<?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-7443644299949769720</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:05:44.289-07:00</updated><category term='celebrations'/><category term='grad school'/><category term='adventures'/><category term='kar'/><category term='family'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>kristine cruz atienza</title><subtitle type='html'>the life of a newly grad student</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3510004109357223285</id><published>2009-06-03T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T16:16:46.331-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>NEW</title><content type='html'>update: blog being moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; www.kristineatienza.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3510004109357223285?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3510004109357223285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3510004109357223285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3510004109357223285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3510004109357223285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/06/new.html' title='NEW'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-51979582742910904</id><published>2009-05-22T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:07:39.576-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Philippines bound</title><content type='html'>Leaving in a few hours to the Philippines to visit Lola Nene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have 2 weeks of school left, then I'll be able to update more regularly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-51979582742910904?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/51979582742910904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=51979582742910904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/51979582742910904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/51979582742910904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/05/philippines-bound.html' title='Philippines bound'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-7060599994984125085</id><published>2009-05-01T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:42:25.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>School and Work</title><content type='html'>School and Work. Fortunately for me, my work place supports my career advancement endeavors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little video of me *working hard* and my manager Krystal, in our workplace (the first 2 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krystal says I look like I'm in high school. Actually I think I look a little tore up since they came in to tape during a REAL day at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lmpartnership.org/news/multimedia/wfd/making_it_happen.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://lmpartnership.org/news/multimedia/wfd/making_it_happen.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-7060599994984125085?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/7060599994984125085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=7060599994984125085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7060599994984125085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7060599994984125085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/05/school-and-work.html' title='School and Work'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3840071732589387742</id><published>2009-04-24T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:28:36.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>So i've been on a mini hiatus lately. Lots have been going on and I've been extremely overwhelmed trying to keep up with professionally and personal obligations. Thankfully, this reflection came just in time earlier this week during a nurse executive meeting at my practicum site...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep Building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were quick and easy you would have already done it. The fact that it is difficult and time-consuming means you're doing something truly worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The value of any achievement is built with the time and effort you put into it. Keep going, keep building, keep at it and you'll truly have something of great value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is often difficult to stay positively focused. And it always worth the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it would be much easier to do nothing. Yet by doing nothing, you create nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, step forward and do the difficult work that must be done. With each effort, you are adding more value and substance to achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel the satisfaction as you continue the difficult and rewarding work of building that achievement. Know that the value has already started coming to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Martson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3840071732589387742?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3840071732589387742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3840071732589387742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3840071732589387742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3840071732589387742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/04/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-8104844466104144546</id><published>2009-04-13T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T06:43:13.935-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Meet Kalia !</title><content type='html'>On Wednesday April 1st, my dear friend Alysce delivered her first baby, Kalia Ann Lagbao. I've known Alysce since she first started as a NICU RN. She's such a sweetheart and I have no doubt in my mind what an awesome mom she'll be! Anyways today was a special treat for me because Alysce and Martin honored me with the pleasure of shooting lil miss Kalia Ann. Initially I had told Alysce and Martin that I'd probably get these up by Wednesday, but as soon as I started editing away today, I just couldn't stop! So here are a few of my favorites from today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alysce and Martin&lt;/span&gt;, thank you for being such great sports today! May you both enjoy every minute with your new bundle of joy! Oh and you'll definitely be getting a picture disk in the mail sometime this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so without further ado, Kalia at 12 days old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia00.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one of Kalia's protectors, definitely a gentle giant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia02a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia02a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the main protector of them all.. dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia03c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 307px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia03c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check out that beautiful head of hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia18b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia18b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalia having a moment here.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia08a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia08a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Initially Kalia was grumpy with all changes and maneuvers. Martin said it best when he asked Kalia if she thought she was being underpaid for today's work. Does this expression say it all?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia19a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia19a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too cute for words! pink lips and pink soles are just not meant to be in black and white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia25a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia25a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia26b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia26b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia28a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia28a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia29a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia29a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soon enough, she tired out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia30b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia30b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia31b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia31b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia33a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kalia/kalia33a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-8104844466104144546?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/8104844466104144546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=8104844466104144546' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/8104844466104144546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/8104844466104144546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/04/meet-kalia.html' title='Meet Kalia !'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-2904530554461372294</id><published>2009-04-12T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:50:08.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Ejay's 23rd Birthday. Theme: Celebrity Status</title><content type='html'>So this past Friday, my brother Ejay celebrated his 23rd birthday at my parents' house in Corona! I'm not about to post up the craziness that went down, but if you know Ejay, I'm sure you can find an album on his myspace or ask him for the link to the pictures I took. All I can say is, "blame it n the a-a-a-alcohol!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej23131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 469px; height: 312px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej23131.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the air yeezys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 313px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2304.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a Cruz party, so of course there's always a DJ! Rex and Miles *Mayhem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 313px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2356.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*"The Roc boys in the building tonight! Drinks is on the house!" - JayZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej23100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 471px; height: 313px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej23100.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*celebrity status*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2389.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P diddy makes a surprise appearance (all the way from Chicago!) to personally deliver a bottle of Ciroc to Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 314px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ej2384.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-2904530554461372294?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/2904530554461372294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=2904530554461372294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/2904530554461372294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/2904530554461372294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/04/ejays-23rd-birthday-theme-celebrity_12.html' title='Ejay&apos;s 23rd Birthday. Theme: Celebrity Status'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-5332648759889011549</id><published>2009-04-11T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:10:18.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>So this year we celebrated Easter a day early at Redondo Beach with the in-laws, the Molo family &amp;amp; the Burgos Family! It felt like a lazy sunday, but I guess some of that was attributed to this stinkin' cold I've been battling these last few days. Still, as I type I can't breathe out through my right nostril! lol. Anyways since we were gettin' our hands dirty feasting on fresh seafood, I didn't grab a chance to take pictures of the food like I did last year for Ron's birthday. But I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to take a picture of the sea urchin cause it was so unbelievable cool (yes I'm easily entertained!, hehe)! After lunch we all walked through the harbor, grabbed pictures, and ate churros. YUM! Sad we had to leave early cause Ron had to write his research paper. Oh wells, guess I better start editing Ejay's birthday pics from Friday night. Happy Easter everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 638px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ron and his lil brother, RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 654px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 638px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The first time I had Rj in front of a camera. Guess he wasn't use to it.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 290px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy hubby = happy wife.. or is it the other way around? LOL! On a different note, he has such a baby face!! I'm jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ron and his pops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 371px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the moms. aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 638px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas09.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sebby and Tito Jun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There was a nice breeze blowing so I wanted to have fun with these pinwheels! Here's a simple camera trick with the shutter speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another cool trick is Dez magically appearing out of blue pinwheel! (and Ron moved!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 494px; height: 331px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/eas10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-5332648759889011549?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/5332648759889011549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=5332648759889011549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5332648759889011549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5332648759889011549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-7416452137488893266</id><published>2009-04-01T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:47:39.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Mia &amp; Jasper tie the knot!</title><content type='html'>Mia and Jasper's relationship has survived trials, tribulations, and even war. With both of them serving in the Air Force, distance has always been an issue from different parts of the country to different parts of the world (including Afghanistan!). Last weekend however, Mia and Jasper's relationship came full circle as they tied the knot in Las Vegas, Nevada.  In the years that they've been together, they've had to rely on patience and trust to keep their relationship strong. So when time became their enemy on their big day, it didn't phase them one bit... In fact, I'm sure it made their vows that much sweeter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia and Jasper, we're so greatful to have friends like you both! Just remember, we were there for you guys no matter how late it started! We wish you nothing but a lifetime of happiness and love as you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; begin your new lives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since Ron was one of the groomsmen, I was with Jasper and the guys most of the day. Perfect opportunity to play with the Canon! Here are some of my faves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;my lil cameo. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;waiting for the limo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 542px; height: 345px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-27.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mia's walk down the pool aisle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the new Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Almosara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my favorite shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jasper and mia had ask me to snap alongside their photogs. i tried my best not to get in the way, so as i mentioned in my previous post, i disabled my speedlite and bumped up the iso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-06.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ijma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 341px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ijma1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the father/daughter dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;long time superfriends. And no those aren't gang signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jasper trying to keep up with his nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jma-25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he ain't got nothing on this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/jmafave12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yay for married friends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-7416452137488893266?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/7416452137488893266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=7416452137488893266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7416452137488893266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7416452137488893266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/04/mia-jasper-tie-knot.html' title='Mia &amp; Jasper tie the knot!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3810364065018970764</id><published>2009-04-01T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:38:44.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>What's New?!</title><content type='html'>So here's a life update since it's officially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spring quarter&lt;/span&gt; at UCLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During spring break, all i did was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; and make up for lost income. Ron and I don't share the same spring break so it made no sense for me to lounge around while he was in San Diego. I think I only had four days off in my two week spring break! I did however become NICU PICC certified after inserting three PICC lines in three babies, which is another skill I can now add to my resume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some spring break celebrations included my cousin MM's 18th Birthday in San Diego and our friends, Mia &amp;amp; Jasper's wedding in Vegas just this past weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, I spent alot of time catching up with old friends over dinner. That was definitely a treat in itself and I'm so greatful to those who took time away from their busy schedules to meet up (Alfredo, Vina, Chel, Robert, Carlo, Grace, Dez, Joanna, and Jen)! I know we say this alot, but we definitely have to keep in touch and get together more often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Ron &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; ended his 3 month clinical rotation in San Diego!! This means that he'll be coming home &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every&lt;/span&gt; day after clinical rather than coming home only on the weekends! Although it was hard to get used to in the beginning, I tried hard not to complain much... I knew he was being exposed to some awesome cases and getting his ass worked. Also, his school had provided weekly hotel accommodations and Kaiser San Diego offered complimentary breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I'm sure he'll be missing his late nights of pillow talk.. eRr i mean venting with Lance, but hey he'll survive! His new clinical site is Kaiser Panaroma City, so he'll be dealing with the LA traffic now. But don't feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;toooo&lt;/span&gt; bad for him, next year in May he'll be in his Hawaii rotation for a month!! I'm currently working on figuring out a way to visit him since I'll be busy in my last month of grad school during that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as I mentioned earlier, spring quarter has officially started. This is also my first quarter of practicum aka preceptorship. Luckily for me, I was matched at St. Joseph's with their CNO. Although I wasn't expecting to follow a CNO on my first practicum, atleast I'm only driving to Orange County rather than driving to LA! Other than my practicum, I'm currently enrolled in nursing finance and brand management at Anderson's business school. Hopefully this quarter is alot smoother than last quarter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3810364065018970764?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3810364065018970764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3810364065018970764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3810364065018970764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3810364065018970764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s New?!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-383706390873829477</id><published>2009-03-30T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T16:24:23.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>Boneyard Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While in Vegas for Jasper and Mia's wedding, Ron and I decided to do something a little different (and a little touristy) by scoping out some sin city history! We made reservations to tour the Neon Boneyard, which is basically a junkyard of old historical Vegas neon signs. The guided tour was very informative, but what made the experience even more exciting was all the photo opportunities! The tour guide said that there are plans for restorations and a future gift shop in this upcoming year or so, so stop by and visit whenever you're in vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 318px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;old neon lettering !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inb3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inb3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inb2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is what happens when your hubby's a shoe head AND not technically savy with a dslr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but after a lil practice and coaching, his skills improved.. hehe! remember these stars from the old Stardust hotel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 460px; height: 307px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ron trying to be a sexy beast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 455px; height: 303px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me trying to be sassy, hah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inb1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 467px; height: 312px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "R" is for Ron..... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 498px; height: 332px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ib5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our tour guide thought that this would be a cute picture. too bad it says OX and not XO! but anyways props to him for taking this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later on we attended Jasper and Mia's wedding. I was a guest, so I managed to shoot what I could without getting in the way of the hired photographers or interfering with their lighting ;-)  Here's just a sneak peak. I actually have the shot right after this which has them locking lips, but i  absolutely love this moment &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right before&lt;/span&gt; that kiss! I disabled my flash so that I wouldn't be interfering with the main photogs, but I'm totally feeling this ambiance. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ijma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 310px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ijma1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-383706390873829477?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/383706390873829477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=383706390873829477' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/383706390873829477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/383706390873829477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/03/boneyard-fun.html' title='Boneyard Fun'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-5737122405922959756</id><published>2009-03-16T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:53:19.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Jasper and Mia</title><content type='html'>I remember the first time I "met" Mia, which was through Myspace. I got a message from Jasper and because they were both serving in the Air Force and stationed in Germany, Myspace seemed appropriate. He was so excited to introduce her to all his friends! I didn't know Jasper well enough at the time (since he was technically Ron's superfriend) but I knew enough to know that she was really special to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started off as friendship eventually turned into a schoolyard crush. It was raw and it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;refreshing&lt;/span&gt;. According to Mia, He wasn't her type and she wasn't his. But they had so much in common that they just clicked like you wouldn't believe.  Although both their flirtatious intentions were obvious, neither one of them had the courage to admit anything. That was until the aftermath of Combat Dining... After enjoying a night of tradition and festivities, Jasper summoned the courage and yelled out, "I LOVE YOU MIA!" Initially Mia didn't take it seriously so she didn't think much of it. But Jasper being ever so persistent, called her work the very next day and laid his heart out on the table. After that, Jae &amp;amp; Mia was established and the rest was history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days ago Jasper asked Ron if I'd like to take pictures of them as an engagement session so to speak. I was really nervous cause I knew engagement sessions required alot of posing and directing since engagement moments are not necessarily candid (i heart candid moments). But how could I say "No" to Mia and Jas?! lol. Hope you like your pictures... Looking forward to your guys' wedding at the end of this month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well, it use to say Williams-Sonoma, couldnt help myself. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do you know where we're at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we had this inside joke with mirror reflections and cameras. lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I call these next couple of pictures, the many faces of jasper! he reminds me of my brother, hehe! The lighting was oh-so-perfect! But it also helped that they're a good looking couple ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 532px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ron's favorite picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change of venue when the security guard asked us kindly not to take pictures! Oh well, at least I got my shots!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 300px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exactly why i love candid shots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 525px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/miajas/imj13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-5737122405922959756?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/5737122405922959756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=5737122405922959756' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5737122405922959756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5737122405922959756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/03/jasper-and-mia.html' title='Jasper and Mia'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-6588573842574581411</id><published>2009-03-15T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:26:33.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>There's Something About Mary! (debut)</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we celebrated MM's (Mary Michael) 18th Birthday Filipino style with a "Something about Mary" twist! There were alot of "scenes" some of which included dance numbers, singing, the traditional 18 candles and 18 roses, and a family Buttercup music video. Anyways as with any family party, my dad was the DJ (www.cruzindj.com), Tito Ermie was the MC, and Kuya Gary was the photographer (www.amazestudios.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Ron and I gave MM the gift of a MAC makeover, MM was with me most of the day. Here are some pictures I snapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MM told me this was her "first time" being done up professionally at a makeup counter (besides being done up at my wedding)! I dunno why but she was so shy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 537px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the final looks! Doesnt she loook like an Aphrodite goddess? hollla!! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;one last look in the mirror with Madel. Do we look okay?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 449px; height: 299px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the father/daughter dances.. hmm i think there were about 3 of them. Tito Dennis sure surprised alot of us. I think the ONE and ONLY time I've EVER seen him DANCE was New years of 08 and under certain circumstances... haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 545px; height: 375px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave08.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kuya Gary in action. No one ever takes pictures of the photographer, so here's one for you kuya!  I'm reallllly lucky to have a Kuya who's in the photography business! For Christmas, him, Ate Bev, and Ayden got me a subscription to Photography magazine! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Deven the rose coordinator (and later one the jabbacwockee dance machine!). He handed out roses to the 18 guys that danced with MM. I liked this picture cause I caught him watching his dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then when i looked over at Rodney, he was looking right back at him! So cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juren being funny with his rose! LOL btw, if you get seasick during the video of the "Cruz Cousin" dance routine, you can blame Juren! LOL!  jk juren ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Cruz Cousin dance routine. our "dance routines" has been a long running family tradition. Every Christmas when we were small kids, our Lola (grandma), had us dress up and re-enact the birth of Jesus in a manager. With 12 grandchildren, every one always had a part. Later we eventually started doing family talent shows, which later became "a dance number" at EVERY family party. It's been a while since we did a dance routine though, and what was different about this time was now Ron was included! haha! Our dance this time was alot shorter than previous dances, but hey we're grown ass individuals now! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/clQC7aEeCSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/clQC7aEeCSY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 370px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/mmfave14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY MM!&lt;br /&gt;or as your friends call you, MARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LPYKhsrOog&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3LPYKhsrOog&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and last but not least, the BUTTERCUP Panganiban/Cruz music video!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Families on this video were from all over! Including the Philippines, Southern and Northern California, Mississippi, and New Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-6588573842574581411?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/6588573842574581411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=6588573842574581411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6588573842574581411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6588573842574581411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-something-about-mary-debut.html' title='There&apos;s Something About Mary! (debut)'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-214283901607054060</id><published>2009-03-04T13:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T23:17:34.526-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Make Homes Affordable</title><content type='html'>As many of you may know, Ron and I are both attending graduate programs and expect to graduate next summer of 2010. What many of you may not know, is that when we started our programs, it was highly recommended that Ron quit his job since he'd be immersed in school and anesthesia five long days out of the week! So, we weighed the options.... It was a toss up, should I return to school at the same time? Or wait another year so I could work full time and support us financially. Surprisingly enough, I had utmost support from not only my husband, but from my co-workers and friends at Kaiser Permanente. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your dreams don't come with a price tag, work will always be there&lt;/span&gt;," and with that I started my first quarter last fall. We prepared accordingly, clearing out $30,000 in credit card debt, saving what we could, and altering our travel-go-lucky lifestyle. I qualified for a stipend from work and many of my coworkers picked up my shifts during the week days. In addition, my parents started to help out alot. We'd come home for food or grocery shopping, school supply shopping etc, and we'd even do our laundry there every other week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To offset our lack of income, we pulled out more school loans than necessary. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know, in case of a rainy day&lt;/span&gt;. And in Southern California, it has seriously rained more this year than it has in a loooong time! Times have been extremely hard for many people out there and alot of them have resorted to sheer desperation. Did you know that someone stole my LICENSE PLATE a few days ago?! I'm sure it was all because my Tags were brand spankin' NEW. But instead of taking solely the tags, they took my ENTIRE LICENSE PLATE and left the frame! I didn't know whether to consider that an insult or a descent gesture that atleast they left me something (and my car in one piece)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the economy taking a plunge and the foreclosure rate on the rise, I started to wonder if the government would ever step in and help its people from losing their homes. I even began to question that maybe it was a bad idea for me to go back to school again. I also thought that maybe it was a bad idea to have invested in this home back in 2006. But that notion quickly faded when this year, our tax preparer praised us for owning because otherwise we would have been owing the government nearly $4000 in taxes. I didn't know what my other options were, but I knew it didn't matter because just like any other federally funded program such as Medicaid, most government programs were designed for the poor, or those who became poor after paying for all their bills. And technically I wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poor&lt;/span&gt;, its just that the money I had in the bank wasn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe about 98% of it belonged to Uncle Sam, an IOU if you will, since payment coupons would start rolling in the minute my hot little hands got a hold of my graduation diploma next summer. Sure I still worked but again, we were living off one income, and a part time income at that. And my mortgage payment was in my opinion, SO UNFAIR compared to the deals people were getting nowadays! Many have told us that the monthly mortgage for our condo is what alot of people pay for their 2 story homes! Why couldn't there be something to reward those who never missed a mortgage payment and paid so loyally ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I don't foresee ourselves plunging in our current situation. Like I said, we planned accordingly. I had health benefits through my employer and I had the "borrowed money" to diligently pay my mortgage. I knew that once school was over and done with, Ron and I would be set financially because just like my co-workers promised, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;works would always be there&lt;/span&gt;. It's advantage that comes with being in healthcare,and the career paths we chose to take.... I just wish that we qualified for some kind of break as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you President Obama for kicking off the "Make Homes Affordable Program" this morning! I'm super excited that there's HOPE out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a senior Treasury Department official told reporters, "It's not intended to prevent every foreclosure or to help every homeowner. It's really targeted at responsible homeowners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out more info:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090304/ap_on_go_pr_wh/obama_housing"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090304/ap_on_go_pr_wh/obama_housing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or watch this news clip&lt;a href="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?rn=4226712&amp;amp;cl=12323073&amp;amp;src=news"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/player/popup/?rn=4226712&amp;amp;cl=12323073&amp;amp;src=news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-214283901607054060?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/214283901607054060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=214283901607054060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/214283901607054060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/214283901607054060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/03/make-homes-affordable.html' title='Make Homes Affordable'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3988045125209902041</id><published>2009-03-01T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:15:50.371-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Baby Boomers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;::]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; song: &lt;/span&gt;Priscilla Ahn: Dream&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(from Bride Wars) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;[::&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status_body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I finished a final paper for my health policy elective class. The hot topic I selected for my paper's discussion was based on relationship between caregiving, longterm care, and the inevitable aging population of baby boomers. Many research articles I've read have claimed that there has been a decline in baby making. Well, I beg to differ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I attended my 4th baby shower of the year. Yes, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;year&lt;/span&gt; ... and it's barely March! My dear friend Alysce is expecting her first girl, Kalia, this April. Alongside her these lovely ladies are expecting their first borns as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela Czaplicki just delivered her first baby girl, Emilyn, a few days ago&lt;br /&gt;Christy Trunnell is expecting baby girl Caitlyn anytime now! (March)&lt;br /&gt;Ate Ervy is expecting twin boys in late March/April&lt;br /&gt;Ate Liza is expecting baby girl Vanessa in May&lt;br /&gt;Julie (Anderlik) Guiterrez is expecting baby girl Kailey in May&lt;br /&gt;Jessica Novicio is expecting baby girl Cali this June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status_body"&gt;Minerva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="status_body"&gt; is expecting a baby boy this June/July&lt;br /&gt;Jen Hosana&lt;/span&gt; is expecting her first baby boy this summer (July?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="status_body"&gt;Melissa Castle is expecting her first baby (sex not yet known) this August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a few days ago, my Ate Beverly just announced that she's pregnant with her second baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's in the water these days, but one thing's for sure: It's Baby Fever! (And it's alot of girls, so far, hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't be asking me about any baby fever! I'm in school remember :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here are some pictures from Alysce's baby shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;from Kim's (one of the RN's) bakeshop in Orange County. Her cakes are to diiiie for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 450px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i love this "diaper cake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When your coworkers throw you a baby shower and they're all NICU RNs, then YOU KNOW that your breastfeeding and lactation issues are all covered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ia4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angie, alysce and me&lt;br /&gt;angie was 1 of the 4 in my new grad group (July 05).&lt;br /&gt;She moved to UCLA's NICU later on. It was sooooo great to see her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we're on the topic of babies and I'm really late on these.. Here's some of my niece Khayla from her 1st birthday!! She's the 1st baby I've witnessed to actually ENJOY an astrojump!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ik1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 425px; height: 282px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ik1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3988045125209902041?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3988045125209902041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3988045125209902041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3988045125209902041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3988045125209902041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-boomers.html' title='Baby Boomers'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3008789157615199146</id><published>2009-02-16T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:07:16.561-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>Bucket List</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I think that I possess some mild and alternative form of ADHD. I'm never satisfied with settling, and I'm constantly finding new hobbies and endeavors to feed my need for new experiences. My bucket list is constantly being readjusted each time I foresee myself coming within reach of checking off all of the empty boxes.  Fortunately for me, I have a husband who claims to whole heartedly support all my wild goose chases! *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, live life to it's fullest right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my updated bucket list for 2009. Some are materialistic from my childhood dreams and some are just encounters I have yet to experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have a career I’m passionate about and be independent by the age of 21 (accomplished July 2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Obtain a BSN (accomplished May 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Obtain a Masters Degree (currently pending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Own a home (accomplished May 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Own a 6 bedroom house like my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Own my first car as a brand new BMW (accomplished Jan 2008, Twin Turbo 335i baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Get back to, and maintain “high school” weight when I was fit and trim from being on the basketball team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to belly dance (accomplished October 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn ballroom dancing with my husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Become a mom (for those always wondering *ahem*, definitely after school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- See a musical on Broadway in NY! (accomplished Dec 2007 “Little Mermaid”)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be on National TV (accomplished Feb 2008 Rachael Ray daytime talk show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to knit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to sew/tailor clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to play guitar and/or piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to speak Spanish to my patients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Run a marathon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Swim with dolphins (accomplished June 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ride an elephant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Scuba Dive (accomplished June 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go parasailing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit Great Britain (accomplished June 2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit more of Europe, especially Italy, Spain and France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Try an authentic deep dish pizza in Chicago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit Alaska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Climb a pyramid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit New York City in the winter and eat one of their hot dogs (accomplished Dec 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Scrapbook (accomplished Sept 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go to the Olympics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go on a cruise line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to cook entrees with tight ass presentations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to make fruit art!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to bake cakes/cupcakes with cool presentations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Throw a perfect dinner party after learning how to make all that food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ride a hot air balloon (accomplished Sept 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go white water rafting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hike a mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Route 66 Road trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have a full spa day (done one too many times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit Bourbon Street in New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Visit a waterfall (I guess climbing a water fall counts too! Oct 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Witness whales in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ride a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Take a girls only trip to Vegas (accomplished June 2006 and my Bachelorette Party Aug 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Live credit card debt free (accomplished July 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Buy a dslr camera and learn to use it (always learning..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Have my fantasy fairytale BIG WEDDING – (accomplished Oct 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Experienced the power of prayer - (accomplished)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Go Zip Lining (accomplished in Jamaica Oct 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn how to surf (accomplished in Hawaii Feb 2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Learn to Snowboard and CARVE (accomplished Winter 2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Become innovative and start my own small business&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3008789157615199146?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3008789157615199146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3008789157615199146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3008789157615199146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3008789157615199146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/02/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-8494247386900397148</id><published>2009-02-04T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T17:48:43.422-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>David After the Dentist</title><content type='html'>If ever you need a good laugh. Watch this! I know dental anesthesia might be a little different than the the cocktail of gases my husband mixes, but these side effects are hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-8494247386900397148?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/8494247386900397148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=8494247386900397148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/8494247386900397148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/8494247386900397148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/02/david-and-dentist.html' title='David After the Dentist'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-1068292967737208601</id><published>2009-01-31T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T14:57:51.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Matt, Liz, and Madeline</title><content type='html'>I don't blog as much as I use to back during my "fresh out of high school" days, but I still enjoy blogging nonetheless. I've made some great friendships all because of people reading my blogs, relating to my stories, and offering their own advice. But besides that, I also want to be able to look back my stories and what went on during any particular time in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, an article in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;People Magazine&lt;/span&gt; caught my attention about a single father in Southern Calfornia. His name is Matt Logelin, and on March 24, 2007, he became a first time dad. 27 hours later however, he lost his wife to a pulmonary embolism.  Initially he started his blog to chronicle his wife's pregnancy so that one day, he'd be able to share it with his daughter... Now, he continues to write for that very same reason and much more. As Matt puts it, he writes for his daughter, so that she'd remember her Mom and that her dad is doing everything he can to be strong for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty hearbreaking to read, but powerful nonetheless.  With everything he does for Madeline, he's constantly thinking about how Liz would have reacted and enjoyed the moment. What I also love about Matt's blog is that he's into photography, so he shares alot of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Matt's situation has inspired me to blog more frequently. I remember back in the day, writing secretly in a diary  and destroying the book itself after I "got over" whatever experience it was at the time. Destroying the physical diary was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; the final step... to be rid of bad feelings once and for all. Kind of like the ending in the "Butterfly Effect" movie... "as if it never happened." I wish now that I hadn't so that maybe, my future kids could see that any obstacle could be overcome.  Oh well... guess we'll have to keep this blog alive and going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, read more about Matt, Liz, and Madeline for yourself: &lt;a href="http://www.mattlogelin.com/"&gt;http://www.mattlogelin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-1068292967737208601?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/1068292967737208601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=1068292967737208601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1068292967737208601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1068292967737208601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/01/matt-liz-and-madeline.html' title='Matt, Liz, and Madeline'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3309906116608988065</id><published>2009-01-25T18:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T21:11:34.513-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Our little visitor</title><content type='html'>This weekend at my parents' house in Corona, we discovered a little visitor! She actually made her way into the house and into ejay's room! After she was caught by Kuya Jhon and set outside, we noticed that she wasn't flying away. It was later discovered that she had built a nest on top of one of my mom's plants (which let me tell you according to my mom was a cheap $1 plant that grew into a huge one!) which happened to be right next to the front door. I didn't get a chance to take pictures of the hummingbird cause she always flew off whenever we opened the door, but I did grab some neat shots of her nest.  Also, my mom realized she had a hummingbird feeder, so Ron and I assembled the thing, placed some honey and water, and hung it by her nest. I hope the little jellybean eggs survive on that plant! It can get pretty windy and the plant doesn't seem all that sturdy against the wind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I've decided that any of my still life images will have an imprint of my name on it. It was brought to my attention that my Kona, Hawaii photographs were being used. I don't mind anyone using my pictures, but atleast ask or don't take credit. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/inest05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3309906116608988065?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3309906116608988065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3309906116608988065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3309906116608988065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3309906116608988065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-little-visitor.html' title='Our little visitor'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4403738108951506010</id><published>2009-01-24T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:29:43.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This was a commencement speech given by Steve Jobs (CEO of Apple and Pixar Animation) at the 2005 Stanford University Commencement ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speech is 15 minutes long but listen carefully... It isn't about "going to college" or the "importance of a college education," but about three personal stories that paved a path  for where he is today. (sorry you'll have to turn off/disable my playlist for this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UF8uR6Z6KLc&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UF8uR6Z6KLc&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice, and most important,  have the courage to follow your heart and intuition; they somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always entrusted that everything in life happens for a reason... that the chips stack (or don't stack) the way they do, and that they fall right into place when they're suppose to.  Alot of the decisions in my life have been instinctual, a strong pull from within urging me to turn left, even though my conscious thought was telling me wisely to turn right (I was extremely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; enough that my parents didn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make &lt;/span&gt;me do anything that I didnt want to do).   A couple examples would be enrolling at La Sierra High School last minute vs. Centennial High School, dropping out of UCR after one quarter to enroll at RCC in hopes of becoming a Registered Nurse (which led to a rapid turn of events in itself I'd have to add), starting at UCI Medical Center vs. starting at Kaiser right away, etc, etc... I'm not saying that every decision was necessarily the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;smartest &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; easiest &lt;/span&gt;decision.. but I am saying that turn of events inevitably did lead me to where I am today.... twenty-five, alive, happily married, accomplished, financially established (with the exception of school loans), and ready for the next step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward. You can only connect them looking backwards, so you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something--your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever--because believing that the dots will connect down the road will give you the confidence to follow your heart, even when it leads you off the well-worn path, and that will make all the difference."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the next step.... currently I'm loving everything about UCLA and I feel bad saying this but since my tuition is a fixed dollar amount every quarter, I'm milking the institution for every single educational opportunity and experience that presents itself to me (whether it's learning medical spanish, attending football/basketball games, or simply utilizing their gym).  I know I sound like an overly excited child on her first day of kindergarten, but if you knew me back in high school... then you'd know that I was a self conscious girl who drowned in pessimistic negativity, and never ever dreamed of being good enough for anything.... So over the years I've managed to surprise myself, and just like Asher Roth proclaims, "Man I love college!"  Instead of taking the minimum requirement of 8 units this quarter, I'm taking 16 units. It's insane, I know... but I like to think of it as balancing between the tight ropes of insanity and dedication. One of the nice things about my graduate program is that when it comes to the 16 units of required electives, there's no restriction whatsoever. You can take &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever&lt;/span&gt; you want. One of the classes I've enrolled into is in Anderson's Management school with it's primary focus being placed on networking and relationship building. In just three classes I've already learned alot about myself... hmm that again, I think I want something more... I've danced and two stepped around the idea of obtaining a concurrent MBA degree, especially since one of my good classmates has entertained the idea as well. Maybe we'll cross paths again in the future? As of right now, I've decided to hold off for a little bit, but to continue taking MBA courses to see whether or not I could get a feel for this new shoe that I'm wanting to step in to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people have asked me about my plans after school, and quite honestly, I don't know anymore. Ideally, I'd love to remain on a part time work status so that I could 1) start having babies and 2) continue exploring and doing everything that I've been wanting to do in life. Some of you may have noticed my interest in photography and again, my intuition has been tugging me towards that direction... a sideline business just like my Dad's DJ business. Then again, I also want to open up a coffee shop, learn how to sew/knit/crochet, cook exotic dishes and desserts, get scuba certified, take up ballroom dancing, continue traveling, become a teacher at a Nursing school, become a positive nursing leader, maybe design clothes with my brother, etc, etc my bucket list goes on and on (and you can see the importance of some MBA courses here, hehe) .. Yep, lots of "foolish" aspirations some might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm still young with the advantage of "time" on my hands... but I hope I never lose this feeling... of being hungry and foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've got to find what you love, and that is as true for work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work, and the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking, and don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it, and like any great relationship it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking. Don't settle."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4403738108951506010?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4403738108951506010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4403738108951506010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4403738108951506010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4403738108951506010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/01/stay-hungry-stay-foolish.html' title='Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4028023137110839376</id><published>2009-01-19T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:47:35.541-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Tying the Knot Vegas Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend, my sister Ate Khrisna, tied the knot with Kuya Jhon --&gt;VEGAS STYLE! The celebration was on short notice and very intimate. Only close family members were in attendance.  I was such a HAPPY TITA when Ate told me last minute (literally at the chapel) that I'd be walking, errr carrying Khayla down the aisle with the rings! Khayla was overly excited being carried down the aisle but quickly shyed away into my sleeve and drooled down my arm (must be a stress response, hehe). The sucky part was that the chapel didn't allow for photographs (unless you wanted to be fined $50!), yet the chapel photographer came late himself! GrRr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i borrowed a Canon 5D and a couple lenses for the weekend because Ron's been soOoOoo encouraging of me trying out a 5D. (EEEEE!!!) I didn't particularly like the bulkyness compared to the Rebel, and I was ready to kick myself for forgetting a flash component. But I did LOVE shooting in FULL FRAME! Just had to do what I had to do for some light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Ate and Kuya! I'm so happy for you both! I'm also sooo happy that Ate Khrisna found happiness and such a great guy! I know he'll take good care of her and Khayla =) I hope you like the pictures... and I apologize in advance already that there's more of Ate than Kuya Jhon. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj20.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj25.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj26.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all ready!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;khayla's all ready now too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think somebody told them khayla needed a sibling?? LOL love Kuya's reaction to whatever it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some crazy veil action fun courtesy of Reinald Himaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 669px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we passed by a huuuge goldfish aquarium and decided to have some fun with the glass and mirrors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there were ALOT of gold fishes but for the most part it didn't interfere with the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my favorite picture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Person, Big World!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;khayla was so curious with tita's camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;faithlynn's gnarly camera. fish eye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/khrisnajhonwedding/ikj16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ron and Me! We needed a new default. ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4028023137110839376?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4028023137110839376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4028023137110839376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4028023137110839376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4028023137110839376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/01/tying-knot-vegas-style.html' title='Tying the Knot Vegas Style!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-9164524022283364191</id><published>2009-01-17T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T22:44:01.908-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Man's (and Woman's) Best Friend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/3128831337_8fc13b26bb.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 339px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3100/3128831337_8fc13b26bb.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a little late blogging about my new years adventures thus far, but one thing has been certain.... Ron and I have been spending a great deal of time watching MOVIES (thanks largely in part to my dad). Movies I highly recommend viewing are: Seven Pounds (powerful story), The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (interesting plot), Slumdog Millionare (another powerful and facisnating story), and of course... Marley &amp;amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although all of these movies are highly recommended, I'd have to say that Marley &amp;amp; Me hit right close to home. I think I cried throughout most parts of this movie because of my own personal experiences with my past dogs, Cookie and Stitch. Cookie, reminded me so much of Marley! And I know alot of my old friends and family that knew her could definitely relate (especially Robert &amp;amp; Carlo, I'm remembering a time when we were playing basketball and Cookie decided to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;, haha... or the other times when Cookie would literally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dance &lt;/span&gt;with us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that dog and Stitch so much and I'll never forget them or the life lessons they taught me while growing up. I wouldn't expect anyone to understand the bond between a dog and his/her owner unless you were a true "dog love" yourself.  But I will say this: The fondest memories of Cookie and Stitch have been the moments when I'd shut the world out and bury myself underneath the bed covers. Although they possesed only animal instincts, they knew how to find their way through the sheets, and plop their warm bodies right next to mine as if to comfort me. Whether I turned my back on the world or the world turned it's back on me, I never felt like I was ever alone... With that being said, I'll leave you with this... a quote from the movie, Marley &amp;amp; Me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“A dog has no use for fancy cars or big  homes or designer clothes. Status symbols mean nothing to him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrKgT_jf1I/AAAAAAAAACI/Y0BVq7EmQS4/s1600-h/xcookie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrKgT_jf1I/AAAAAAAAACI/Y0BVq7EmQS4/s400/xcookie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290263368771534674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A dog judges  others not by their color or creed or class but by who they are inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/Picture080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 439px; height: 329px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/Picture080.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dog  doesn’t care if you’re rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/IMG_0563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 434px; height: 325px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/IMG_0563.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give him your heart and he will give you his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/Picture461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 451px; height: 338px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/Picture461.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really quite simple, and  yet we humans, so much wiser and more sophisticated, have always had trouble  figuring out what really counts and what does not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrKtswn-KI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gRK9wC5SNcU/s1600-h/xcookie6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrKtswn-KI/AAAAAAAAACQ/gRK9wC5SNcU/s400/xcookie6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290263598758099106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrK0qUq_QI/AAAAAAAAACY/wb3_fxNfOOw/s1600-h/xcookie7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrK0qUq_QI/AAAAAAAAACY/wb3_fxNfOOw/s400/xcookie7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290263718363069698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;these last two "goodbye photos" are the last pictures of me and Cookie. They were taken the morning that we put her down... it's amazing  not only how much stronger she looked that morning, but also how she managed to assure me that everything was going to be okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/Picture120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 297px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/Picture120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-9164524022283364191?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/9164524022283364191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=9164524022283364191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/9164524022283364191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/9164524022283364191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/01/mans-and-womans-best-friend.html' title='Man&apos;s (and Woman&apos;s) Best Friend...'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SWrKgT_jf1I/AAAAAAAAACI/Y0BVq7EmQS4/s72-c/xcookie2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-1376588279001878817</id><published>2009-01-15T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:40:15.447-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>A few of my favorite things....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're a Twilight, dessert, Canon lover like me, then you can't help but appreciate these photos! My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cousin, &lt;/span&gt;Gary Cruz (photographer in San Francisco) got really creative and took a picture of his wife, my Ate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Beverly&lt;/span&gt;, holding a red velvet cupcake to replicate the Twilight book cover. (yup, so those are her hands!) She's an up and coming cupcake enthusiast by the way! I know she has big plans for her cupcake passion! Be on the look out for Beverly's Bake Shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/garycruz/3184536090/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SW9-9MvSL0I/AAAAAAAAACo/aH3EOBFQqxk/s400/3184536090_fa06a01fe3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291587677040291650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, he took a picture of himself holding a Canon flash!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/garycruz/3185774817/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SW9_SSgjrUI/AAAAAAAAACw/v3Qskvi2Lm0/s400/3185774817_3089b2a185.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291588039366389058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kuya's&lt;/span&gt; work was even featured on http://cupcakestakethecake.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;You can even check out my cousin's work at www.garycruz.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-1376588279001878817?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/1376588279001878817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=1376588279001878817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1376588279001878817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1376588279001878817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-of-my-facorite-things.html' title='A few of my favorite things....'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SW9-9MvSL0I/AAAAAAAAACo/aH3EOBFQqxk/s72-c/3184536090_fa06a01fe3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-1458607296101621194</id><published>2008-12-31T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:44:11.391-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Goodbye 2008!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/serendipity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/serendipity.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been extremely good to us. Ron and I have been truly blessed with a gracious handful of serendipitous circumstances. Our journey started off in New York City when the Rachael Ray daytime talk show flew us out to their studio to perform our wedding first dance on national TV. While there, we also got to appear on the Filipino channel's Balitang America (you can view the videos from the menu on the right side of this homepage). While there, we also got to shoot a trash the dress session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ny11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ny11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVwBO87GzBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0reakDCmKxk/s1600-h/l_1f0cb8627743ae0cca9a0e79dc4b70c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVwBO87GzBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0reakDCmKxk/s400/l_1f0cb8627743ae0cca9a0e79dc4b70c1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286101419009952786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/2008-02-06_J022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/2008-02-06_J022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the year I also purchased my FIRST CAR under my name (took awhile, but hey i invested in a home first). My old black beamer, Phoebe, was reaching ends meet, so my dad decided to take over. Despite constant pressure to "buy a new car,"  I kept Phoebe for a few years after becoming an RN because she was soo good to me! A little before New Years, I brought home "Sasha," a 2008 white 335i. Gotta love twin turbo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVv-yTWxexI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ct1ayph1KFM/s1600-h/l_0f5611a00a1d17f09e5a2864b99640dc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVv-yTWxexI/AAAAAAAAABw/Ct1ayph1KFM/s400/l_0f5611a00a1d17f09e5a2864b99640dc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286098727792114450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Stings like a beamer!" (from the movie CARS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early on in the year Ron and I also discovered that we had been accepted to the Master's program of our choices: Ron at Cal State Fullerton pursuing Nurse Anesthesia and me at UCLA pursuing Nursing Administration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did alot of traveling before grad school started in the Fall. Some of the places included Las Vegas, Santa Barbara, the Big Island of Hawaii, and San Francisco to break in Shark-bait's engine (Ron's Honda Fit). We also scuba dived in the ocean for the first time and swim with manta rays, which was a real treat in itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_1e98ec5d5a5ad97b2b2dc4a4bcf1a2c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 337px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_1e98ec5d5a5ad97b2b2dc4a4bcf1a2c8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;under the sea in Kona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVwBmTdiqfI/AAAAAAAAACA/iEzPySV6tlY/s1600-h/l_45478cb80fde0dc6377a6322d77b5e44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVwBmTdiqfI/AAAAAAAAACA/iEzPySV6tlY/s400/l_45478cb80fde0dc6377a6322d77b5e44.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286101820196956658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our in and out of San Francisco spontaneous road trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This past August I celebrated my *Quarter Century* by having a Throwback 80's Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 599px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the tightest birthday cake ever! before mario started melting off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 346px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pacman dessert table!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 599px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bringing the 80s back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of the summer, Ron and I both left UCI Medical Center before starting grad school. He's currently unemployed and a full time student attending classes 5 days a week (it's a job in itself). I'm still working part time at Kaiser Permanente with a per diem job at Children's Hospital in Orange County.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been fortunate enough during the nation's financial meltdown since our line of work wasn't directly affected. I guess that's the perks of being in the healthcare field: people are always going to get sick. May God help and Bless Barack Obama when he takes office in a few weeks. He's got his work cut out for him with the mess he has to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, 2008 brought an end to our "newlywed" title.  So far, "married life" has been such an adventure! We had paid off our wedding debt within 6 months following our big day, so for those that have always wondered or asked: YES IT CAN BE DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope 2009 will be just as grand as 2008! My new year's resolution is pretty typical. HIT THE GYM once again, take care of myself more, and do well in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See everyone NEXT YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 2009!!!&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/7443644299949769720-1458607296101621194?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/1458607296101621194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=1458607296101621194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1458607296101621194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1458607296101621194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-2008.html' title='Goodbye 2008!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SVwBO87GzBI/AAAAAAAAAB4/0reakDCmKxk/s72-c/l_1f0cb8627743ae0cca9a0e79dc4b70c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-7526456343954764325</id><published>2008-12-31T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T14:31:35.170-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>So this is a little bit of a late entry, but I've been in C-town for the majority of the week since Christmas and my computer is home based in La Habra :P Just as tradition goes, we spent Christmas is San Diego at Tito Ermie's house with family, games, food, dancing, and presents! I'll only post a couple of pictures since I just edited everything this morning and we'll be soon on our way to celebrate New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 494px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My brother says I never post pics of the two of us, so here's one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 494px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And then of course, he always wants a picture with Ron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is a favorite because my dad and tita erma are so HAPPY! We sure enjoy our GAMES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tito ermie was so proud of himself for taking this picture, but by the background dropping off can you tell who he was focusing on? *hint its his son! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/ixmas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the reason for the season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Like I said, there were more pictures which included the games and the different Cruz families, but these will have to do!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-7526456343954764325?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/7526456343954764325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=7526456343954764325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7526456343954764325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7526456343954764325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3328692024575757260</id><published>2008-12-20T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:21:36.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Christmas with the Girlfriends!</title><content type='html'>The best thing about the Christmas holidays are definitely the gatherings I'd take dinner with family and friends over materialistic presents any day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since high school (or was it since the beginning of college in 2001?), the "La Sierra girls" have made every effort to get together for the holidays. Nowadays, times have changed and so too has the dynamics of our group. It'd be unfair to still dub us strictly as the "La Sierra Girls" since that is no longer the case. I've been blessed to have such a great circle of girlfriends in my life.  I'm hoping that these annual holiday dinners will remain a yearly tradition as we continue to grow, reminisce on old times, and create more memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann, Bonnesa, Bonnie, Christine, Jalyn, Jen, &amp;amp; Vanessa: Thank you for taking the time out of your busy lives to get together. You girls are like sisters to me and I consider myself extremely blessed to have you all in my life! It's refreshing to know that I could "let my hair down" (hmm let my guard down), talk about anything and everything, and laugh all night! Thank you always for your love, support, and for being such genuine people. just me, kristini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 359px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 343px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 514px; height: 343px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;potluck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 515px; height: 343px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 515px; height: 344px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas-2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bonnesa's game kept us pretty entertained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 599px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is what happens when you get designated as the camera man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 601px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gift exchange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 601px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 342px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/xmas13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3328692024575757260?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3328692024575757260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3328692024575757260' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3328692024575757260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3328692024575757260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-with-girlfriends.html' title='Christmas with the Girlfriends!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-2987647084921100855</id><published>2008-12-14T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T19:48:35.111-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Another First...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/twilightcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/img/twilightcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been one to read  *books*, unless of course they were required for some reason. It was a joke for me to join my unit's *Book Club* back at UCIMC because I knew honestly well, that I wouldn't participate. Fortunately for me, the girls didnt mind since Book Club meetings ended up being a perfect excuse to hang out. That was until I watched the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; and became facisnated with the story's plot. Yes, I jumped the Twilight bandwagon pretty late, but I don't care. It took me a little over a week and a half to complete the entire series. I'm sure I could have had it done sooner but I was in the midst of finals week, finishing up preceptorship at CHOC and celebrating Grace's pinning and Pacquaio's win. It was insane!! I could not put the books down! It was the last thing I read before I fell asleep and the first thing I reached for upon waking up! I'm so surprised and proud of myself for reading &amp;amp; completing ONE book, let alone an entire series!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd have to say that my favorite book of series would have to be the first and the last one, Twilight &amp;amp; Breaking Dawn. I enjoyed Twilight because of compelling story line. I loved the *newness* of it all and the compelling story line as it unfolded. How could you not fall in love with Edward Cullen and his family? Breaking Dawn was the conclusion of all the craziness. And it was definitely, CRAZY. Some parts we're a little hard to imagine, but I did appreciate the happy ending. I also have to admit that I did enjoy Jacob's part and sarcasm in book 4.  Full Moon was too depressing for me because it reminded me of some past scars (plus it was geared toward Jacob fans), and Eclipse was alright, but irritating at some points (It got better for me towards the end however).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite sad that I finished the series, but I am happy to have my life back!!! Who would have thought that *reading* could be so addicting and time consuming???? I'm so glad I didn't start reading this saga until the last week of school! (It did interfere with my finals, but only a little bit)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-2987647084921100855?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/2987647084921100855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=2987647084921100855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/2987647084921100855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/2987647084921100855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-first.html' title='Another First...'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-5940701135405244962</id><published>2008-12-07T09:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T19:41:41.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad, &amp; The Ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/i4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 438px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/i4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECAP on yesterday's GAME DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's start with the bad news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE BAD NEWS&lt;/span&gt;: UCLA lost (althought it was expected being that USC does have a better football team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GOOD NEWS&lt;/span&gt;: Ron and I had the time of our lives!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 426px; height: 319px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/i.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest highlight from yesterday's game was right after halftime. The stadium started blaring "the song that they always play at soccer matches" according to Ron.  At first some of the USC players started dancing on their sideline. Then the the whole team slowly started shifting towards the middle of the field. Next thing you knew, the entire UCLA team proceeded to meet them half way. With the intensity of the crowd, and the music that seemed all too befitting, it seemed as if I were watching a commerical!! The spectacle of it all (plus sitting in Row 3!) and the whole HYPE AND ENERGY that comes with RIVAL GAMES WAS AWESOME! Like I said, felt stuff you'd see in a commercial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/i2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 380px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/i2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;i wished i had my camera on video mode. this scene was too tight for words!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;br /&gt;as for the UGLY NEWS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE UGLY NEWS:&lt;/span&gt; I'd have to say would refer to Oscar De La Hoya's face after 8 lopsided rounds in the ring with Manny Pacquaio! Damn De La Hoya's height ain't got nothing on the PacMan! Oscar came entered the ring with his game face on compared to Pacquaio walking in with all smiles! He said this fight was "personal" but he sure failed to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;show it&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.usatoday.net/sports/_photos/2008/12/06/boxing-topper.jpg" /&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/7443644299949769720-5940701135405244962?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/5940701135405244962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=5940701135405244962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5940701135405244962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5940701135405244962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-bad-ugly.html' title='The Good, The Bad, &amp; The Ugly'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-5355188031694179569</id><published>2008-12-03T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T11:16:52.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>There's Something About Mary!</title><content type='html'>The youngest member of the Cruz family will be turning 18 next year!! My cousin MM (real name: Mary Michael, yes i think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tita&lt;/span&gt; Erma &amp;amp; Tito Dennis had hoped for a boy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;!) and her family are planning her traditional Filipino debut to be held in March. Over dinner a few weeks back, my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tita&lt;/span&gt; Erma had mentioned that she wanted pictures of MM taken with her dog Booger (yes, Booger..) for a "Something About Mary" theme. Being that photography has always been a long time hobby, I told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tita&lt;/span&gt; Erma, that I'd be more than happy to do it!!! It also gave me an excuse to try out and play with some lenses! Besides my brother and Ron, MM is actually the very first person that's ever been my model! Gotta love family for being so willing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how much MM has grown right before my eyes. I remember back in the day when I use to give her hugs and say, "My MM!!!" and she'd reply, "My Ate!!!"  Now she's talking about college applications! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cRAzY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm still working on my steady hand and being cognizant of my environment so bear with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet Booger!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think he was getting fed up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tita&lt;/span&gt; Erma placing bandages around him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm21.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First stop, downtown San Diego!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MM was shy but it didn't matter, she's naturally photogenic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 544px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm17.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Booger was one HOT DOG! he got compliments like, "WOW the Target dog!", "Wow, the Budweiser dog!," and "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aWwW&lt;/span&gt; what happened to your dog?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 610px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm19.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm9.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Change of location and outfit! Balboa Park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I liked this picture not only because of the lighting, but because of Ron in the background. He was lens man, video cameraman, driver, dog baby sitter, bag holder, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pooper&lt;/span&gt; scooper!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ron says me and MM have the same eye shape... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; ! Only hers a little bigger and her eye color is lighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm11.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm12.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Camouflage&lt;/span&gt;! The only thing that bothers me about this pic is the shadow across her face.. oh well, still learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm13.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's Something About Mary!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm14.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't MM's face scream, "I LOVE HANGING OUT WITH ATE!!!" ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 600px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm18.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 575px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/MM/bmm23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-5355188031694179569?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/5355188031694179569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=5355188031694179569' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5355188031694179569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5355188031694179569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-something-about-mary.html' title='There&apos;s Something About Mary!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-7091819097036635221</id><published>2008-11-15T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T20:04:35.112-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Waiting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SR-S_cfuhzI/AAAAAAAAABY/BJtRNUolP48/s1600-h/map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 827px; height: 464px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SR-S_cfuhzI/AAAAAAAAABY/BJtRNUolP48/s400/map.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269091707725449010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;*click the top image, it'll come out clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57 Freeway Closed between Pathfinder and Lambert.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really nervous and worried about our condo since Lambert Road is literally our street address. Although the Brea fires are somewhat small compared to the Corona/YorbaLinda/Anaheim fires, we've seen how devasting and quickly it could start sweeping through the cities.  Currently we're in Corona by chance of luck being that today was my work day at Kaiser Riverside and Ron was at a study group in Chino Hills. As silly as it sounds, we're gonna try to head back to collect some important items from our home. We called our neighbors and they've assured us that no evacuation orders have yet been initiated. But  just about 4 miles down our street, they've already mandated evacuation for those residents off of Lambert and Brea Blvd (the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;periwinkle blue&lt;/span&gt; colored areas on the map). It doesnt help also that the Santa Ana winds  also heading west.... My parents' two houses in Corona were both spared since the Corona fires started around the Green River exit (more west and close to Yorba Linda). Currently my parents are literally stuck on the 91 Freeway because the police have closed the freeway after the 55 junction. So far, all I know is that it's going to be a long night. It's 8pm here and so far we've heard that All the fires are at Zero Containment.. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From http://calfire.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Start south of Olinda Landfill, Yorba Linda - Carbon Canyon area.&lt;br /&gt;This may become a major fire and merge with the "Freeway fire".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt; 15:00hrs - Fire heading into La Habra Heights, North of Lambert west of 57 Freeway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update: &lt;/span&gt;Fire has crossed Hwy 57 to the west side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt; 13:00hrs -Now a Major fire also known as "Brea Fire"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Immediate structure threats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Location:&lt;/span&gt;  Near city of Brea - 3 miles to the Northwest of Yorba Linda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IC:&lt;/span&gt; Landfill IC - IC staging at Carbon Canyon Regional Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comms: &lt;/span&gt;Command on 5F [TG:2992]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cause: &lt;/span&gt;Uknown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-7091819097036635221?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/7091819097036635221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=7091819097036635221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7091819097036635221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/7091819097036635221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/11/waiting.html' title='Waiting....'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SR-S_cfuhzI/AAAAAAAAABY/BJtRNUolP48/s72-c/map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4579533842369050426</id><published>2008-11-08T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:26:34.466-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Changeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/img.movies.yahoo.com/ymv/us/img/hv/photo/movie_pix/universal_pictures/changeling/changeling_galleryposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/img.movies.yahoo.com/ymv/us/img/hv/photo/movie_pix/universal_pictures/changeling/changeling_galleryposter.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm an avid movie watcher (If you've meet my dad, you'd know why), but there's only a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;select&lt;/span&gt; few that come across as my top favorites. Changeling is now one of them. The plot of the movie IS a true story rather than being *based* on a true story (I looked up all the facts after I got home! And I STILL can't believe all these events went down!).  The director, Clint Eastwood did such a phenomenal job captivating my interest and emotions all together.  My heart was pounding during certain scenes! And all these actors/actresses were so convincing! I was literally glued to my seat, sympathetic with Angelina Jolie's character, Christine Collins, hateful towards the LAPD, and fearful of the real *bad guy*. What made the story even more compelling was how close it hit to home-- with the mentioning cities of Los Angeles, Riverside, Hesperia, and "Wineville." Wait til you find truth out about Wineville.  Anyways, I'd hate to hype up a movie only to disappoint any of you, so I'll leave it at that and just strongly suggest that you watch it. It is a long movie (over 2 hours) and it does start out kinda slow, but it was definitely worth watching! Also just to add, I was never aware of the *changeling events* prior to watching the movie, so that probably played a big factor, since I didn't know exactly how everything was going to turn out! So my advice-- try watching the movie first before researching the story behind Changeling =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4579533842369050426?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4579533842369050426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4579533842369050426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4579533842369050426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4579533842369050426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/11/changeling.html' title='Changeling'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4602536728999283684</id><published>2008-11-05T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:21:17.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Election Day!</title><content type='html'>Ever since I was old enough to participate in an election vote four years ago, I made it my privileged right and duty to vote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in person&lt;/span&gt;, whenever I could. There was something deeply patriotic about physically walking into a polling location and casting my vote behind a screen. This year I knew had to resort to an absentee ballot because Tuesday was a school day. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;looong&lt;/span&gt; school day at that.  But for some unknown reason, I never got my absentee ballot. As a normal Tuesday routine, Ron and I left La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Habra&lt;/span&gt; at 5:00am to beat the LA traffic. My last class didn't end til 7pm and my home polling place was said to close at 8pm.  I asked my instructor for permission to leave at 6:30pm and she gladly urged that I do so.  Despite the earlier departure from UCLA, Ron and I made it home 10 minutes before our polling place closed. All that scrambling to exercise my right and let my voice be heard!! And yet, I still ponder as to why many Americans could care less about voting when only a few decades ago, this very right was denied to all women and minorities... Again, voting isn't an obligation nor a right, it's a privilege!! But I'll get off that soap box now that the election is over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honesty, I didn't vote for Barack Obama (although I didn't have a doubt that he'd win). With a militaristic family of uncles and grandpa, I had strongly been influenced to be a Republican all my life. But I can say that I am quite impressed with the man. Although I was very skeptic about his experience, I must credit him for being a charismatic orator, whose very image yells out "hope," dreams," and of course, "change."  It's amazing to think how far America has come and "grown up," and to also realize that we all witnessed a day that would be told in school teachings and government class from this day forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for John McCain, I feel bad for the man-- but I generally feel bad for anybody that loses. I remember that feeling of losing in an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ASB&lt;/span&gt; election in 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade, and although I was only a pip-squeak, losing really just sucks.  McCain's concession speech was very heart felt. You can't help but toss your hat up in respect for a man who served and loved his country the way he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Barack Obama is obviously entering the White House during a bad time-- inheriting two wars and a financial crisis is to say the least! I am optimistic to all his new and fresh ideas in reshaping America. I just hope that he's able to do it all and fix the mess that was left for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4602536728999283684?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4602536728999283684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4602536728999283684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4602536728999283684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4602536728999283684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-day.html' title='Election Day!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3971949133534305086</id><published>2008-10-26T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:50:16.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Love Story in Stop Motion</title><content type='html'>A short love story in stop motion by Carlos Lascano, shared from my buddy Freddy Burgos (animator friend)! Watch it! It's not only beautiful, it's COOL! The lighting is awesome! (you gotta turn off my music from my playlist though). Looks really spiffy on my new iMac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt; &lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt; &lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=877053&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt; &lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=877053&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/877053?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=877053"&gt;A SHORT LOVE STORY IN STOP MOTION&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/carloslascano?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=877053"&gt;Carlos Lascano&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com?pg=embed&amp;amp;sec=877053"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3971949133534305086?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3971949133534305086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3971949133534305086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3971949133534305086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3971949133534305086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/10/short-love-story-in-stop-motion.html' title='A Short Love Story in Stop Motion'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4516597121181003172</id><published>2008-10-17T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:38:37.729-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Just Living My Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"So keep on getting your paper&lt;br /&gt;and keep on climbing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Look in the mirror and keep on shining &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Till the game ends, 'till the clock stops  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We gonna post up on the top spot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living the life, the life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a brand new city,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got my whole team with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The life, my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I do what I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living the life, the life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will never lose out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The life, my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm not stopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Rihanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now week 4 of grad school and I've been M.I.A from the Inland Empire.  I've given away a majority of my shifts at Kaiser and even pulled out a vacation week for this weekend. No, school isn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thaaaat&lt;/span&gt; bad. In fact it's quite the opposite! Well, let me rephrase that... grad school so far &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has&lt;/span&gt; been busy, but it's totally do-able! What has actually been keeping me on my toes is my involvement in non academic related activities!  On top of school courses, I've also enrolled into a Photography class and a Photoshop class to balance out the school work. I started those classes back in September and expect to end in mid November.  It's a coping strategy that keeps my sanity in check. My Yin and My Yang: The harmony between the operational and concrete left side of my brain, with warm and fuzzy abstracts of the right side of my brain.  Usually, I take a dance class or a gym class to tantalize the creativity seeking side of my brain, but this time I decided to fine tune and dig deeper into some favorite hobbies. I must confess though, that my body has been suffering because of it. Inside there's a trimmed fit girl screaming for attention... But I have been keeping her quiet with cupcakes and cookies. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait til next quarter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, UCLA has been non stop with the endless opportunities and resources! Everytime I see a flier advertising something new, I just want to dive right in!! Call me cRaZy, but I'm thoroughly enjoying each favorable circumstance that comes my way! This weekend its an intensive 4 day medical spanish course for MSN students! It's been an rewarding experience to actually make the most of what my instituition has to offer. I haven't been this involved in school since high school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for work, I'll be returning to Kaiser (in the flu clinic) on Oct 24 and will be back in the actual unit on Oct 31 (i miss my peeps!).  As for my per diem position at Children's Hospital in Orange County, I start November 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! AND DONT FORGET TO VOTE NOVEMBER 4th!!&lt;br /&gt;For those who arent registered in the State of California, Oct 20 is the absolute last day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lastly.... for your enjoyment... one of the best Nike Commercials. Leave Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlXRengzZoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jlXRengzZoc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4516597121181003172?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4516597121181003172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4516597121181003172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4516597121181003172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4516597121181003172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-living-my-life.html' title='Just Living My Life...'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-5873414479739457424</id><published>2008-10-08T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:29:03.934-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>ONE YEAR... 10.06.08 and the Cake Tradition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0f5LK4HHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fFaI3erL9Zs/s1600-h/kArann+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0f5LK4HHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fFaI3erL9Zs/s400/kArann+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254891407322651762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Ever since I was a baby girl I had a dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cinderella themed, crazy as it seems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Always knew that deep inside that there would come a day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That I would have to wait, make so many mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I couldn't comprehend as I watched it unfold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This classic story told, I left it in the cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking through an open door that led me back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Each one unlocking more of the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally stopped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trippin&lt;/span&gt;' on my youth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally got lost inside of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally know that I needed to grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And finally my mate has met my soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now my destiny can begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though we will have our differences&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something strange and new is happening&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now my life doesn't seem so bad,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's the best that I ever had,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;give my love to him finally..."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fergie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 10.06.07, I married my best friend. A year later, I found myself awake bright and early in preparation for a job interview at CHOC. Ron was already at school for the day and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; help but look at the clock and reminisce the motions and emotions I went through during the exact same time last year.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We were all getting our hair and makeup done at this time, and I was in desperate need of a razor to shave my legs! Okay, and every girl needs to go down in groups of 2 or 3 to get free breakfast at the hotel restaurant.. we cant make it obvious that we had 11 people in the room! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, I wonder what we're going to eat for lunch? WHERE is the wedding planner?! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt;, you started your period?! Damn mother nature!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;, i wonder what the guys are doing...  &lt;/span&gt;*sigh* The year aged memories seriously &lt;span&gt;felt as if they were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just yesterday&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNcUleCp19E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNcUleCp19E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy to think how fast a year went. For our honeymoon we went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jammin&lt;/span&gt;' in Jamaica and upon returning to the US, both applied to Grad Schools. In December we visited New York for the first time, only to receive a surprise email from one of Rachael Ray's producers which eventually led us back to New York to perform our wedding dance on national TV! We were also interviewed and debuted on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Balitang&lt;/span&gt; America for the Rachael Ray experience. In late February, we both found out that we got accepted into our first choice graduate programs. During the months of March and April we both worked HARD and non stop overtime to pay off our credit card bills from the wedding which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;amouted&lt;/span&gt; to just about $30,000. By the end of April, all credit cards were paid off!!! (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;HUUUUGE&lt;/span&gt; RELIEF! and yes! if we could do it, so could you!) As a reward to ourselves for the hard work paid off, we went on a mini get away to Santa Barbara for a wine tasting experience. In June we planned one last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hooorah&lt;/span&gt; before grad school in the Big Island of Hawaii and in August we made a spontaneous decision to drive to San Francisco for a day. Our days now are filled with school, school, and oh yes, more school for the next two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of our loved ones had weddings we attended to this year and we mourned the passing of our dog Stitch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Lolo&lt;/span&gt; Roding and Che Still. This year also marked a celebration of youth as I partied it up with with my Throwback 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;: 80s style! Ron and I also retired our old cars and got newer, more reliable vehicles. And we both parted ways from UCI Medical Center upon returning to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, my parents treated us out to Ruth Chris for some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; anniversary fine dining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our 1st anniversary together having a quiet dinner, indulging in our wedding cake (for tradition's sake!) that the Great Dane bakery presented us with as a 1 year gift, and watching our wedding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dvd&lt;/span&gt;. And despite all that has happened this year, it still feels like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only yesterday&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0jOXajPcI/AAAAAAAAABI/l2FfF6vXEeM/s1600-h/ann10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0jOXajPcI/AAAAAAAAABI/l2FfF6vXEeM/s400/ann10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254895069921754562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1st year compliments of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the Great Dane bakery&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Our wedding cake top layer!&lt;br /&gt;Below is a picture of our&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; actual&lt;/span&gt; wedding cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/44/l_d42a7ffc0802428d9cbd7e451c71c5ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 399px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/44/l_d42a7ffc0802428d9cbd7e451c71c5ad.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST A SIDE NOTE: &lt;/span&gt;since i live for and value traditions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; one-year anniversary&lt;/span&gt; is the final rite of incorporation that closes the circle of the wedding journey. What began with the proposal or the decision to marry now comes to completion with this final rite. In our culture, the act of incorporation is materially symbolized by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eating the leftover wedding cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tradition instructs the bride and groom to freeze the top layer of the cake so that it can be eaten on the one-year anniversary. The ritual of eating is a primary rite of incorporation in nearly every culture around the world. Partaking of the cake that was baked a year before is a way to bring the year into the body, come full circle, and complete a process that began with the engagement."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fortunately for us, the bakery we chose, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great Dane&lt;/span&gt; (highly recommend them by the way!) offered to bake us the top layer of our wedding cake as a gift for our 1st year! Same flavors and everything! Sure beats year old frozen cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"He makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up... just one touch.." _ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Neyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, from the jitters of cold feet to wedding rings, I am very fortunate to have you in my life. You have been the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;shouldar&lt;/span&gt; to cry on, the antidote to my venom, the tickle to my fancy, and yes, the wind beneath my wings. You've enabled me to believe in second chances and search for the good in all people.  And when times do get rough and hurtful, just you being there assures me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; more than enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;everything's&lt;/span&gt; going to be alright. I know I could survive anything because of you... You have been that blessing in my life, and I thank God everyday for allowing us to cross paths.  I'm looking forward to the next 50 years and then some! I love you with all my heart! My sexy love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;just me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;wifey&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;kristine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0iPYv8fOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/C_JO0FsgKyw/s1600-h/ann11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0iPYv8fOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/C_JO0FsgKyw/s400/ann11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254893987948166370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0jo7aJ_LI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hGS9soEZarE/s1600-h/ann2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0jo7aJ_LI/AAAAAAAAABQ/hGS9soEZarE/s400/ann2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254895526260374706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0hfiAfIlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CsT5lfUPGQg/s1600-h/ann8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0hfiAfIlI/AAAAAAAAAAw/CsT5lfUPGQg/s400/ann8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254893165799744082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what's an anniversary without a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;somethin&lt;/span&gt;' ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You and me together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Through the days and nights &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; worry cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Everythings&lt;/span&gt; gonna be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; People keep talking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; They can say what they like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But all I know is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;everything's&lt;/span&gt; gonna be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No one no one no one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Can get in the way of what I feel for you..."&lt;br /&gt;- Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;* &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On another side note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: CHOC called me the very next day after my interview offering me the per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;diem&lt;/span&gt; breaker position! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt; excited for the short flexible hours!&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/7443644299949769720-5873414479739457424?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/5873414479739457424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=5873414479739457424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5873414479739457424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/5873414479739457424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-year-100608.html' title='ONE YEAR... 10.06.08 and the Cake Tradition!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_152xCmmJfBs/SO0f5LK4HHI/AAAAAAAAAAo/fFaI3erL9Zs/s72-c/kArann+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-1047441083706162062</id><published>2008-10-01T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:08:05.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Don't Vote</title><content type='html'>JK, you NEED to vote. it drives me CRAZY when people say they aren't voting! WHY WOULDN'T YOU?! Just watch this message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vtHwWReGU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0vtHwWReGU0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-1047441083706162062?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/1047441083706162062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=1047441083706162062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1047441083706162062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1047441083706162062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-vote.html' title='Don&apos;t Vote'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-3721550709654139352</id><published>2008-09-28T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:31:02.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Paying Respects... RIP Che Still</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Ron and I drove to Corona and attended the funeral services for my childhood friend, Charles "Che" Still. Che had been in the plane crash that critically injured Travis Barker and DJ AM while claiming the lives of 3 others. I remember reading about the crash the day it happened, but was unaware that Che was involved until later that night when myspace bulletins started pouring in seeking confirmation as to whether or not Che was one of the four that perished. News articles mentioned that a "Charles Still, 25 of Los Angeles, CA" had died, but we had all hoped and prayed that it wasn't Che. My heart sank when the truth settled in the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, this has been a year of loss. First my dog Stitch at the beginning of year, then my Lolo (Grandpa) Roding, followed by my brother's good friend Kevin Hickman, then four of my coworkers losing two moms, a dad and a nephew, to Riverside's Harvest pastor losing his son in a car crash, and now this.  I couldn't believe how much loss, sorrow, and mourning has occured in the past 9 months of 2008. I really hope that this is it for this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially, I contemplated about whether or not to attend Che's services. We had lost touch in high school when he decided to attend Centennial instead of La Sierra. Even though we'd see each other during high school games, it still felt sort of awkward. But something inside of me felt so strongly about paying my respects. Besides, this was a last goodbye. Even at a such a young age, I knew Che was genuinely a good person at heart. He was kind, loyal, and most importantly, a dependable individual.  He fit the definition of what it was to be a great friend and it didnt surprise me one bit when others at the funeral described him in the same fashion.  I was only 12 when I met him at Arizona Intermediate (representing track A!!) but I'll never forgot that warm personality he possessed. We kept in touch briefly during our post high school years (thanks to myspace) and you couldnt help but appreciate the fact (atleast in this situation) that some people just never change. Even when he befriended Travis Barker, it didnt change the person that he was deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I was able to pay my respects. I realized it was silly to feel awkward because the whole point of a funeral is to pay your respects, say your final goodbyes, and most importantly celebrate someone's life and thank them for crossing your path.  You never forget a great person or how they impacted your lives.  It's just so sad that many good people meet with their Creators so suddently (RIP also to Leo Lydon). I just hope that when my time comes, that I've atleast made half the positive impact on my loved ones the way Che and Leo made on theirs. If there's one thing I realized, (and this is coming from the remarks of one of Che's guests) its that death doesnt care about anybody. You need to accept all your regrets and move on. Any beef you have with your friends or family needs to be squashed, because tomorrow you could be in that casket. Just remember... death doesnt care about anybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest In Paradise Friends. Till we meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-3721550709654139352?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/3721550709654139352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=3721550709654139352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3721550709654139352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/3721550709654139352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/paying-respects-rip-che-still.html' title='Paying Respects... RIP Che Still'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4406875592860894523</id><published>2008-09-27T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T21:02:33.269-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/22/l_7c26833b8218457ba446986258a50f96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 339px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/22/l_7c26833b8218457ba446986258a50f96.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Ron's 28th birthday! Being the busy bee he is, I initially just planned for a quiet dinner for the both of us. Besides he had school yesterday in Pasadena until about 12pm and his family was unable to make it for dinner anyways. My parents however felt the need to give us a break and treat us out. I think a large part of it has to do with the fact that I revamped my dad's website over the weekend. hehe! just kidding! Actually, I honestly think my parents DID feel that the kiddies (myself, ron, and ejay) DID NEED a break from all the books and work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after Ejay got home from school around 430ish, they swooped up Ron and I from La Habra and took the fam out to Redondo Beach. The spot had been a regular "date" weekend getaway for mom &amp;amp; dad, and now they were finally bringing us there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a new experience for me, and one I thoroughly enjoyed! I was tickled at the fact that you picked your live catch and had them cook it. I also couldnt believe how many people had set up to go fishing that night on the pier! The pier shops also consisted of bars, arcades, ice cream parlors, and best of all, a restaurant (i think?) called "quality seafood." Alls I can say is, RED LOBSTER AINT GOT NOTHING ON THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/29/l_0a617d2cc4824a12be4a3a61054194e0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 508px; height: 339px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/29/l_0a617d2cc4824a12be4a3a61054194e0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/56/l_fb6624f537c74493a94c7b31f300ad0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 512px; height: 340px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/56/l_fb6624f537c74493a94c7b31f300ad0a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/13/l_4dbff749eee64d53bdd8e88f1cb1fe78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/13/l_4dbff749eee64d53bdd8e88f1cb1fe78.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/20/l_1034622e3f404881b5da5621f0c02528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 487px; height: 325px;" src="http://c1.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/20/l_1034622e3f404881b5da5621f0c02528.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/46/l_adf86fb5587e4e37b9e6268623fc2059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 486px; height: 324px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/46/l_adf86fb5587e4e37b9e6268623fc2059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ron's "bday cake" OOh YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all we ate 2 lobsters, 1 crab, a pan of shrimp, that big fish Ron picked out, coleslaw, potato salad, macaroni salad, rice, corn on the cob, and coke! The  only thing we had left over was 2 corns on the cob and one full side of the fish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, Ron and I were in awe of the feast! We had laid newspapers provided by the market on the table, ate with our hands off paper plates, and had my mom cracking open our lobsters and crab (she's a pro!)! It was out of the norm to for us to be doing that in public. But at that particular place, everyone was doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done grubbin' we strolled the pier to walk off big meal. Talk about quality bonding time, we sure told alot of stories! For dessert, we had engulfed our faces in some fresh baked churros from this bakery on the pier!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/42/l_a7779564eb514e49a33bd4ffe2bbf805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 504px; height: 336px;" src="http://c2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/42/l_a7779564eb514e49a33bd4ffe2bbf805.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then ended the night back at our condo in La Habra to finish off the presidential debate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I love being a California Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/21/l_47dfd038fa7c4db6b6599318f6263d52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 428px;" src="http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/21/l_47dfd038fa7c4db6b6599318f6263d52.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Ron!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4406875592860894523?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4406875592860894523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4406875592860894523' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4406875592860894523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4406875592860894523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-ron.html' title='Happy Birthday Ron!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-8285148807746701561</id><published>2008-09-23T14:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T15:28:37.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrations'/><title type='text'>Congratulations to Janine and Reyno!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/35/l_fa88050fb32040ae95d1dd7622316b7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/35/l_fa88050fb32040ae95d1dd7622316b7b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This past Sunday (09.21.08), Ron and I attended Janine &amp;amp; Reyno's Wedding Celebration! It seemed like a long time coming due to their 2 year engagement, but they they finally made it! These two share a funny story as to how they first met and fell in love. "Three and half years ago, it all started at CLUB SILK." It took one song, for Janine and Reyno to "shake it like a salt shaker," and the rest was history... that is of course, after Janine bought Reyno a draaank. Hehe!   These two were made for each other... they compliment one another effortlessly. And their wedding agenda matched their personalites to the tee! Congrats to Janine and Reyno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cRaZy how time seems to fly on by...&lt;br /&gt;Besides celebrating the love that these two people have for each other, it was great to see old familar riverside faces. Good ol' Corona/Riverside.. no matter what, you'll always be home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-8285148807746701561?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/8285148807746701561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=8285148807746701561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/8285148807746701561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/8285148807746701561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/congratulations-to-janine-and-reyno.html' title='Congratulations to Janine and Reyno!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-9038665665891652257</id><published>2008-09-20T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T15:34:11.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>First Day of School!!</title><content type='html'>Ever since I set up my UCLA email account back in August, the emails of opportunities have been literally never ending!  One of these opportunities was a pilot graduate course which I started this past Thursday. For medical students, it was a course they were already required to take. But, for the Advanced Practice Nurse, it was a pilot program which allowed for integrated interdisciplinary instruction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I was a bit curious as to how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;concoction&lt;/span&gt; would work. I've dealt with residents in the hospitals before, but never have I been in a class with MD students (who weren't even residents yet). Plus each course roster purposely consisted of only 10 students!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The class discussion unleashed the human side in all of us.  I thought about my cousin, Ate Jennifer, who is also in medical school and wondered if she felt the same way these medical students felt: confused, fatigued, and uncertain.  Unlike the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MDs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the class, the RNs have already been exposed to various clinical experiences and have been fitted into our specialty shoes.  Our graduate school experience was designed to build upon our specialty, not take rotations to find that "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think this is going to be an enriching experience. My intimate group of 10 were all unique, kind, and welcoming.  I guess this is what everyone refers to when they talk about UCLA and networking. It was amazing to discover that 6 students came from different parts of the US, while 2 students came from different countries.  I guess its a little bit nerdy of me to say but, just like five year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;old kids&lt;/span&gt; are excited for their first day in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt;, I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; excited for my educational experience here at UCLA! Go Bruins :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-9038665665891652257?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/9038665665891652257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=9038665665891652257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/9038665665891652257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/9038665665891652257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4588941356933830847</id><published>2008-09-19T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:47:08.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog Spot dot Com</title><content type='html'>Adios Wordpress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I fancied the sleek, modern, and professional feel of this host site, the shoe size was just too tight of a fit!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Being the dork I am, I cursed at the computer monitor whenever wordpress restricted me from posting! I couldn’t embed youtube videos or music. Posting pics alone was a hassle because it required that you open a separate window rather than just input the damn host url into the readily provided html box.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now I’m sure there’s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sooome way&lt;/span&gt; to go around all over of this, but you could hold your secret dearly! Quite frankly I don’t have time for that lecture let alone blogging as it is!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Therefore I’ve migrated to blogspot with an instant sigh of relief. Ahhhh yesss... so USER FRIENDLY. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;My life is complicated enough as it is to worry about the technicalities of blogging. I just want to write and press publish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thank you blog spot for being so friendly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4588941356933830847?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4588941356933830847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4588941356933830847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4588941356933830847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4588941356933830847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/adios-wordpress-although-i-fancied.html' title='Hello Blog Spot dot Com'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-6152233020791206109</id><published>2008-09-16T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:10:11.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in Political Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is probably one of the funniest Saturday Night Live skits I've seen! I just had to post it and share! It's the Saturday Night Live Skit featuring Tina Fey as Sarah Palin and Amy Poehler as Hillary Clinton! It's amazing what our government has come to... women now becoming bigger players in the White House. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd3b64ddb82bd0/48cd0cf97d529c95/be940ef3" id="W4727a250e66f972348cd3b64ddb82bd0" width="384" height="283"&gt;&lt;param value="http://widgets.nbc.com/o/4727a250e66f9723/48cd3b64ddb82bd0/48cd0cf97d529c95/be940ef3" name="movie"&gt;&lt;param value="transparent" name="wmode"&gt;&lt;param value="all" name="allowNetworking"&gt;&lt;param value="always" name="allowScriptAccess"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-6152233020791206109?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/6152233020791206109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=6152233020791206109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6152233020791206109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6152233020791206109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/all-in-political-fun.html' title='All in Political Fun!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4794392183085454813</id><published>2008-09-07T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:03:11.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Stepping Out of the Dark Side...</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;  Normal 0   false false false        MicrosoftInternetExplorer4  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This morning I finished my last ever “required” night shift from&lt;a href="http://www.healthcare.uci.edu/mc.asp"&gt; UCIMC&lt;/a&gt;! I’m so relieved to finally venture into the day“light” and live like a “normal person!!” But yet the feeling is oh so bittersweet. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love the principles that this institution has set forth, such as the research basis for patient care and evidence based practice; I just couldn’t juggle the nocturnal lifestyle while pursing my academic goals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I’ll really miss this place! My supervisor and manager were very supportive and accommodating, and my coworkers were some of my first friends that I made in Orange County. I’ll also miss the nursing autonomy that was rightfully respected due to &lt;a href="http://www.lancastergeneral.org/content/magnet.htm"&gt;Magnet Hospital recognition&lt;/a&gt;, as well as the cohesiveness and willingness to help from my colleagues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm pretty sure that if I would have anywhere else, I would have comfortably settled within my role as a bedside nurse. Instead, Practice Council and NANN involvement have broadened my perspective on how I could better build upon my practice to become a safer RN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks UCIMC for the great foundation and opportunities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;**And to everyone out there, always appreciate your nocturnal workforce. No matter what anyone says, it is so hard on the body and mind. The lack of true deep rem sleep will leave you discombobulated and even worse, cranky (not to mention, the toll it takes on your skin!). Even if you’re responsibility free and able to squeeze in 6+ hours of “recovery” sleep during the day, you STILL wake up feeling like you have just been up all night! Then there’s the following night off when you’re unable to sleep! So again, appreciate the nocturnal workforce. It’s hard enough having to do your job; but it’s even harder when your body is screaming for a comfy bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4794392183085454813?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4794392183085454813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4794392183085454813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4794392183085454813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4794392183085454813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/stepping-out-of-dark-side.html' title='Stepping Out of the Dark Side...'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-2626592306034668901</id><published>2008-09-06T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:02:53.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Feeling Lucky &amp; Going with the Beat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;  Normal 0   false false false        MicrosoftInternetExplorer4  &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;   &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt;--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[sound trippin' to ]] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason Mraz &amp;amp; Colbie Caillat: &lt;strong&gt;Lucky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ron has only been in school for a week and I’ve already lost him…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I remember back during our very first club outing at Desert Rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My friends met up with his friends at Casino Morongo and before we knew it, we were getting down on the dance floor! Ron, being far from a shy guy, was trying to impress me with his dance moves. Well it worked and I was immensely captivated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;His interpretation of the body roll was smooth, but oh so awkward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He was trying though, making love to the beat but I couldn’t stop giggling at how funny, I mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;cute&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; it was!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; But hey! That dance trick did catch my attention, as well as one of Rachael Ray’s associate producers! So yes, ladies and gentlemen, my husband is super cool with his signature dance move: the body roll. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Hollllllla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now, the music has changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; That stage stealing mistress of his, “Annie Sthesia,” has already seduced him into routine and she’s made it very clear that only two can tango. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; So for now, Ron’s dance card is full. It’s been somewhat of a difficult transition, having him gone five days a week, when we were so use to having four days off from our working schedule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We’ve had a few fights and quarrels during the adjustment, none of which lasted that long obviously. You see, I’ve always believed that God works in mysterious ways. At the end of the week, He reminded me of how “lucky” I am when Angela (mommy to be!) posted this song up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"They don't know how long it takes,&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a love like this,&lt;br /&gt;Every time we say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;I wish we had one more kiss,&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait for you I promise you, I will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have been where I have been,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm lucky we're in love in every way,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to have stayed where we have stayed,&lt;br /&gt;Lucky to be coming home someday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jason Mraz feat. Colbie Caillat: Lucky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So Miss Annie Sthesia, I’ll let you cut in for this dance. But come August 2010, just like JT brought Sexy Back, Ronald Rea Tolentino Atienza is bringing the body roll back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" class="alignleft" title="Ron and I dancing on the Rachael Ray show" src="http://a982.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/82/l_0d69923cb975ac8a569ad29337fa2115.jpg" alt="" width="319" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Side note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;: I can’t believe that 11 months ago Ron and I were pronounced “Man &amp;amp; Wife.” Time has slipped right through our fingers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-2626592306034668901?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/2626592306034668901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=2626592306034668901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/2626592306034668901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/2626592306034668901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/09/feeling-lucky-going-with-beat.html' title='Feeling Lucky &amp; Going with the Beat!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-1762602042061743433</id><published>2008-08-26T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:34:02.844-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Throwback 25! 80's Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Tryna bring the 80s back, that's okaaay, that's where they made me at!" - JayZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-1.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I’m almost 100% sure that the reason why I love party planning is because of my mom. For the past 25 years, my mom has either planned or allowed me to have party of some sort in our residence.  Even when I refused a debutant's ball for my 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; birthday, she was able to convince me otherwise.  Back then, I didnt put up much of a fight, I was doing it for her.  But as I look back on it, I totally appreciate the efforts that were put forth into it.   During my wedding planning, we butted heads a few times and I had to assure her that she need not worry about anything. All she had to do was sit back and enjoy herself! It left her uneasy, but assigning the task of flowers kept her busy =) She loves to host by cooking up a storm, and it helps greatly that my dad just so happens to be a DJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So for my QUARTER CENTURY, I decided to have a THROWBACK by bringing back the 80s! I figured we’d have a celebration of youth! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I’ve never had such a “themed party” before, so I didn’t know how guests would react. But overall, I think the turnout was awesome. Everyone looked so amazing and got really creative with their outfits!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-10.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="715" /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="on down" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_JustifyCenter" title="Align Center" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 11);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.align.center.gif" alt="Align Center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-9.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="450" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;80s kids !!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Being that I’m so detailed oriented, I tried my best to incorporate a lot of 80s inspired goodies, as well as many “youthful” aspects!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-5.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;80s goodies &amp;amp; candies: Nerds, Now &amp;amp; laters, Pixy Stix, Pop Rocks, Ring Pops, Push Pops, Colorful bracelets, Glow bracelets, 80s stunna shades, &amp;amp; Rubix Cubes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-4.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PACMAN cupcakes!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-2.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tightest Birthday Cake Ever! Too bad Mario was melting!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-6.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Margarita Man came to get the party started!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-7.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We also dunked a couple punks! Hehehe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-8.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="600" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aint a celebration of youth without an astro jump!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-49.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or a cotton candy machine!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Once again, I just wanted to thank everyone who came out to celebrate with me, whether you dressed up or not, your presence there was deeply appreciated. My second favorite celebration in life would have to be that of BIRTHDAYS (weddings come first!)! I just love the whole feeling behind it and even moreso, the chance to see all your closest family and friends! I'm beginning to realize and understand that as we all get older, the opportunities to see everyone becomes less and less. So thank goodness for that one day in the year when you get to celebrate the people in your lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-15.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-13.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ate khrisna and khayla&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-11.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-12.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cruz Cousins!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-22.jpg" alt="" width="566" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dez, me, ron and grace (missing RJ)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-25.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="673" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm standing next to DMC! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-34.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fanny pak of victoville!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/fan3.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fantastic 3!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-31.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="439" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kris on the look out for Moo-Moos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-28.jpg" alt="" width="647" height="434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With BaoAnh, Adam, Irish and Jojo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-20.jpg" alt="" width="660" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duck-Cow-Chicken reunite!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-21.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="599" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me and sophia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-26.jpg" alt="" width="557" height="397" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BFF Ivan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-32.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alex, Ron and Aumnard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-46.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dustin dancing up on DeeDee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-40.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="401" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miles DJing the last hours of the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I mentioned to my guests during the blowing of the candles, this would probably be my last birthday party. Besides, what’s to look forward to now?! The decade ages I’m sure; or even when our kids start having their own parties. But I think I’ll have to save those parties for when Ron and I get our own pad, with our own yard to accommodate everyone. My parents have been so accommodating hosting all my parties, that I think its time to give our poor house a break. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="aligncenter" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/candle.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;candle time!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/mariofall.jpg" alt="" width="600" height="799" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mario's pretty much dead at this point&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Luckily for us, none of our neighbors complained about the music which went on pretty much past midnight before everyone settled down to watch the American Dream Team win the Gold in Beijing! Here are just a few dancing pics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-36.jpg" alt="" width="450" height="674" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Just Beat iiiiiiiiiiiittt! Beat iiiittt!" re-enacting the Michael Jackson video&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/25-29.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="434" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The signature Freddy move. Wish you were here Phreddy!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks again Mom and Dad for accommodating my parties pretty much for the last 25 years!! Also to my hubby Ron for encouraging all my crazy ideas and for really helping me out! Also thank you to everyone to brought food, it wasnt necessary, but thank you! Lastly Thank you yet again to all my family and friends who made me feel special on my birthday and bringing it back to the 80s!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/throwback25-80s/f4.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="434" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks Mom and Dad! The chillest, coolest and most down to earth parents ever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-1762602042061743433?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/1762602042061743433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=1762602042061743433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1762602042061743433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/1762602042061743433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-throwback-25-80s-style.html' title='My Throwback 25! 80&apos;s Style!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-6760365101103417915</id><published>2008-08-19T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:01:46.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grad school'/><title type='text'>Shut up and Drive, Drive, Drive – Rihanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" class="alignleft" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/58.jpg" alt="" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 51);"&gt;"When we are sure that we are on the right road there is no need to plan our journey too far ahead. No need to burden ourselves with doubts and fears as to the obstacles that may bar our progress. We cannot take more than one step at a time." – Orison Swett Marden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Last week, my husband ended his 3.5 year career as an RN in pursuit of becoming a CRNA (Certified Registered Nurse Anesthetist). These next two weeks will be solely dedicated to breaking in his mental engine by following a map handed to him by his coaches:The Summer Reading List. Yet, the minor road trip does not end there. As told by colleagues in his CRNA forum, this will be a journey of bumpy roads, unforeseen obstacles, constant gear shifting, but with the occasional rest stop. But if you knew my husband, you'd know that even if his fuel tank hovered just above empty, he'd still sputter like the little engine that could, ignore the blinking gas light, endure the beating, and peel out on the dirt. Pesky bugs and bird droppings ain't got nothing on this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;So in the back seat, goes the wifey while in the passenger seat lies that bitch I've yet to meet, Annie Sthesia (as dubbed by spouses of CRNA students in the CRNA forum). I don't doubt that I'll come to know and hate Miss Annie Sthesia, but I do know that she will be my husband's greatest preceptor and educator. And since I'm his number 1 fan, I can only sit tight and allow him to take in this great opportunity (and I guess also to remind him during intervals of complaints that he needs to Shut up and Drive!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:red;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;So with his change in title to jobless-broke-college student, came my promotion to the bread winning-sugar mama! For now, I can glorify in this presitigious household status even though I wont be able to work fulltime (due to my own pursuit in grad school) and our financial aid alliance with Uncle Sam. In two years however, I'm looking for some return and compensation with that very first paycheck. This is not limited but should include expensive delicacies and exotic tropical vacations! LOL! Let the two year road trip begin!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-6760365101103417915?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/6760365101103417915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=6760365101103417915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6760365101103417915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6760365101103417915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/08/shut-up-and-drive-drive-drive-rihanna.html' title='Shut up and Drive, Drive, Drive – Rihanna'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-6118829614267355595</id><published>2008-07-08T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T14:01:03.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventures'/><title type='text'>Kona, BiG iSLAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kona&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, Big Island  Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is such an amazing place! Who would have thought that such a “quiet” island would have sooo much to offer!! Initially Ron and I had planned on a Cancun trip as our last “hurrah” before grad school this fall. But instead, due to unavailability we decided to use my parents’ timeshare in Kona. The Kona Reef was convienently located on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Alii Drive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, which luckily for us, was the “happenin’ strip” and place to be!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona75.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;some friendly grafitti (not done by us!) made from white beach coral rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona76.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;more "grafitti" all along the highway!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona29.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kona Coffee is VERY BIG here as you could imagine!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona95.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona02.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona22.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona23.jpg" alt="volleyball court on Alii Drive, Sunset Plaza" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;volleyball court at Sunset Plaza, Alii Drive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This trip was different than our previous adventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; With my travel agent cap on, I decided to book all our activities before we even arrived to Hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday: June 30th, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Monday, we went on a snorkeling excursion with &lt;strong&gt;SeaQuest&lt;/strong&gt;. In all honesty, snorkeling was played out for me because I’ve done it so many times in Mexico (not to mention that I was hardly ever impressed). But this was truly different. For starters, I booked a smaller boat which carried only 12 people, rather than those huge party boats. I know my dad would have LOVED the bumpy ride throughout the open sea!! Additionally, Hawaii’s water clarity and underwater life proved to be more brilliant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; This was the first time that I have ever encountered swimming sea turtles on a snorkeling trip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The ride back was also a treat because we witnessed a pod of dolphins that came close to our “raft boat.” It tickled my fancy because the dolphins were hoppin on the waves that our boat's engines were generating! They looked like they were having fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona62.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_f7a396f8e687c78d934d27e391b1a3dd.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_d17a7a410267bac0df07db4f3907f993.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_5540c962a951b411725d6ff01b74fbf1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ron swimming into the coral! weirdo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona63.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona64.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the pod of dolphins that came by our boat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona56.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday: July 1st, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On our second day, Ron and I decided to be adventuresome and try something totally new: &lt;strong&gt;SCUBA DIVING&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; After a mini class lecture, we were fitted and on a boat to open sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; The equipment was HEAVY on the boat, but once submerged, it was literally weightless. Initially, I didn’t think I’d like scuba diving. I couldn’t program my brain to breathe orally and the initial descent shot maaaaaajor pressure pain right into my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Our instructor, Dean, was AWESOME and extremely patient. He instructed that I continually “pop my ears” for decompression. As for breathing, that would eventually come. He was right, It came alot sooner than i thought!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_1e98ec5d5a5ad97b2b2dc4a4bcf1a2c8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We did two dives at two different locations (and encountered dolphins again!), each at about a depth of 40 feet for 45 minutes. I could have gone longer but Ron was always first to run out of air! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; We learned that scuba diving females tend to breathe more efficiently than males. Ron says it’s because males have bigger lungs and body mass and therefore use up more oxygen. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_137dd847bddc7a59689e9a7fb51778ad.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;peep this great picture of merman ron!! He took the one of me below. I have yet to teach him on how to take better pictures... hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/l_8db442cf69c5f55b9eba77aeb587409f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our underwater camera almost  couldnt handle the underwater pressure!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We got done around 2pm, so we did some more Kona exploring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are some pictures from the &lt;strong&gt;Farmer's Market&lt;/strong&gt; on Alii Drive by our hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona54.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona59.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hawaiian Shaved Ice, another big thing on Kona. Can you believe this is a MEDIUM size cup?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona04.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona09.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just for you mom!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona78.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona38.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and for you dad!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday: July 2nd, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Wednesday, we hiked with a tour group to &lt;strong&gt;Volcano National Park&lt;/strong&gt; in Hilo (the opposite side of the islands). Our huge tour van housed Ron and I, plus two young honeymooners. Due to the small crowd, Matt, our tour guide customized a unique outting for us. It was a great educational experience! We were able to see &lt;strong&gt;Kilauea,&lt;/strong&gt; a volcano that has been erupting since March and producing VOG (volcanic organic gases) throughout the islands. The vog was surely obvious in Kona since the trade winds blew from Hilo to Kona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona34.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pele, goddess of fire/lava&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona06.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona24.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cute picnic at a rest stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona25.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the ONLY clear skies i've seen with no VOG! that mountain in the back is Mauna Loa, another dormant volcano (hawaiian volcanoes are dome shaped).  There are 5 volcanoes total on the Big Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona32.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;the erupting volcano of Kilauea.. not the chaotic eruptions you see on TV. Yet enough to cause VOG pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona33.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona28.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;driving to the lava flows!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona27.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on what use to be a street!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona26.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona45.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona100.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Pele's tears" aka solidified lava droplets, hard to find among the rubble. We didnt find any of "Pele's hairs" though! There was an exhibit at the visitor's museum with Pele's hair. Sorta weird and scary since it looks like real brown hair!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona21.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;inside a lava tube&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona31.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the brave hikers!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona37.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;doing our part to save the forest!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona36.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poor Ron didnt know he had to pick WEEDS while on vacation!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona35.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ginger plants are considered invasive WEEDS in the hawaiian tropics!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona15.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One of the many craters.... this one is known as "the devil's throat" it was REALLY DEEP!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona14.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what use to be a tree!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona05.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look close Mom! thats where our August birthstone, Peridot comes from!! I didnt dare steal the lava rocks. Legend has it Pele curses those who steal her lava rocks!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona07.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can sort of see steam from the lava pouring into the ocean out in the distance! we werent allowed to venture that far!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday: July 3rd, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thursday day we had some time to kill before our &lt;strong&gt;Mauna Kea&lt;/strong&gt; Summit and Stargazing adventure. We decided to hit up a &lt;em&gt;secret&lt;/em&gt; black sand beach known only by the locals. We thank Matt, our Kilauea volcano tour guide for sharing this secret!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona53.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;there was NO obvious road to lead you down there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona55.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The secret road that had no signs whatsoever indicating that it led to a beautiful beach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona16.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona18.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona44.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona08.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ron leaving his own grafitti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona40.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That night, we used the same volcanic tour company to climb and visit the&lt;strong&gt; Mauna Kea&lt;/strong&gt;, an inactive volcano that currently &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;houses the world's largest observatory for optical, infrared, and submillimeter astronomy.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The dormant volcanic mountain is considered to be the tallest mountain in the world (even taller than Mt. Everest!) since most of Mauna  Kea is below sea level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;If measured below sea level, Mauna Kea would top out at over 33,000 feet compared to Mount Everest which stands at just over 29,000 feet. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Our climb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt; was to the very top (which from sea level is 13,796 feet) where the world famous observatories were stationed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The air was much thinner so everyone was cautioned to move slowly and take deep breaths due to lack of oxygen. Before our ascent however, we had a hot picnic dinner at an abandoned sheep farm.  How romantically freaky right?! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We also met Mr and Mrs Santa Claus!!! NO LIE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona41.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona43.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona42.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona01.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona13.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona74.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona57.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mr and Mrs Santa Claus on a tropical Hawaiian vacation!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona12.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona91.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I told you it was Santa !!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The company provided us with parkas due to the cold climate at the top. Parkas?! In Hawaii?! Heck Yah!&lt;span&gt; Although Santa had jokes and commented that it was much colder in the North Pole! HAHA! He even said his sleigh was faster than our tour van! hehe! &lt;/span&gt;We made our way to the very top of Mauna Kea just as the sun began to set. This produced a spectacular array of colors which illuminated the sky. It was definitely a breathtaking site to behold. Afterwards we ventured down a couple thousand feet to do some star gazing and telescope scoping which again, was a treat in itself. Ron and I felt like we were in a planetarium. The night sky was so clear, it looked fake! But man, it was so cold up there! Unfortunately, my camera was unable to capture the night sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona88.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona72.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona65.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona79.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona70.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona71.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona10.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona67.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona68.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona11.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona39.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pretty gnarly!! i was told this was the earth's shadow behind the mountain! (notice how the bottom layer of color is darker than the other layers as opposed to the other pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday: 4th of July, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For July 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, they closed Alii Drive in the evening for the 4th of July parade. We however, decided to celebrate at a Luau. I’ve been to two different luau’s in Oahu, and I’d have to say that this Luau at Kona Villiage is by far the best one! The food was superb and authentic, and the performances were entertaining and not too drawn out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona93.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our dinner (aka lechon) from the imu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona77.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ron grrrrruuuubbbin!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona97.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona99.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our "fireworks"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At the luau, we met a couple who had gone snorkeling with the Manta Rays the night before. We had heard about this excursion, but were skeptical about swimming in the dark sea with these giant creatures. However, all the reviews had said that this activity was a MUST DO in the Big Island; and it was intriguing to hear about a first hand experience. To be honest, I was scared of the giant manta rays, and even moreso about NIGHT snorkeling (since they’re nocturnal feeders) in the DARK. Needless to say, I called the Big Island Divers right before our luau dinner to book the Manta activity the following night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday: July 5th, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was an experience I’ll never forget!!&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Six different boats full of snorkelers and scuba divers were present to partake in this spectacle. Each boat was color coded, and each snorkeler/scuba diver had a matching glow stick attached to his/her gear. Each person was also equipped with a flashlight. The scuba divers were instructed to perch on the sea floor (about 30 feet down) and shine their flash lights up, while the snorklers floated on top and shined their flashlights down.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Since Ron and I weren’t scuba certified, we had to snorkel. As a floater on top, the sea floor and clear hawaiian waters lit up like a concert stage!. Our flashlights had a dual purpose; to witness the peaceful giants and to lure in their food (Plankton and baby shrimp, aka Manta Ray food, which were attracted to the lights).&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The whole time you were in the water, you forgot that you were swimming in the dark open sea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona83.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this image was taken from the Big Island Divers website. I wanted ya'll too see how BIG the mantas were and also what i meant when i said that "the sea floor lit up like a concert stage" It was sooooo COOL!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona80.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona82.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona81.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this manta is doing a 360, and going belly up and around to feed on baby shrimp and plankton. they got sooo close!! we were told all the mantas were named based on their belly markings, which were similar to fingerprints. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Manta Rays eat by swimming in 360 degrees (going belly up and around). They got sooooooooo close to us, it was crazy! You could hear other snorkelers squealing of joy (and probably even fear).&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It literally looked like a ballet was being performed by the mantas.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;All in all, we attracted 15 manta rays.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The only downfall about being a snorkeler was the TRAFFIC on top. There were so many overly excited snorklers who were squealing, kicking, and blinding me with their flash lights! Ron and I now vow to achieve scuba certification and return to Kona to do this activity underwater! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday: July 6th, 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunday was our last day in Kona and we decided to take on the road for the last remaining hours! We hit up last minute “must see spots” before heading to the outdoor airport  of Kona. Our flight was 935pm (a red eye) with arrival to LAX at 535am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona90.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this cute coffee shack on the hillside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona49.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona48.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;view from the coffee shack's table and seating area&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here are some images from the &lt;strong&gt;Painted Church &lt;/strong&gt;aka St. Benedict's Catholic Church&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona85.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona20.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona84.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona86.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona92.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona101-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now some images from the "Place of Refuge" where ancient Hawaiians sought Sanctuary from the law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona89.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona96.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love this warning sign... lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona87.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now for the very last stop...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona50.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the outdoor airport was a new thing for me! good thing our flight was at night! imagine having to wait outdoors for our flight!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona51.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona73.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;according to Ron, "It's Wilson!" from the movie, Castaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;" class="MsoNormal" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img class="alignnone" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v290/crazy31angel/kona08/kona61.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal" face="georgia"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We arrived home at LAX at around 520 am. Hungry, we stopped by a Jack In a Box at La Mirada. PFFT! I know it aint as good as the REAL STUFF!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="arial"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This was an ammaaaaazzzzing trip and Ron and I plan on going back one day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-6118829614267355595?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/6118829614267355595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=6118829614267355595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6118829614267355595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/6118829614267355595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/07/kona-big-island.html' title='Kona, BiG iSLAND'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7443644299949769720.post-4342969748033841341</id><published>2008-07-08T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T13:13:19.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>Hello world! I've been back and forth about starting a new blog, especially since I'm not all that consistant with my &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/crazy31angel"&gt;xanga &lt;/a&gt;anymore. but oh wells, i feel that it's time for a change anyways... Especially from &lt;a href="www.xanga.com/crazy31angel"&gt;xanga&lt;/a&gt;, which blog entries illustrate an era of naivety, confusion, struggle, and downright growing up. I hope to stay current and up to date on this new blog especially since I'm now married, self sufficient, and off on my own, but again we'll see what time allows me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to my Kuya Gary who shared this wordpress site with me.  It's going to take some getting use to (since I've been a xanga user for a long time), but wordpress looks like it has more to offer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7443644299949769720-4342969748033841341?l=kristineca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/feeds/4342969748033841341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7443644299949769720&amp;postID=4342969748033841341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4342969748033841341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7443644299949769720/posts/default/4342969748033841341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristineca.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>kristine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10452833127822454242</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
