<?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-30819348</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:36:33.587+08:00</updated><category term='vanity'/><category term='business'/><category term='songs'/><category term='single-parenthood'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='mortality'/><category term='death'/><category term='rants'/><category term='relatives'/><category term='song lyrics'/><category term='book'/><category term='stupid for you lyrics'/><category term='disappointment'/><category term='kevin'/><category term='leisure'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='keziah'/><category term='inner feelings'/><category term='inner thoughts. loving'/><category term='restless'/><category term='food'/><category term='family'/><category term='beauty products'/><category term='pain'/><category term='marie digby'/><category term='video'/><category term='moo'/><category term='my song'/><category term='loving'/><category term='wellness'/><category term='health'/><category term='inner thoughts'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Peacatry</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacatreyes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30819348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacatreyes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maru</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/R-JS4g4RvlI/AAAAAAAAC9k/ZBvHEtlVKL4/S220/maruja_id.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30819348.post-834426628718283851</id><published>2008-10-22T10:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:03:56.723+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inner feelings'/><title type='text'>Miss U</title><content type='html'>i'm missing my baby. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30819348-5688129384615681321?l=peacatreyes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacatreyes.blogspot.com/feeds/5688129384615681321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30819348&amp;postID=5688129384615681321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30819348/posts/default/5688129384615681321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30819348/posts/default/5688129384615681321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacatreyes.blogspot.com/2007/05/stuffs-from-new-york.html' title='stuffs from new york'/><author><name>Maru</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/R-JS4g4RvlI/AAAAAAAAC9k/ZBvHEtlVKL4/S220/maruja_id.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/RllFiAtAtkI/AAAAAAAACXw/3IJhKBlLMUc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30819348.post-7000150961122930026</id><published>2007-05-23T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:42:32.697+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>choco crinkles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i always wanted my daughter &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keziah&lt;/span&gt; to learn and develop the interest on how to cook or bake at a very young age. if only money does not matter to me and is always available, i could have let her enrol to a cooking class so she can also be productive this summer. but since i have the knowledge in basic baking i decided to just expose her the skill by myself. i find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Choco Crinkles&lt;/span&gt; as one of easiest and simplest cookies to bake as a start up. baking together is one of the best way also to bond with my daughter. Oh yes, we had fun really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; Here's the ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/RlbX5gtAtZI/AAAAAAAACWU/r_UU4GRdSlA/s1600-h/pic20070410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/RlbX5gtAtZI/AAAAAAAACWU/r_UU4GRdSlA/s320/pic20070410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068475813683312018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1/2 cup oil&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="padding-left: 20px; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3/4 cup cocoa&lt;br /&gt;2 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;2 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mix oil, cocoa, and sugar. Blend in one egg at a time until well blended. Add vanilla. Stir flour, baking powder, and salt into oil mixture; chill several hours or overnight. Drop a teaspoon of dough into powdered sugar; roll and shape into a ball. Place 2 inches apart on greased cookie sheet. Bake 10 to 12 minutes at 350 degrees. DO NOT OVERBAKE! Makes 6 dozen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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isa sa mga hilig ko ang magbasa ng glossy magazines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/RlIurwtAtCI/AAAAAAAACTQ/YJYXlONAvTg/s1600-h/magazines.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_co7KV4HkV9A/RlIurwtAtCI/AAAAAAAACTQ/YJYXlONAvTg/s200/magazines.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067163860088173602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"&gt;hayss... isang linggo na naman ang lumipas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Nag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt;pala ako! Hahaha! Kaya pala laking-taka ko when I opened my eyes eh si Bambi (gym-owner and gym buddy ko) ang nasa harap ko. inalalayan ako ni Bambi umupo, inabutan ng tubig tsaka ko rin naramdaman yung kirot sa ulo ko at tumitindi ang sakit. Waaaaaaaah! May bukol ako. Nagpakuha agad si bambi ng ice cubes sa trainer ko kasi ang laki ng bukol sa right side ng ulo ko. At ang sakitttttt! Ganun pala ang mag pass-out. First time nangyari sa akin to. Huling exercise ko na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;sana&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; yung knee raise ng program ko for today. I'm suppose to perform 3 sets of 15 repetition. Unang set pa lang natatapos ko then pagbaba ko ng paa ko eh nakaramdam ako na medyo nahilo ako then I went pfffft!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nasa isang sulok ng gym yung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;knee raise abdominal equipment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at medyo tago. Only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 of us there sa gym kanina including the trainer at kaya pala napansin nila na nagkolaps ako kasi nasipa ko at natumba yung nakaparadang mountain bike ng trainer namin. At yun ang nakataw&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/knee%20raise%20equipment.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/320/knee%20raise%20equipment.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ag ng pansin ng pagbagsak ko. Hindi ko na yun namalayan at di ko na rin alam na tumama pala ulo ko dun leg ng equipment. For one month and 2 weeks now lagi akong malakas at ganado sa gym workout ko. Bambi noticed that I’m really strong. Halos one minute or less lang ang pahinga ko in between each set of exercises. Palagay ko naging mahina resistensya ko kanina dahil dun sa kapapanood ko ng x-rated movies nung weekend. Joke!!!!!!! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hindi uy, napuyat lang talaga ako nung Sunday nite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;3 am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;na ako nakatulog dahil sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;black coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; na ininom ko. kaya nga rin nag absent na ako kahapon sa workout ko kasi alam ko na mahina ako at di kakayanin ng katawan ko. Ang akala ko naman eh ok na ako kanina at nakabawi na ng lakas dahil sa puyat. mali ako….at eto ang napala ko…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; B-U-K-O-L!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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(esep-esep)... at bakit kaya di man lang ako nakabili ng lalaki? hmp! hahaha! minsan kasi parang palitaw tong polvoron ko eh -- lulubog, lilitaw. bah! hirap din mag negosyo noh.  so,  dun sa mga nagtatanong kung ano raket ko at nakaka-afford pa ako bumili ng prepaid internet cards ko para pang chat at pang blog ko eh eto po yung sagot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i make almost a dozen assorted flavors of polvoron: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;cookies n' cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;pineapple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;pandan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;ube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;graham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;cashew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;choco-chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;peanut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;rice crispy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;strawberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;LaFemme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ang label ng polvoron ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/polvoron3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/200/polvoron3.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/lafemme3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/200/lafemme3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/polvoron4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/200/polvoron4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/lafemme1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/200/lafemme1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/lafemme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/200/lafemme2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/1600/polvoron1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5629/3312/200/polvoron1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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