tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19261389252995046922024-03-13T20:20:36.083-07:00Behind the Pear TreesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger146125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-81968288711481153832016-01-01T15:27:00.007-08:002016-01-01T15:27:56.310-08:00"Mission" TripDisneyland and Hollywood are two main things which I associate with LA. This year though, because my husband and I got a terrible cold while tavelling there, we skipped the major attractions of LA and went to a quiet place instead <div>
<b>Mission San Juan Capistrano</b>. <div>
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Situated in Orange County, southern part of LA, it was built by the Spanish church around 1763 to introduce Christianity to Native Americans and to extend colonialism. Dual missions huh. </div>
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The gardens are beautiful. The variety of plans are native to California. Palms, citruses, bougenvilles, cacti, etc.</div>
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There were old bells hanging in ancient walls</div>
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In the spring time, the swallows are coming from Argentina to nest in the wall here. Leon Rene, the music composer wrote about it in his song : </div>
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When the Swallows come back to Capistrano. </div>
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Instead of swallows, we found hummingbirds and bees</div>
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So we took pictures in every nook and cranny. </div>
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The kids love the fountain and kois.</div>
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There are some displays and short movies inside the building as well. </div>
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It was a nice weather when we visited. Not too hot nor cold. The air was fresh. The greens were soothing for our eyes. Nice relaxing visit for two sick travellers and three bored kids.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wish to move it inside my house. My succulents are nothing compared to it</td></tr>
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I found this single maple leaf inside a brick hole in the Mission San Juan Capistrano. Made me remember the single plastic bag and leaves scene in the movie the American Dream. No tight connection whatsoever. Just found it unique.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-67930718291674039492015-11-19T09:39:00.002-08:002015-11-19T09:39:47.427-08:00My Security Blanket(s)Finding this book in the library made me thinking...<br />
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about the young version myself, finally able to read fluently at the age of 7, in the beginning of second grade. I loved it so much when the letters grouping into words, words into sentences, sentences into paragraphs, paragraphs into a story.<br />
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Visiting the school library was a very exciting event that year. I always want to read a new book. "Why do you borrow the same book ? You alredy knew the story," I said to a friend who had no idea what to borrow.<br />
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Yeah, that young version of myself is not me anymore. Now I love go back to the books which I have read. Especially those which were specials to me.<br />
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Let's start from the left, Gone Girl. I have a hard cover version, only $1 at the secondhand bookshop. I love the story of Gone Girl , a perfect girl who doesn't seem as she appears to be. I love mysteries, murders and detectives.<br />
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In my life I am a little addicted to figuring things out ( things meaning events , heart motivation, etc... deep things ). These days, I finally realize that it's okay if I don't understand about things. The outlet for me is detective novels because they have the moment when the detectives explained everything or when the mysteries finally solved.<br />
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No, I don't advise people to stop going to psychologist or trying to solve their problems by pondering deeply into their hearts. Please keep doing that, it's just for myself I usually go overboard.<br />
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Another reminder to stop myself from figuring things out is coptic binding ( another book related activity..yeah..I am into notebook making this days )<br />
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Coptic binding is a style of binding which exposes the spine of the notebook. Honestly it's hard for me. My husband is better at this loopy things, he even helped me when I started. So far I made 5 notebooks with coptic binding, I still need to look at the intructions. If I venture into figuring overboard, I remember that I still not able grasp the pattern of coptic binding. If something that simple is difficult, how difficult it is to understand the deep things in my/other's hearts.<br />
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Now go back to my books, let's look the second one, Captivating by Stacy Eldredge. This book made me cry. It helps me to understand and embarace my feminine heart. I bought this at Amazon.com.<br />
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Dunia Sophie or Sophie's World is like Philosophy 101 wrapped in a story. Very creative. During the end of my years at uni, when I was interested in philosphy I often read this book. Not a surprise huh, for a person who's addicted to figuring things out. At the end, I still don't understand about all those fancy philosophy. I asked my parents to buy it at Gramedia for me and brought it all the way from Indonesia because I lost the old one.<br />
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CS Lewis's Narnia series are a heaven for me. I love the Pevensieve kids, the adventures, the descrition of the food , the exotic places. Mostly I love Aslan. If I could meet Aslan in person, I will hug and kiss him. Carefully though, because he is not a tame lion ! I love Lewis but cannot read Tolkiens. Bought the complete set at the secondhand bookstore for a mere $2.<br />
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Rose is a biography of a lady's maid. I got it at Barnes and Noble. Why I bought it ? Because of my fondness of Downton Abbey of course. I always read biographies. I like to know why that famous person were or how he was during his childhood. Love to see the old photos . Love to see how he overcame his difficult situations. I love biography but not history.<br />
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I also love the children and juvenile books. Kiki's Delivery Service by Eiko Kadono is bought at amazon.com because I watched the anime.<br />
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Kreatif Sampai Mati by Wahyu Aditya and Creativity by Phillipe Petit are two books about creativity. I love reading about the creative process. I love to see ( in the photos mainly) the artists studios, the chefs kitchen, the designer sewing room, etc. My cousin Dwika, bought Kreatif Sampai Mati for me. Creativity was bought online at amazon.com<br />
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Last, this is a love letter from my God, which I kept reading every so often<br />
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So dear readers, let me show you where I kept my security blankets<br />
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Some people have friends, bags, clothes, paintings, kitchenwares and even real blankets, as security blankets. For me, they are books.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-44201861882206016762015-10-28T20:34:00.000-07:002015-10-28T20:34:23.524-07:00What I've Been Looking for in the Movies ( So Far )...I enjoyes cute rooms and houses which I've seen in the movies<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Her Bookstore in the same movie, could stay there forever</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Detective Monk's Apartment, envying the obsessively neat organization <br />which I know I couldn't achieve </td></tr>
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Movies are one of many things that I like to see<br />
( others are : dogs, flowers, cute downtowns, typhography, natures, food as art, paintings, and so on and so forth )<br />
These days, besides the storiestelling and the actors,<br />
there are particular things which I crave in a movie<br />
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1. The color combos<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">dusty rose,brown and grey work nicely together in Ballet Shoes, the movie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">autmn colors such terracotta, grey, brown in Not Another Happy Ending</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">red and green are predominant in the whole movie of Amelie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">mustard, green and teal in the Meryl Streep's kitchen at the Bridges of Madison County<br /></td></tr>
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So far only 8 times, and I attended 6 of them. Back home, going to the wedding is almost a monthly or even weekly, occasion.<br />
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In my opinion, the weddings back home are more elaborate and bigger than those in the USA. So, from the guests point of view, there are more preparation for the female guests to make herself presentable in the wedding party. There are dresses and shoes to pick, hair and make up to do, nails and toenails to paint, (branded) handbags to complete the image, and so on and so forth.<br />
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These days back home, people also try do unique wedding party too. I just found out in my friend's facebook that he went to a wedding party which happened inside the national library. Very quirky,I think, and cool at the same time.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eka and Sesi's wedding, which I missed</td></tr>
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Now.. drumroll...the wedding of the year is<br />
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Mr. Carson and Mrs. Hughes from Downton Abbey<br />
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They are the servants. Mr. Carson is the butler and Mrs Hughes is the head housekeeper. Although they are the servants, they are very dignified and respected. Even the owner of the house would think twice to make Mr Carson cross.<br />
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Mrs Hughes or Elsie Hughes is called Mrs Hughes even though Ms. is more suitable. But the head housekeeper always called a. Mrs.<br />
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Yes, from the deepest part of my heart I congratulate Mr. and Mrs. Carson.<br />
To be honest, I felt happier watching their marriage than that of Lady Mary.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-54806937510209203012015-09-30T12:39:00.002-07:002015-09-30T12:39:15.365-07:00Low Impact Kind of GalAs a zumba-ers, lately I found out that I became really sore after a regular zumba exercise which last for 1 hour . The pain was too much for me that I had to take a painkiller afterwards. Although I heard I can burn 400 cal by doing zumba, I have to take the pain into consideration. <br />
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The alternatif is zumba gold, a low impact zumba which segmented to seniors. At first I was rather apprehended to join the class. I'm not seniors yet, I just entered my forties last year. I came to the class anyway, and I love it. It's low impact and the instructor is great. It feels more like dancing class than aerobic class.<br />
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Too bad it's only happens once a week. I need at least 3 times exercise to be energized. So what should I do ?<br />
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Well, the solution is walking. This week I walked for 2 miles with a friend. We walked on a quaint path. It has a couple of bridges and wooded area. Very nice. And nearby there is a cute supermarket which sells fresh squeezed orange juice at a low price.<br />
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So finally I decide to walk about 2 or 3 times a week. In the meantime, I'm still going to regular zumba class, but I will make my movement low impacts. In case the instructor are jumping around,<br />
I am just walking . In other words, I will be more like the senior members of zumba class. The grandmas who always do their own dancing and keep their own pace.<br />
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Viva zumba gold and viva walking !<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-4596957016360743672015-09-29T12:24:00.000-07:002015-09-29T12:24:34.939-07:00The Things My Kiddos Like2015 now, and it's time to update the things my kiddos like<br />
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Daniel:<br />
Still love reading, watching movies , game cheats and silly homemade movies at youtube. Still love to play minecraft and Destny. Still love to play soccer. He used to be in the travellling soccer for 2 years and this year he's back at recreational. He's wearing glasses and adult sized shoes now. In several months he can easily wear Eddy's shoes.<br />
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Timmy<br />
Still love reading, watching movies, playing minecraft and Destiny. He joins karate class at school. He said by doing that , he will be able to fight Koko who is often rude him but always nice to others.<br />
He is growing tall but still skinny. But the good news is he loves his food now. Yipeee...<br />
He does not sleep with his stuffed animals anymore but he's still collecting them. He used to get orthodontic treatment and has finished phase 1. No more retainer and braces. He loves his bike now.<br />
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Sophie<br />
Still love drawing and cute animals. No more dancing, no more pink girly stuff, she says she loves the color blue now. Hate and totally hate Princess stuff . Used to be crazy about Frozen, now she loathes it. She tries horseback riding now. She loves the horses, but after two lessons she asked me when could she stop. :(<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-28025032491209944362015-06-18T14:35:00.000-07:002015-06-18T14:35:03.551-07:00Not Only at Tim Horton's, but also at Tim Chandra'sMy family likes Tim Horton. I like the iced capp, the kids like Timbits ( small donut balls). Recently Tim Horton put nutella in some of their munchies such as Nutella pockets, Nutella donuts and bagels with Nutella spread.<div>
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Today I found Nutella Swirl Cupcake's recipe on the website. </div>
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I thought "aha", not only at Tim Horton's, we have nutella munchies at Tim Chandra's as well.</div>
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Besides the cupcake, we also baked Melt in Mouth German Cookies. My kids went crazy molding and shaping the cookies. </div>
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This is the link: http://smallsmallbaker.blogspot.com/2015/02/sheep-design-melt-in-mouth-german.html?m=1</div>
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NUTELLA SWIRL CUPCAKE IS <u>DELICIOSO</u> , </div>
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MELT IN YOUR MOUTH GERMAN COOKIE IS <u>JUST SO SO</u></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-67330084288215234522015-05-27T09:47:00.000-07:002015-05-27T09:47:53.701-07:00AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER part 2<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
God sent his prophet, Nathan, to
rebuke David. He told him a story about a rich man who took the poor man’s
beloved ewe lamb. David was furious against the rich man. David said the rich
man deserved to die. Nathan’s finger then pointed at King David. He, himself,
was the rich man. The poor man was Uriah. The ewe lamb was Uriah’s wife.</div>
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David proved that he was a man after God’s own heart after
all. He acknowledged his sin. The Lord forgave him, but he would experience the
painful consequences. The baby would die. There would be killing and incest in
David’s family.</div>
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As for
the beautiful woman, she got pregnant with King David for the second time. Her
son was Solomon , whom God loved. Among many sons of King David, the messiah
came through his line. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The affair between King David and Uriah’s wife was tragic.
Let this affair remind us about God’s love. He forgave David and Uriah’s wife.
He love their second son, Solomon, who later became a great king. God was
faithful to them even though the affair itself was a proof of their unfaithfulness.<o:p></o:p></div>
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As for the beautiful woman whom Prophet Nathan allegorized
to be a ewe lamb, the Bible was not clear whether she seduced King David or
not. The lamb after all was took away by the rich man. She was more of an
object here. <o:p></o:p></div>
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There was another mentioned of lambs as objects in Luke 10
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I am sending you out like lambs among wolves.</span> <o:p></o:p></div>
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Did the ewe lamb show lack of judgement, naïve, and
vulnerability when she was taking a bath outside? Did she watch around to make
sure there were no prying eyes from the rooftop far away? Only God knows. <o:p></o:p></div>
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The name of the beautiful woman a.k.a Uriah’s wife a.k.a the ewe
lamb was Bathsheba, which means daughter of the oath. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-58053308122924744042015-05-26T09:15:00.000-07:002015-05-26T09:16:20.608-07:00AN AFFAIR TO REMEMBER<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;">
She was a beautiful woman. A glance
of her from the rooftop was enough to make a King abandoned his common sense.
The King was the mighty King David, a man after God’s own heart, yet he was
also a man after lustful heart. He sent someone to find out about her. The fact
that she was married to an army officer who was fighting for the country did
not deter King David from his desire. He sent messengers (please notice that
there were more than one of them) to take her. She came to him and he slept
with her.</div>
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<span style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The bible was very short in telling
about this affair. There was no explanation if the affair was consensual and
pleasing to both parties. </span><span style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The problem
was she got pregnant and the King must kill her husband, Uriah, to protect his
dignity. Uriah died in the war. She mourned for her husband.</span></div>
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<span style="text-indent: 0.5in;">After she formally became a widow,
King David married her. Her status changed. She became one of many wives owned
by the King. Her belly grew big, accommodating the growth of King’s baby. The
Bible did not tell us about her feeling at all. How long did she mourned for
her first husband? Did she fall in love with her second husband, the King? Was
she happy with the pregnancy?</span><span style="text-indent: 0.5in;"> </span> <o:p></o:p></div>
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The Bible told us one party who was
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-86640137047754546552015-05-23T11:04:00.002-07:002015-05-23T11:04:40.825-07:00martabak telur jamurIni gara-gara Uti, di group WA teman kuliah, <div>
yang bercerita tentang martabak jamur</div>
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Suami saya suka sekali dengan martabak manis atau terang bulan</div>
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Tapi saya biasa biasa tuh</div>
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Saya sukanya martabak telur</div>
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Saya memang lebih suka dengan snack yang asin daripada yang manis</div>
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Saya penasaran dengan martabak jamur yang diceritakan Uti</div>
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Saya search di internet resepnya</div>
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Ternyata martabak jamur itu , tidak seluruhnya jamur</div>
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pakai ayam juga... Bolehlah ditambahkan jamur, sebagai extra fiber</div>
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Kebetulan siang itu ada satu kotak jamur dan daun bawang di rumah, </div>
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Saya campur semuanya dengan telor, taruh campuran ini di dalam kulit lumpia</div>
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Lalu digoreng...</div>
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Here in the USA, I find the avocados in dips, salsa, spreads, sandwich, salad, tacos, burritos. Back in Indonesia, avocados are used in cold desserts such as smoothies, ice cream. They are the fixing for es campur or Indonesian snow cone.<br />
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Last week at my local grocery, the avocados were on sale. I bought two. I thought I would ate them as is, maybe after a workout. Added protein and good cholesterol as I tried to shed off the winter extra pounds.<br />
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Well, my good intention did not work and they were ripening.<br />
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So, I made them into frozen treats instead. I blended the avocados with ice cubes, milk, sugar, condensed milk, and instant coffee.<br />
Portion them in Dixie cups, then put them in the freezer. I mixed the adults portion with Bailey (or Kahlua )<br />
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And I need more zumba sessions afterward...<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-91047415321174103012015-04-07T12:58:00.000-07:002015-04-07T12:58:45.247-07:00Food I Like to Make<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">There are times when I am tempted to be a vegetarian</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">Not because of the health benefits</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">Mostly because I hate to deal with raw meat</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">I think chopping fruits and vegetables are more fun</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">than cutting a bloody chicken</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">That is why I love processed meat</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">And here, there are options of nitrate-free sausages, hot dogs or ham</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">Using them in my cooking, make the cleaning so much easier</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #b6d7a8;">Let me show you what I cooked for today</span></div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-66035346139117123002015-03-24T14:38:00.000-07:002015-03-24T14:38:02.010-07:00Diary of a Grumpy Mom : Retreat Report<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Hello , my name is Chica Chan aka the grumpy mom. </div>
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This year
I made a terrible mistake which caused </div>
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more grumpiness in my demeanor. </div>
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Sorry
hubby, sorry kiddos, just order a pizza, or chinese take out </div>
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or run to the fast
food joint. </div>
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I have no time nor energy to cook </div>
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because …I need to make this report
about </div>
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ICC Michigan retreat in Beulah Beach retreat center at Vermilion, Ohio. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I know I know, it is my bad, kiddos. </div>
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Your grumpy mom did not
exercise the power to say no to a request. </div>
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But in my defense, who can say no to
Pak Billy Gumulja. </div>
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Especially when he asked you to do something with a smile on
his face. </div>
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Who has a heart to refuse such
a nice guy ? </div>
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Well, like the old saying in Indonesia,” Nasi telah menjadi bubur, </div>
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which translated: the cooked rice has turned into the porridge </div>
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which means what is done is
done, I need to write the report. </div>
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And yes, your welcome, dear readers…</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Who can say no to Pak Billy<br />( I say yes to the fried fish )</td></tr>
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I wish
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( hopefully my grumpiness is not imparted to you all. )<o:p></o:p></div>
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The ICC Michigan 2015 retreat’s theme was “ In His Design “, </div>
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and here is the list of the sessions. </div>
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I wondered if the Home Depot partially
funded the retreat, </div>
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since some of them sounds like a home makeover class to me.
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</span><!--[endif]-->The secret rooms<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Molded into the New Man<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->An Irresistible Man<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->Oneness<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->The perfect Trees for you garden<o:p></o:p></div>
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The speaker was Mr. Arman Harijanto, who came far away from
Indonesia. </div>
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I hope he did not regret his decision to leave the warm Jakarta . </div>
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Can you imagine visiting the mid west during a harsh, cold, winter? </div>
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I bet he
also fell under the smiling spell of Pak Billy Gumulja. </div>
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Ok, let me begin.</div>
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The first session : The Secret Rooms</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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Families can have a miserable life or a miraculous life. </div>
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It all
depends on the rooms they build in their marriage. </div>
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The families who have a
miserable life, </div>
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unintentionally built miserable rooms. </div>
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John
10 : 10 said : </div>
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The thief comes only to steal, and kill and destroy ; </div>
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I have
come that they may have life , and have it to the full. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Beware families, these are the miserable rooms which can
steal, </div>
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and kill, and destroy the beautiful life which you dream before you got
married <o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->a.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]--> The Room
of Steal<o:p></o:p></div>
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People were unaware that they build <b><i>the
room of steal</i></b> to keep the evil things . <o:p></o:p></div>
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The envy and selfish ambition will steal
away the miracles that God prepares for you. Store the envy and selfish
ambition, you will guaranteed to have an empty and miserable life. <o:p></o:p></div>
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James 3:16 <o:p></o:p></div>
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For where you have envy and selfish
ambition, </div>
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there you find disorder and and every evil practices. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->b.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->The Room of Killing<o:p></o:p></div>
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In our life we are often killed and
paralyzed by our fear. </div>
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Fear precedents the action of dying or killing. </div>
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Families, please do not build the rooms of killing </div>
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by being fearful about
anything. </div>
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Just fear God, the One and Only savior.<o:p></o:p></div>
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</span><!--[endif]-->The Room of Demolition</div>
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Humans are destroyed by their
disappointment. </div>
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Not only that, the disappointment is also contagious. </div>
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Fathers
or mothers can easily transfers </div>
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their disappointment toward each other to their
favorite children. </div>
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The place that you keep the disappointment in your heart </div>
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will turn into a room of demolition which can destroy your life, </div>
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your health,
your relation, or your marriage.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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The last sentence of John 10 : 10 said ,” I ( Jesus ) have
come that they may have life and have it to the full. There are three rooms
which the families should build in their life. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->a.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->The Room of Sacrifice<o:p></o:p></div>
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In order to have Jesus sent into the world,
there were a lot of sacrifice going on between heaven and earth. Father in
heaven sacrificed his son . </div>
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( Don’t worry kiddos, your dad will see to
it that you will be safe. </div>
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One ultimate sacrifice is enough )<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jesus sacrificed his position. The son of
God left his heavenly kingdom </div>
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and went into the world. What a downgrade. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Following His example, we should also give
up our ego and statutes </div>
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when we serve others. That is how we built the room of
sacrifice. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->b.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->The Room of Listening<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jesus is all knowing but when he was on
earth, he listened to people. </div>
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He communicated with them. He asked questions, he
listened to their answer. </div>
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He talked to the crème de la crème and the lowest of low .</div>
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( If I were Jesus I would not waste my 33 years on
earth listening to people, I already know their answers anyway. Thank God I’m
not Jesus ! ). <o:p></o:p></div>
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To build the room of listening , let us
talk and listen to others. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]-->c.<span style="font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal;">
</span><!--[endif]-->The Room of Forgiveness<o:p></o:p></div>
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The Bible said this should be a massive room
( 77 x 7 …7 being a complete number of the Bible means 77 x 7 is infinite ).
Since God forgave all our sins, we should also forgive each other especially
those who are near to us .<o:p></o:p></div>
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In Jesus’ life, miracles always happened. Jesus had the
three rooms in his life, room of sacrifice, room of listening and room of
forgiveness. He sacrificed his life for us, he listened to the people who came
to Him, and He forgives all our sins.Those are the secret rooms in our heart. </div>
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I am just curious
if the report will inspire people to build a secret tunnel or bunker inside their
house. Hopefully not, I bet the readers are decent people. </div>
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( the images of hidden bunker taken from static.messychic.com</div>
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the images of home depot taken from the internet</div>
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other images taken from personal collections )</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-27090869467959380262015-02-26T19:41:00.002-08:002015-02-26T19:41:43.348-08:00Leaving on a Big Van<div style="text-align: left;">
Dear All, I love oldies and I love John Denver's Leaving on a Jet plane</div>
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Because my church friends and I are very excited to go to the retreat tomorrow</div>
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I think about this song..</div>
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Let's sing together ! </div>
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All the bags are packed</div>
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We're ready to go</div>
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in Ohio</div>
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We love to meet our friends</div>
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and say hello</div>
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Every though we think</div>
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we think of you</div>
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Every song we sing</div>
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we sing for you</div>
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Oh God we're so excited, we would cry</div>
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So text us and register</div>
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Tell us that you'll come with us</div>
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Tell us that you'll join us at retreat</div>
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Cause we're leaving on a big van</div>
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Sunday is when we'll back again</div>
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Oh dear, we're happy to go</div>
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As time went by, Judah’s wife, Shua, passed away. </div>
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Shelah had
grown up, yet Tamar had not been called back to Judah’s house. Tamar was still
a widow, a childless one who had no future. </div>
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One day, this smart woman heard a
news </div>
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that Judah was going to Timah to shear his sheep. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Right away she came up with a plan for her future. </div>
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She took
off her widow clothes, and wore a veil to cover herself. </div>
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It turned out that was how the prostitutes
clothed themselves in the olden days. She waited in the entrance of Enaim,
which was a road to Timnah. </div>
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When Judah saw her, he thought she was a
prostitute. </div>
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He wanted to buy her service.
<o:p></o:p></div>
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I will try modernize
their conversation before the transaction.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Judah : I will pay you later since I did not have any money
with me right now <o:p></o:p></div>
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( I will send you a young goat from my flock )<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tamar : Will you give me something to guarantee that you
will pay me later ? <o:p></o:p></div>
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(Will you give me something as a pledge until you send it?) <o:p></o:p></div>
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Judah : What guarantee should I give you ? <o:p></o:p></div>
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(What pledge should I give you ?)<o:p></o:p></div>
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Tamar : Your photo ID and the watch that you are
wearing in your hand <o:p></o:p></div>
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( Your seal and its cords and the staff in your hand )<o:p></o:p></div>
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They made a deal. When
Judah’s servant came back to Enaim to pay her and reclaim Judah’s personal
belonging, </div>
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Tamar was gone. She went back
home and continued her life </div>
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as a widow. When
people noticed that Tamar was pregnant, </div>
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the rumors started. Apparently Judah found out about it. </div>
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He was
furious that Tamar had been unfaithful as a widow. </div>
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He sent people to bring her
out and burn her to death.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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As she was being brought out </div>
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(by a crowd of angry, zealous
people, I presumed), </div>
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she sent Judah a message. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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“I am pregnant by the man who owns these! </div>
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See if you
recognize whose seal and cord and staff these are,”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Judah recognized
those items. </div>
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(I wish I could see his facial expression by then). </div>
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He was gentleman
enough to give credit to Tamar.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“She is more righteous than I since I wouldn’t give her </div>
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to
my son, Shelah, “said Judah.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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I bet he asked the crowd to stop the proceeding. </div>
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He was
humiliated but humble to acknowledge his mistake. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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Tamar was cunning. She tricked Judah. </div>
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She was like Jacob who
cheated Isaac for the blessing. </div>
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God forgave Jacob. God vindicated Tamar. </div>
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She
got a double blessing by having a pair of twin boys, Perez and Zerah. </div>
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Perez was
the ancestor of King David, </div>
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the ancestor of Joseph, the father of the Lord
Jesus Christ. <o:p></o:p></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-5039948886472602142015-02-19T18:37:00.000-08:002015-02-19T18:37:22.961-08:00Black Widow, Sperm Donor, and the Genealogy of Jesus Christ, part 1<div class="MsoNormal">
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Those three things did not seem to have any connection
whatsoever, </div>
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but in the Bible, they are appeared on Genesis 38 and Matthew 1. </div>
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Not only that, but the black widow had the honor of having her named </div>
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mentioned
in genealogy of Jesus Christ. </div>
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How she got the sperm donation was rather tricky
and dramatically cunning. </div>
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She almost got herself killed because of it. </div>
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In the
end we can say that all’s well that ends well, </div>
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and glory to God who looks at
humans’ hidden motives.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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It all began with Judah. Judah, the third son of Jacob </div>
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married a Canaanite lady named Shua. They had three sons </div>
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named Er, Onan, and
Shelah. Judah then got a wife for his first son, </div>
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and her name was Tamar.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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I believe that Tamar had some positive qualities </div>
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which made
Judah picked her as a bride for his oldest son. </div>
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She might be beautiful. She
might be strong. </div>
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She might come from a good, affluent family. </div>
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I am sure that
she was also smart. </div>
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Definitely was not a weak woman who played victim, this
Tamar. <o:p></o:p></div>
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Regretfully, Er was not a good man. He was wicked in God’s
sight. </div>
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The Bible did not describe Er’s behavior in detail, </div>
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but I guess they must
be really bad because God put him to death. </div>
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His sudden death, must left Tamar
devastated. </div>
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She had not got any chance to have kids with Er. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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As a childless widow, Tamar did not have any future. </div>
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Judah
asked Onan, his second son, to marry Tamar. </div>
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Onan was willing to sleep with
Tamar, </div>
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but refused to have children with her. His reason was understandable. </div>
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The first son born of him and Tamar, would inherit Er’s name and property. </div>
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If
there was no son, Onan would be the one who got Er’s inheritance.<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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Onan used a traditional contraceptive method. </div>
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Thus Onan was
not obedient to his father and did injustice to his sister in law. </div>
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He was
willing to be a sperm donor through natural insemination </div>
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but refused to donate
his sperm.</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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God punished Onan for that. He died young. </div>
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Tamar was still a
childless widow who had no future. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She had married two men, but both died young
when they were with her. </div>
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Judah had a third son, a young boy named Shelah. He
was her only hope. </div>
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<br /></div>
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Judah, on the other hand, was not willing to give Shelah to
Tamar. </div>
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He was afraid that Shelah would be dead like the older brothers </div>
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if he
married her. He sent Tamar back to her childhood home </div>
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to wait for Shelah. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Anyway, if Tamar was out of mind, she was out of sigh. </div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
I think in Judah’s mind, Tamar was like a
black widow, </div>
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a poisonous spider which killed her husband after they mated. </div>
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Judah would not want to risk Shelah, his only
living son.</div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<o:p></o:p></div>
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He did not think that his sons were guilty. He blamed it on
Tamar. <o:p></o:p></div>
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( <b>to be continued in two days </b>)</div>
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<o:p></o:p></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-23715321804030354722015-02-08T01:31:00.003-08:002015-02-08T01:31:52.653-08:00A Saturday Salute <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I wish every day is Saturday.<br />
Imagine a day off while you still have<br />
another day off tomorrow.<br />
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This Saturday went so fast for our family<br />
<br />
I woke up late.<br />
The kids were already up, one hour ahead of me<br />
They were busy with their screens<br />
<br />
I made some light breakfast and a jar of fruit smoothie.<br />
Then I went with Sophie to her 30 minutes theater class<br />
<br />
They were rehearsing a scene from the Wizard of OZ<br />
Sophie and her classmates will be the munchkins<br />
"Ding dong the witch is dead"<br />
kept playing on my head , even after the rehearsal was done<br />
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At home, I ironed Daniel's long sleeved shirt and a pair of black dress pants<br />
He was joining the district solo and ensemble festival. For the musical events he has to wear formal clothes. I am always happy to see him dress up. Otherwise it is always jeans with ( mostly dark colored ) T- shirts for him.<br />
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My husband drove him to the festival, while I took Sophie and Timmy to Home Depot. Every first Saturday of the month, Home Depot has kid's workshop. The kids make a craft from wood. No prep/clean up for parents... Sweet !<br />
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Today's project was a valentine's heart box. Challenging.<br />
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After we were done, the kids nagged me to take some free popcorn. The popcorn looked dry to me, I said no and we bought donuts instead. They needed some snacks after banging the nails with the hammers.<br />
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We had a late lunch of bubur ayam ( chicken porridge)<br />
with some Chinese fried bread sticks.<br />
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In the evening, we had a gathering in C&H's house.<br />
We sang a couple of worship songs ( thanks to youtube ).<br />
We heard a sermon from ICC Toronto sermon video playlist<br />
( thanks ICC Toronto). We had a potluck dinner.<br />
We had a live piano session with Raymond ( thanks Raymond ).<br />
We had FUN.<br />
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The salute was closed with a good news. Daniel and his friend got silver medals for their duet. Congrats for your hard work, Son !Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-80462318464623875692015-01-27T18:12:00.000-08:002015-01-27T18:12:03.159-08:00Weekly CoffeeThese days , I drink less coffee<div>
I used to drink two or three cups a day</div>
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Then, for one reason , at the end of 2014, </div>
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I decided to stop drinking coffee daily</div>
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But I treat myself a cup once a week</div>
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I buy a frozen coffee drink or a cup of hot coffee</div>
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Sometimes I failed, </div>
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several weeks ago, I drank three cups while hanging out with friends</div>
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( whoa, those were my treats for three weeks , consumed in a day )</div>
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But I did not take it hardly, just refrained my self for a week</div>
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and started again</div>
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So, these days I drink teas instead</div>
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Black tea, jasmine tea, green tea, herbal teas, and water</div>
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My life goes on without ( that much ) coffee !</div>
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Writing this post, I remembered the song JAVA JIVE </div>
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I love coffee, I love tea</div>
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la la la la la la la</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-33484510535359915642015-01-04T13:16:00.000-08:002015-01-04T13:20:20.283-08:00Last Year Handmade<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I just took our fake tiny Christmas tree down<br />
and kept it the basement.<br />
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Time goes so quickly, and it is already the first week of 2015.<br />
From the window, I notice that it is snowing right now.<br />
I realize that I still wanted to do a post about Christmas LAST YEAR<br />
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There were lots of handmade stuff around my house during Christmas.<br />
Most of them were gifts from friends. Thank you very much !<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">a thanksgiving table decoration by Juliani</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">handmade terrarium by Sandra</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">meatball soup and a jar of homemade sambal by Lucy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">homemade macaroons by Audy</td></tr>
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Happy New Year 2015 ! God bless you all ! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-33112603631207290012014-11-24T15:45:00.000-08:002014-11-24T15:47:21.740-08:00A Modern Wife of Noble Character (Proverbs 31:10-31)<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
Dear All, </div>
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I am not a woman of Proverbs 31</div>
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I am not as smart, as diligent or as hardworking as her</div>
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Even though I try, I can't </div>
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But I know some friends who are like her </div>
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One thing that I learn from her</div>
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is having a heart at home</div>
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And I pray that God give me a quiet spirit to be content at home </div>
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and do my best for my hubby and kids </div>
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Ok.. now this is my modern version of Proverbs 31</div>
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A modern wife of noble character who
can find</div>
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She is worth far more than the
retirement funds</div>
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Her husband has full confidence in her</div>
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And lacks nothing of value</div>
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She brings him revenues, not
expenditures,</div>
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All the days of her life</div>
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She selects winter and spring coats
from the clearance racks</div>
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And works eagerly with her clipped
coupons </div>
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She is like the GFS or Sysco trucks</div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null" name="_GoBack"></a>Bringing her food
from afar</div>
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She gets up when the buzzer buzzes</div>
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She provides healthy breakfast for her
family</div>
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And portions for her kids’ pets</div>
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She considers a second house and buys
it</div>
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Out of her grocery budget savings
(thanks to coupons), she sets up an online store</div>
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She determines to complete her to do
list</div>
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Her arms (thanks to Pilates) are strong
for her tasks</div>
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She sees that her Etsy shop is
profitable</div>
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And her laptop does not turn off at
night (to see her ebay listings, not her friends’ statutes on facebook
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In her hand she holds the Kitchenaid
mixer </div>
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And grasps the attachment with her
fingers</div>
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She writes a check to the World Vision</div>
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And volunteers in the soup kitchen</div>
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When it snows she has no fear for her
household</div>
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For all of them are clothed in the
North Face (which she got from clearance rack in an outlet)</div>
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She buys 1800 thread counts Egyptian
cotton sheet for her bed</div>
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She is clothed in fine linen and
cashmere</div>
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Her husband is respected in the
Indonesian society</div>
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Where he takes his seat among the
others</div>
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She makes beautiful crafts and sells
them on Etsy.com</div>
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And supplies her amazon store </div>
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She has a lot of confidence and self-
respect</div>
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She does not worry about the future</div>
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She speaks with wisdom </div>
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And ready to give any advices when
asked</div>
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She watches the affairs of her
household</div>
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And not lazily being a couch potato,
watching the reality shows all day long</div>
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Her children arise and call her
“supermom”</div>
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Her husband also and he praises her;</div>
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Many woman do noble things,</div>
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But you surpass them all</div>
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Charm is deceptive and beauty is vain</div>
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But a woman who fears the Lord is to be
praised</div>
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Give her the reward that she has earned</div>
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And let her works bring her praise at
the Indonesian Community</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-42500616445438929822014-11-04T15:41:00.000-08:002014-11-04T15:41:35.316-08:00Easy and FunHonestly I am rather tired...<br />
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Now, let's write about something easy and fun</div>
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It's getting colder<br />
The night's getting longer<br />
The day's shorter<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">burnt banana chocolate chip waffle on an upside down dandelion picture</td></tr>
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Food and books are comforting<br />
Together, they are a pair of awesomeness<br />
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<br />Chicken soup is good for your tummy and soul<br />
Not for the chickens themselves, though<br />
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<br />Happy cows are from California, said the ads<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I hope these beef used to be them</div>
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But I don't really care about eating locals though</div>
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What about Michigan cows ?</div>
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Are they happy or grumpy ?</div>
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Muffins remind me of earmuffs<div>
Biscuits remind me of mischief</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-2708148548184495962014-10-04T09:39:00.000-07:002014-10-04T09:40:34.129-07:00IMAGINATION MOVERS <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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No, it's not that one.<br />
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Do you want to know that I meant by imagination movers ?<br />
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Let me share my story<br />
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When I was expecting my first child<br />
I did not shop for baby stuff until<br />
I was seventh month along in my pregnancy<br />
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"And why ?" my husband asked me,<br />
when we were shopping in Walmart that day.<br />
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"Because I am afraid that a calamity will befall on this child,"<br />
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"Well, it the worst thing happened,<br />
we could always donate the baby stuff,"<br />
said my kind husband<br />
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I was so relieved with his answer that I still vaguely remember<br />
what I bought for my baby in Walmart .<br />
A package of newborn diapers and a package of green onesies.<br />
Daniel, my firstborn, looks good in green, actually,<br />
while Timmy, my second child, looks good in blue.<br />
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I am someone who imagine the worst.<br />
My imagination movers are fear.<br />
I could easily be someone who look at the negatives,<br />
then present them to a few good people who wanted to make a positive changes thus dampen their spirit.<br />
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Thanks to the Almighty for sending people to slap my face ,<br />
to wake me up from my fear induced, negative stupor.<br />
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I am forcing myself ( because it does not come naturally to me )<br />
to imagine the best, the noble dreams, the beautiful sights.<br />
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Today in facebook, an old friend reminded me about a reunion plan<br />
( thanks Jenny Suriahayani ).<br />
I am making a mental note to imagine a happy reunion before I go to sleep.<br />
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Let me share with you my personal beautiful images<br />
which I hope happen in the future<br />
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1. Seeing my kids grown up to be the nice, decent people.<br />
Seeing them walking in their adult life following their Creator<br />
in the paths that specially prepared for them.<br />
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2. Seeing my husband , walking Sophie down the aisle,<br />
handing her to her good husband.<br />
( oh my, I will definetely ruin my make up on that day )<br />
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3. Seeing my self published books sold out .<br />
Yes...dear readers, I have a plan to self publish two children books...<br />
One is being illustrated right now by a good old friend in Indonesia,<br />
hopefully by the end of this year. The other one is already edited by a friend.<br />
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4. Seeing myself type " the end " at an unfinished novel project<br />
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The list will go on and on.<br />
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Before, I am always timid and shy<br />
to tell others about myself and my dreams.<br />
Because I have a fear that I will not deliver my own dream<br />
then others will judge me " She is just another loser,"<br />
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These days... I don't ( or try not to ) think about what others think of me.<br />
I imagine hearing myself say " Whatever !" while rolling my eyes, if by accidents I hear people mock me , which usually not happen.<br />
My circle of friends are very nice and polite, you know...<br />
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Isn't that written in the Bible<br />
"<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">the evidence of things not seen."</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Imagination is the evidence of things not seen. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">By God's grace, I forbid myself to let <b>fear</b> move my imagination. </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Because I remember two beautiful promises in the Bible</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">For I know the plans</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-NIV-19647A" data-link="(<a href="#cen-NIV-19647A" title="See cross-reference A">A</a>)" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;"> I have for you,” declares the </span><span class="small-caps" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; font-variant: small-caps; line-height: 24px;">Lord</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">, </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">“plans to prosper</span><span class="crossreference" data-cr="#cen-NIV-19647B" data-link="(<a href="#cen-NIV-19647B" title="See cross-reference B">B</a>)" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 0.625em; line-height: 22px; position: relative; top: 0px; vertical-align: top;"></span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;"> you and not to harm you, </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">plans to give you hope and a future.</span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;"><br /></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">( Jeremiah 29:11 )</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">For God hath not given us the spirit of fear, </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">but of power and of love and of a sound mind.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 16.3636360168457px; line-height: 24px;">( 2 Timothy 1:7)</span></span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-67921515532489209652014-09-27T18:30:00.000-07:002014-09-27T18:30:34.200-07:00A Conversation Starter T-ShirtWell, this is the t-shirt which often starts a conversation<br />
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It had been three times that people talked to me because of it<br />
Two times during the Zumba class<br />
One time in the elementary school<br />
All of them were ladies who were fans of Downton Abbey<br />
Then we would talk about the characters in Downtown Abbey,<br />
like they were our friends<br />
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" Oh, I don't like that Mr. Barrow ( the clever, gay, backstabbing valet)"<br />
" I doubt that Lady Mary ( the beautiful first daughter who is rather snobbish ) will change,"<br />
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I love the show. I like how the characters display a restrained emotion toward each other ( it fits the era of the drama, of course ).<br />
I especially love the clever, t-shirt slogans worthy, dialogues.<br />
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Here are some of my favorite quotes from the first episode of 5th season<br />
( I watched it via internet streaming ...so spoiler alert !)<br />
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"It's good to have more than one string to your bow,"<br />
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" See ...she lost her confidence because of it.<br />
And no mathematical skill is worth that ,"<br />
( I personally can relate to that, another idea for a new post )<br />
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" I want to live my life in the present,<br />
not regretting the past or dreading the future ,"<br />
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"I do love you, you know...in my cold unfeeling way,"<br />
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"Nobody needs to know everything,"<br />
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"Only imbeciles are happy all the time<br />
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"How does it help to answer rudeness with rudeness,"<br />
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And my favorite character..of course...Maggie Smith, the dowager countess<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1926138925299504692.post-87017236000543258172014-09-19T12:26:00.000-07:002014-09-19T12:26:06.415-07:00A Different Season for MeAll of my kids are in the school full day<br />
I have about seven hours uninterrupted time by myself<br />
A neighbor asked me<br />
" What will you do ?"<br />
I answered, " I will enjoy myself !"<br />
Another friend asked me<br />
" Don't you feel lonely, all alone by yourself ?"<br />
I said, " Not really, "<br />
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There are always house chores to be done<br />
Yesterday, I did two loads of laundry<br />
Vacuumed and cleaned up the bedrooms<br />
The kitchen is always in need of a quick tidy up<br />
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Sometimes I meet a friend or two,or have a chat with a neighbor<br />
I exercise twice or three times a week<br />
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I go to the groceries , stores and library regularly<br />
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I eat meal by myself , sometimes accompanied with a book , or a laptop or a friend or two. Sometimes I eat out but mostly at home<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">yesterday lunch at home<br />iced coffee, black bean stew with tortilla chips, tomato and egg soup,<br />boca burger sandwich, </td></tr>
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I read the Bible , pray , and write my favorite verses in a piece of paper or in a notebook. I jot down ideas for some future writing or blog post<br />
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I chat with friends on facebook or telephone<br />
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Well, those are things that I do daily now...uninterrupted, for about seven hours<br />
And, I quiet enjoy doing them<br />
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