<?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-2054720685854163325</id><updated>2011-11-25T00:00:44.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascination</title><subtitle type='html'>these are some of my passions in life - food, fashion, travel, money, relationships...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001465502177372388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKddOhDatc/TVVvsH-Dg7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jbspvaKZRJI/s220/P2090023.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2054720685854163325.post-439879419302470130</id><published>2011-02-21T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T11:56:06.387-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 3-year old kid and her Antibiotic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last weekend my husband called my attention as our 3-year daughter woke up around 1:30 AM - restless, tugging her right ear and keeps on swallowing. It's just a pain seeing your child so uncomfortable at midnight and during the weekend! I've known her for being a tough girl and really does not complain a lot, but this time it really did worry me. I was pretty sure she had an ear infection because of the signs that I saw but I couldn't wait for her to be seen by a doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVnpk2NRuQo/TWKs9LTm9nI/AAAAAAAAACY/08cze7SDkUY/s1600/P2210001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVnpk2NRuQo/TWKs9LTm9nI/AAAAAAAAACY/08cze7SDkUY/s320/P2210001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;First thing we did on Monday was&amp;nbsp; to see the pediatrician. So, I was right - she 's got an ear infection. Doctor looked at her throat as well and found it to be reddened and a little swollen. Prescription: Amoxicillin. Oh boy! 10 days of Antibiotic?! That's going to be a problem! I was already planning on some tricks to do to make her drink the medication because based on my experience with my son... it's hard to make them take their antibiotic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Ok...here we go." I thought to myself when it was time for her medication. I got her little cup with a non-attractive looking liquid ATB. Whoa!! She took it and drank it like an adult would take a shot of tequila! I've never seen a kid so easy to give medication to. Now, if its a multivitamin we are talking about...that's a different story...coz my kids love their Gummy Vites. I guess I've underestimated my daughter. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5zG_xNmA0E/TWKt9eja_yI/AAAAAAAAACg/2UH5Nj9RcSs/s1600/P2210003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a5zG_xNmA0E/TWKt9eja_yI/AAAAAAAAACg/2UH5Nj9RcSs/s320/P2210003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t_xyIadlSPg/TWKtdSdfrrI/AAAAAAAAACc/P3XsQkktaY0/s1600/P2210002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t_xyIadlSPg/TWKtdSdfrrI/AAAAAAAAACc/P3XsQkktaY0/s320/P2210002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;She's got two more days of her antibiotic and she's gonna be done with it. I'm just glad we did not have a hard time on this coz she really needed it. So far, she's been better and has never missed a dose! Great job my little princess....I am proud of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2054720685854163325-439879419302470130?l=myfascinations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/feeds/439879419302470130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-3-year-old-kid-and-her-antibiotic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default/439879419302470130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default/439879419302470130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-3-year-old-kid-and-her-antibiotic.html' title='My 3-year old kid and her Antibiotic'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001465502177372388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKddOhDatc/TVVvsH-Dg7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jbspvaKZRJI/s220/P2090023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PVnpk2NRuQo/TWKs9LTm9nI/AAAAAAAAACY/08cze7SDkUY/s72-c/P2210001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2054720685854163325.post-5677493782067751880</id><published>2011-02-11T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T09:37:12.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentime's Day</title><content type='html'>So my 5-year old came home yesterday from V day's party in school.&amp;nbsp; From our window, I saw him getting out of the school bus wearing his big smile and a paper crown full of hearts. Waving his arms to the bus driver saying, &lt;i&gt;"I'll see you tomorrow!"&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Funny, coz he doesn't even go to school on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was sunny but it was freezing outside and I remember looking at the outside temperature saying &lt;i&gt;"Feels like: -4 degrees Fahrenheit"&lt;/i&gt;. Brrr... So I was telling him to hurry up and to get inside the house. But he didn't want to get inside without me responding to his very warm greeting, &lt;i&gt;"Happy &lt;b&gt;Valentime's Day&lt;/b&gt; mom!"&lt;/i&gt;. That was it! As a mom, that made my day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ww5_4pGeVvk/TVVs_HnHqRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/nkD1FOEDcaQ/s1600/P2100037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-0gcj0Q0G4/TVVsfG3TIQI/AAAAAAAAABw/RcbdF9xiq2U/s1600/P2100036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-0gcj0Q0G4/TVVsfG3TIQI/AAAAAAAAABw/RcbdF9xiq2U/s200/P2100036.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was telling him what Valentine's day is all about and he just couldn't accept the fact that it is Valentine and not Valentime. Ha ha! So anyway, he started getting all his things out of his backpack. &lt;i&gt;"What a mess!"&lt;/i&gt; Allyson (my 3-year old) said.&amp;nbsp; He was showing off what he got from his friends in school.&amp;nbsp; All the valentine's day cards, pencils, candies and then as Allyson exclaimed &lt;i&gt;"a nailbox!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Ahren told his sister, &lt;i&gt;"No, it's my Valentime's Nailbox!"&lt;/i&gt; Ha ha ha! It was a mailbox decorated with lots of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x58hzE4_BcA/TVVr_0-lJfI/AAAAAAAAABs/-SI-qf8RrJg/s1600/P2100034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x58hzE4_BcA/TVVr_0-lJfI/AAAAAAAAABs/-SI-qf8RrJg/s200/P2100034.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Parenthood...motherhood whatever it is... it can really be stressful but there are still lots of rewarding moments that we should not take for granted.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kids are kids...just try to have fun with them.&amp;nbsp; Remember that they are God's gift to us (including your spouse) so love and make them feel special everyday not just on &lt;i&gt;Valentime's day&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2054720685854163325-5677493782067751880?l=myfascinations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/feeds/5677493782067751880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentimes-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default/5677493782067751880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default/5677493782067751880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentimes-day.html' title='Valentime&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001465502177372388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKddOhDatc/TVVvsH-Dg7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jbspvaKZRJI/s220/P2090023.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W-0gcj0Q0G4/TVVsfG3TIQI/AAAAAAAAABw/RcbdF9xiq2U/s72-c/P2100036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2054720685854163325.post-8280101899543427415</id><published>2011-02-09T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T07:07:59.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fascinations in Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Fascination is the state of being intensely interested or attracted (according to answers.com). Fascination for me is something that you are really passionate about. It may be fascination on objects, people, food, sport, hobby etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;In this blog that I have started...I just want to talk about what we call at work "the ADLs" or Activities of Daily Living. Usually, in the hospital the patients are asked if they have difficulties with their ADLs. I may ask you that question here too. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;I have 2 sisters-in-law that are bloggers. Both are really good and they actually inspired me to do something like this. I started blogging about the cakes that I have been baking but I wanted to do something more. I wanted to share different stuff or ideas. You know, I don't bake everyday! Ha ha! It may be ordinary experiences that baker on non-bakers would be able to relate to. And I mean sharing my fascinations in life - food, fashion, travel, money, relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;How about you, what are your fascinations?&lt;span style="background-color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2054720685854163325-8280101899543427415?l=myfascinations.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/feeds/8280101899543427415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/2011/02/fascinations-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default/8280101899543427415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2054720685854163325/posts/default/8280101899543427415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myfascinations.blogspot.com/2011/02/fascinations-in-life.html' title='Fascinations in Life'/><author><name>Roz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001465502177372388</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKddOhDatc/TVVvsH-Dg7I/AAAAAAAAAB4/jbspvaKZRJI/s220/P2090023.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
