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Arroyo'/><category term='Poll'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='syrup'/><category term='Rome'/><category term='View'/><category term='Fashion Designs'/><category term='Vancouver  OlympicsTorch Relay TV Show'/><category term='Scientist'/><category term='Quotes Unquotes'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Light house'/><category term='Animal'/><category term='Seal'/><category term='Pumpkin'/><category term='Knot'/><category term='Tree'/><category term='JUNOS'/><category term='Winter 2006'/><category term='Singer'/><category term='Mix showers'/><category term='sugar'/><category term='Academic dress'/><category term='Cure'/><category term='Modern Management In Canada'/><category term='Scarf'/><category term='Media'/><category term='Enlightenment'/><category term='Activity'/><category term='Activities'/><category term='Reality'/><category term='ideology'/><category term='Think tank'/><category term='Unconscious'/><category term='Giddy'/><category term='Newspaper'/><category term='E Art H'/><category term='Birds'/><category term='Heroes'/><category term='Sarcasm'/><category term='IF'/><category term='Tradex'/><category term='TV Show'/><category term='Fireworks'/><category term='Drama'/><category term='Performing Arts'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='Cushions'/><category term='Recession'/><category term='Election'/><category term='Flower'/><category term='Fruits'/><category term='Greetings'/><category term='Dream'/><category term='Fractal Imagery'/><category term='InfluenCIA'/><category term='Legal Aid'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Cat&apos;s Cradle'/><category term='F10'/><category term='Tank'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='The Lost Symbol'/><category term='Sewing'/><category term='Snowy Winter'/><category term='Pier'/><category term='Seagull and the Storm'/><category term='Bulb'/><category term='The Plan'/><category term='Applied Mathematical Tech Skills'/><category term='Tourism'/><category term='Stories'/><category term='Annual rings'/><category term='Rock cod'/><category term='Pizza'/><category term='Irony'/><category term='Bandanna'/><category term='Physics'/><category term='Migration'/><category term='Recovery'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Eggs'/><category term='Science'/><category term='Intelligence'/><category term='Hobby'/><category term='Matrix'/><category term='Reminiscing The Past'/><category term='Christmas Tree'/><category term='Reminder'/><category term='Farming'/><category term='Wit And Humor'/><category term='My Family'/><category term='baked goods'/><category term='Truth Or Consequence'/><category term='Conflict'/><category term='Influence'/><category term='Memoir'/><category term='Millrace'/><category term='Sewing Project'/><category term='Death'/><category term='Fence'/><category term='Similarities'/><title type='text'>THE  CONSCIOUS  MIND</title><subtitle type='html'>Mind Over Matter</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>604</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8734259558813709183</id><published>2012-02-17T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-17T09:27:15.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Another Story</title><content type='html'>Once there was a novelist whose criteria of novella writing is having a patient secretary who knows short hand. The author would like his novel so secured because he is very technophobic. He doesn't rely on the modern gadgets, doesn't believe in the safety and security on using computer, laptop, iPod or any modern tech equipment to record his stories. He knew that it's easy for hackers to hack anything that's being put up, posted or written or stored in computer. Despite that so called anti-virus, anti spyware software installed in the computer as protection. So he hired a stenographer to do it for himself storing all the stories he wants to make into books. STENO. Short hand. The same kind of steno records of what's being discussed inside the court to protect the victims, the accuser, prosecutor, and the accused. If you'll noticed inside the court there is the presence of the stenographer who records everything, every details of what is being said by all those involved in the case: &lt;br /&gt;1. Accused&lt;br /&gt;2. Police escort&lt;br /&gt;3. Barrister&lt;br /&gt;4. Judge&lt;br /&gt;5. Clerks of the Court&lt;br /&gt;^&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's not really the point of discussion here but of the story between the stenographer and the author. So he relied so much on the stenographer's short hand to record his novel and he knew it will be protected that no one can able to decipher what the story is all about until the time of publishing and until the time the book is published in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, what happened to the record in paper whether it was of steno production? Well the stenographer went home once stormy weather, out from the taxi, about to step out from the open door car, the wind blew mightily so hard, and her portfolio and attache case was blown away by unruly wind. The attache case was abruptly opened when it fell near the drain on the ground. She was shocked but able to grab some the paper scattered on the ground. She was screaming nervously, crying thinking of the amount of what was put into the making of that novel.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Too late though, the water got them all wet, including the whole steno book containing the author's record of novel. Months of storing the data, months of protecting the data gone to waste. The stenographer tried to re-write it on how she understand his novel as it was dictated to her anyway&amp;nbsp; but the right words and the right timing on how the writer's able to have the plot and the suspense in every details are gone. For it's only the true real writer or author who can put back the life in his own story. For only a good writer who can save his own words in details, the correct account of the whole story because it belongs to him. ONLY him alone knows his own story and only him who can do justice to his own story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8734259558813709183?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8734259558813709183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8734259558813709183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8734259558813709183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8734259558813709183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-another-story.html' title='Just Another Story'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4575683511773667105</id><published>2012-02-15T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-15T14:18:14.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Valentines come and go and will never stay for the rest of our lives. The memories will live forever in our hearts yes. We have HEARTS! We cannot live without a heart. The heart pumps the blood so that it can flow to the many veins inside our body parts and through our brain so that we can all think rationally. Yes dude rationally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the best way to tackle that day filled with red and pink hearts. You can extend the love day by promoting more of it commercially especially if you are selling greeting cards and variety of gifts for people in love. Call me a bitch or rather hopeless romantic but I don't make this day like as if it's an important holiday. Valentine's Day is not to be compared with Christmas and Birthdays. Get the idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's get moving and get on to the most important things in life. MOVING ON process. Moving on and moving forward so that our minds wont get stuck with not so important aspect of living. I will continue to blog here at THE CONSCIOUS MIND because this is my favorite blog. I will surely keep LEMONADE FOREVER, INK Atbp, FOREVER TV, NEWS &amp;amp; MOVIES.&amp;nbsp; I stop blogging and writing at LA TAVERNA and will just concentrate to write stories using notebook and pens with ink of course. I will try to discover and blog some valuable idea and stories which I think my readers could benefit from these medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I happened to read one particular blog from UK where that blogwriter has to pay $150/blog for a yearly sub for one year at Wordpress. Then on Blogger (Blogspot) he's to pay $10/year of blog subscription. Really? Am I reading it right? When both sites advertised FREE Blogs. Maybe the reason why he needs to pay for the blogs its because he's not into the "pool" or rather he is solo in his blogging owning the website to himself. Unlike if you are associated with the whole blogging community it makes the site FREE and you don't need to pay. Hmm---who is more expert in explaining this to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the Novellas I have written and the blogs that I have written I should be compensated or paid for such blogs and stories don't you think? Could it be that the writer in another site is earning from his blogs and he used it as a platform to advertise his own books reason why he needs to pay for that site? Beside his blog has commentary box wherein it is open for the many links and opinions of others thereby it accumulated traffic and weight of the conversation piled up in gigabytes of info and data. That he needs to fairly PAY for such troubles ain't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4575683511773667105?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4575683511773667105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4575683511773667105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4575683511773667105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4575683511773667105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/valentines-come-and-go-and-will-never.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8750352314677374303</id><published>2012-02-14T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T10:07:59.739-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentines Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmdGTCrQdLg/TzqhM6oKoHI/AAAAAAAAEVM/4_8QXysVJFg/s1600/Valentine%27s+Special+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmdGTCrQdLg/TzqhM6oKoHI/AAAAAAAAEVM/4_8QXysVJFg/s320/Valentine%27s+Special+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-loVqHM3kXzI/TzqhSZzifnI/AAAAAAAAEVU/JepdVKGTH1A/s1600/Valentine%27s+Special+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-loVqHM3kXzI/TzqhSZzifnI/AAAAAAAAEVU/JepdVKGTH1A/s320/Valentine%27s+Special+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Having so much fun with cookies and cupcakes. Found an ideal way to use them for greeting cards the unique incredible way. It was totally fun. They served multi-purpose of cheering your loved ones on this very special day of LOVE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQqRfQ-itNE/TzqhT8h1R_I/AAAAAAAAEVc/hJ41XyDS0bM/s1600/Valentine%27s+Special+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OQqRfQ-itNE/TzqhT8h1R_I/AAAAAAAAEVc/hJ41XyDS0bM/s320/Valentine%27s+Special+008.JPG" width="174" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8750352314677374303?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8750352314677374303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8750352314677374303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8750352314677374303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8750352314677374303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FmdGTCrQdLg/TzqhM6oKoHI/AAAAAAAAEVM/4_8QXysVJFg/s72-c/Valentine%27s+Special+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5643618752989460030</id><published>2012-02-12T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T14:56:32.217-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><title type='text'>Fashion Is My Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0k6dZ3unM8/Tzg_GViWJKI/AAAAAAAAEU0/A2bvZTkljhI/s1600/February+10,+2012+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0k6dZ3unM8/Tzg_GViWJKI/AAAAAAAAEU0/A2bvZTkljhI/s320/February+10,+2012+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Keeping myself busy once again. As long as there's fabric I wont be idle. I wish for bundles, tons of textile. Any fabric, any textile, any color and texture as long as it keeps me busy the whole day through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts7oYGrVpYU/Tzg_UMgOLEI/AAAAAAAAEU8/knrpeKfHnJA/s1600/February+12,+2012+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ts7oYGrVpYU/Tzg_UMgOLEI/AAAAAAAAEU8/knrpeKfHnJA/s320/February+12,+2012+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;And I gathered few retazo from the old trunk and had fun so much fun that I was consumed by this obsession almost forgot that I have so many things to accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is not about sewing. It's not always to be one particular hobby, there should be a way out to do something else aside from the usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53YxbMhCdJc/Tzg_bbUOKzI/AAAAAAAAEVE/3XqLGwv2jlc/s1600/February+12,+2012+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-53YxbMhCdJc/Tzg_bbUOKzI/AAAAAAAAEVE/3XqLGwv2jlc/s320/February+12,+2012+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go shopping for clothes, new dress, skirt or pants or for whatever the occasion calls for. The problem is there's no particular dress that I really like to those where I shopped before. They don't have what I really like. So the only possible way is to shop for fabric and make my own clothes that will fit me and will be of good taste to my fuzzy choosy taste. I am not conservative nor do I have conservative taste when it comes to clothing, when it comes to fashion. I want to be "in fashion" without breaking the bank nor hurt my pocket or purse. I have an upbeat type fashion that is not conservative nor ultra modern. I am in between of what is just appropriate for my age. That's the problem. Department stores don't have that good sense when it comes to fashion for the middle aged people. They thought when you're over 40 you should wear&amp;nbsp; your grandma's clothing and accessories. People grow old but their sense of fashion and passion never dies. It lives forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5643618752989460030?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5643618752989460030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5643618752989460030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5643618752989460030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5643618752989460030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/fashion-is-my-passion.html' title='Fashion Is My Passion'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0k6dZ3unM8/Tzg_GViWJKI/AAAAAAAAEU0/A2bvZTkljhI/s72-c/February+10,+2012+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-745685284865304365</id><published>2012-02-12T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-13T20:56:24.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V Map</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nC3I29EyDQ/TzgB3Rk8IgI/AAAAAAAAETM/1FN_dfisUlU/s1600/February+12,+2012+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nC3I29EyDQ/TzgB3Rk8IgI/AAAAAAAAETM/1FN_dfisUlU/s320/February+12,+2012+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When somebody wants to break your bank they will break it so that they can run. But how much is too much? OMG! Cracker! Cracker jack! Lobster! Lobsters or crabs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-745685284865304365?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/745685284865304365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=745685284865304365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/745685284865304365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/745685284865304365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/v-map.html' title='V Map'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3nC3I29EyDQ/TzgB3Rk8IgI/AAAAAAAAETM/1FN_dfisUlU/s72-c/February+12,+2012+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2618767631725862344</id><published>2012-02-09T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:32:04.813-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Textile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crystals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bamboo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fabric'/><title type='text'>Bamboo, Bamboo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMzjioilST8/TzQIIBexjRI/AAAAAAAAES0/fAuCwoTVGvY/s1600/November+20,+24,25,+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMzjioilST8/TzQIIBexjRI/AAAAAAAAES0/fAuCwoTVGvY/s320/November+20,+24,25,+2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bamboo? Oh I love bamboo! The swaying gently of bamboo as it dances with the wind...quite classic and fascinating. Lovely as the breezy wind like a swiftly gently caress of hundred strings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really the greenery site of these lovely giant grass is amazing to the point of an endless reverie lost to its majestic arrays and rows of green sturdy poles. Then seeing those humble bearlike creatures huggable nibbling bits and pieces of bamboo shoots and helplessly questioned yourself why on earth these pandas love bamboos? How those gnawing teeth can able to eat those bamboos? Aren't they so sturdy and tough woodlike piece of meal? Don't they get hurt with its spiky brushy stem and leaves? I couldn't believe how pandas live through such kind of food. It is too confusing for me to comprehend. Have you eaten bamboo yet? Pandas eat raw young bamboo shoot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no panda but I was lucky enough to cook and eat bamboo shoot. Of course the young bamboo shoot which you have to slice thinly into tiny pieces sauteed with spices:garlic, onions on hot boiling cooking oil then you can add a kilo of minced pork, shredded ginger and pig's blood (clean blood). Add chilis to savour the good flavor. This special menu is great with steamed rice bun called puto.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-IM9BiAP2f9w/TzQIT0iRNII/AAAAAAAAES8/6B-egGB31kY/s1600/November+20,+24,25,+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IM9BiAP2f9w/TzQIT0iRNII/AAAAAAAAES8/6B-egGB31kY/s320/November+20,+24,25,+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chinese love panda for it's a symbol of Chinese filial love and devotion to cute animals. Chinese are fond of the "good image and reputation" as the standard of their goodwill, stability and success when it comes to business. Chinese people are business-minded oriented people who value their business wisely as it compares to their relationship with their family. Close-knit family ties matter and it shows on their business relationship and attitude should matter the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well not that you don't watch Jackie Chan's movie eh?&lt;br /&gt;So those movies explain what I'm telling you here in my blog. Watch his movies and you'll find out what should be the right conduct in business dealing with the Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&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/-hHX_7MMd_A0/TzQIj3dE99I/AAAAAAAAETE/kpYfBbDsNXQ/s1600/December+5,+2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hHX_7MMd_A0/TzQIj3dE99I/AAAAAAAAETE/kpYfBbDsNXQ/s320/December+5,+2011+010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel like am the drunken master now just by looking at those crystal set of goblets. Yep pure crystal wine jar and goblets. I have just cleaned and polished them. Husband brought them from the old house. Actually from my Mother-in-law's collections. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese bamboo at the background. Proven to be lucky fortune bamboo from school. Is it really Japanese or Chinese altogether? Japs and Chinese shares the same alphabet &amp;gt; characters. Pika! Pikachu. Pika tzu! While Filipinos alphabet originated from Sanskrit which is originally East Indian alphabet. Oh well no wonder Confucius is confused. Here comes Einstein with theory of relativity and FUSION happened at an alarming rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why not you J U M P !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2618767631725862344?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2618767631725862344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2618767631725862344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2618767631725862344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2618767631725862344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/bamboo-bamboo.html' title='Bamboo, Bamboo'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hMzjioilST8/TzQIIBexjRI/AAAAAAAAES0/fAuCwoTVGvY/s72-c/November+20,+24,25,+2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7964807754369489267</id><published>2012-02-08T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T14:52:07.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-D_c9EG2zs/TzL7oVSFB6I/AAAAAAAAESo/-IclRY14esw/s1600/Snapshot_20111227_3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-D_c9EG2zs/TzL7oVSFB6I/AAAAAAAAESo/-IclRY14esw/s320/Snapshot_20111227_3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How I know your move? Why I know your move, the way you move? Maybe I am a strategist! I played CHESS so much when I was at a very young age. Also it takes to be a wide reader to know and increase knowledge. KEEP ON READING! Make me laugh. Even news on TV is catching up with us&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Bloggers! Gotta eat lots of bamboo with blood. Ahahahahaha! Dinuguan. WTH is that? Young bamboo shoot with pig's blood?! Yuck! OMG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7964807754369489267?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7964807754369489267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7964807754369489267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7964807754369489267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7964807754369489267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/how-i-know-your-move-why-i-know-your.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U-D_c9EG2zs/TzL7oVSFB6I/AAAAAAAAESo/-IclRY14esw/s72-c/Snapshot_20111227_3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1035541278369437546</id><published>2012-02-07T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T09:21:54.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shop Till You Drop?</title><content type='html'>After I posted the sentiments I had my telephone rings and well the "usual suspect" phoned me. You know she's always the first one to being aware of the consequences. Guilty agad eh. He he. Maybe afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid that her conscience will bother her again and wont be able to sleep. Okay enough of this time to change the topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was before New Year when my son wants to rent a DVD from Blockbuster only to be upset that the big DVD store shuts down. What do you mean I asked him. It turned out the big store closed down for good. They are out of business in our tiny community of less that 50,000 people. Then I think about how that store will close down. I looked at our TV and and the connection and how much we paid for monthly subsc. to the T. network. Hundred dollars per month as payment with at least more than 50 channels to choose from and at least five movie channels. One VOD channel wherein you can order a newly released movie and watch it at the convenience of your home. But you have to pay extra for thsese movies on VOD. One movie costs $5.00 or $7.00 depends on the company's price per showing. You can click it right thr. your TV with the help of your remote control gadget. That's plain easy to control and you'll receive the details of payment at the end of the month. So with this kind of&amp;nbsp; easy access Blockbuster is no longer the store of choice here in this community. You don't need to drive going to that store. Is that good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the news of Zellers closing down is a surprise also. It's a Hudson company. Uhm, what's happening? Big box store buying smaller stores or rather this is sort of integrating two stores in one. With the big box store Target from the USA coming here to Canada competing with the many stores here the competition will be such a fascinating rounds of discount items. That could be it. Very competitive. It's like they have to provide new gimmicks for their customers. It's like a "food fight" and be the resources of&amp;nbsp; mind 'ya "intelligence" if there is. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zellers + Walmart getting married. Assumed that's the real deal. Getting bigger and wiser! Then Target ? Is Target a good company? Let us see and find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If they can copy the popularity and convenience of SHOEMART of Philippines the deal could have been sweeter, wiser and popular. What Shoemart got? They have the convenience of an Edmonton Mall so big that you'll become a dwarf to its arcade of&amp;nbsp; "everything in it in one store,&amp;nbsp; it has the food court, supermarket, parking space, park and amusement park, it's like a big community in a covered space." You can fit in a golf cart and drive through it while you shop. Can you build a commercial establishment like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that happens maybe it's a shop till you drop scenario...all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1035541278369437546?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1035541278369437546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1035541278369437546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1035541278369437546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1035541278369437546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/shop-till-you-drop.html' title='Shop Till You Drop?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5840310754220750652</id><published>2012-02-05T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T10:41:13.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is something WRONG with my Google account. What more is that there is something wrong with my Blogger account. I don't know if I am the only one experiencing such version, the new version of Blogger. I like the original Blogger account at first it was complicated but as the time goes by it was easy to comprehend and easy to work on. Then they changed the format having new theme which they allowed other artists to manipulate the "theme and layout." It was nice! It was more modern and the settings are truly fascinating as you can choose the many ways you can practice creativity, however the problem here is the multiple sign- ins. In this multiple sign -ins there's a chance that others or other people can see the many important documents that are private. The private matters that belong to your family are viewed by so many hackers. I don't mind if my own children or my husband reading what's inside my email address because they are my family. What's troubling is "who are the many viewers" who can snoop through it? It's like having a mailbox and your mails, sealed envelopes are being opened by other people. Would you believe that? That is scary. There are so many stories I have written here in the blog and that's open for public viewing so why these "others I don't even know" will view what's inside the email address? Are you aware of that? Are you aware that people you don't know can view what's inside the email address of somebody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are Blogs? What are Facebook account format? You all can view what's every account user wants to divulge and you can read them publicly. So that's not enough? Why hack? What is the problem with these hackers? Do they sell information and for what? What's the price and prize of such selling info?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there to hide? Some they showed almost everything. They showed how poor they are. They've got nothing to hide. They showed their organs already! What they have to know? It's getting weird here in the net. The only reason why we're here is just the cheapest form of entertainment and if you can provide us with better entertainment so why you have to snoop our emails? FGS! Insanity is your plead? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know of these "stalkers" they are also stealing my blood. I hope they don't change the result of my blood and urine sample because I will hunt them even to the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm---I felt like LJW who is so bluntly notorious for her vajayjay's monologue. Now I feel like creepy now too because of these controversial bloggers who are nota shamed of what they are writing just to please their readers. Well, there is no problem with "style and substance" and her style is more than upbeat, frank and without a doubt down to earth. Substance? Is there any? I think it was an after effect of her vices? Is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't have any vices except that I write too much even if I'm asleep. You know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5840310754220750652?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5840310754220750652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5840310754220750652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5840310754220750652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5840310754220750652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/02/there-is-something-wrong-with-my-google.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4105795326371452265</id><published>2012-01-30T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T14:15:58.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mix showers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>BLOG, BLOGGER, BLOGGING, BLOG-ING!</title><content type='html'>Let me tell you my dear readers about BLOG. BLOG yeah the word BLOG need not be complicated. It's a BLOG! It's not a book. It's a BLOG! It's not a newspaper. It's not a magazine. It's a BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times I have to tell you this It's A BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You know the difference between a BLOG and a BOOK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why we're here at Bloggers Google because we are Bloggers blogging ranting whatever is inside our minds. It doesn't need any rule. No policy not complicated. You don't need to hurt, harm yourself from writing your language. It is your language or dialect you are using or you can do whatever you want to post here depends on what talents you have. For the WRITERS especially the NOVELISTs the group of prolific writers who are becoming nuisance populating the blogworld. There is nothing wrong with them being here but they are notorious with their proficiency in the English language as if they know their English so well. Right they are so good with their first language. Imagine yourself not so great with the English you were born with. Kataka-taka naman kung hindi ka marunong magEnglish eh English ka na nga. American, Canadian and British need to excel more with their language. It's true! It's a shame if another individual or individuals will be more fluent in English when it's only a second language to those persons involved. SHAME if your English sucks so bad when another asian is far better when it comes to communicating in English. Right! You have to upgrade your English. It's you who will UPgrade your own language...and you did. You have invented and discovered more high frequency English terms and vocabulary from other countries. You ADDED and BORROWED vocabulary words from the Italians, Germans, Irish, Chinese, Africans (Ebonic), also vocabulary words from Philippines you included their connective words to increase the Webster World dictionary. Collegiate words basically for College students which you can apply in your aim to justify that your English really attained that higher, deeper quality English language that was frowned long time ago by the Spaniards. But who cares...since 1900 English became the Universal language spoken the whole world. All the latinized version of all books were then translated into language universally understood by millions of people. English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH. English. English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speak English if you are talking to people who can only understand English. Speak your own language when you are talking with the same nationality or you are in a country where that language is being used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply &amp;gt; "When&amp;nbsp; you're in Rome do what the Romans do!" Are we in Rome here in Canada? Are we in the Middle East instead of in Canada? Who should reign and governed here? Who should lead the country Canada? Do we have a PRIME MINISTER? Is he a CANADIAN? Who should the TV Network work for? Canada? Or Middle East? Who they work for? Are you working for Canada or other countries? My God where the good leaders of Canada? Do we have smart people here in Canada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I asked that question? TV Stations here in Canada seemed to focus people from the Middle East and the Muslim Community. Helloooooooooooo are you in Canada people? Where are you? Can we call Pres. George Bush instead? Can I call the military so that will know if CANADA is Canada not Middle East? Are you lost of how this country is dealing with the problems here? Are you using the English language properly? Can you understand ENGLISH? There 'ya go the problem with DIVERSITY. Canada doesn't know whom they want to project as a country. They are at LOST on whom they stand for? Maybe it's not a country but a UNITED NATIONs. If it is a United Nation not a country inform us. INFORM US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell your political leaders what matters to you should matter to them. They don't need to hide secrets when they will know them all along. It's time for HONESTY that will benefit the majority of the whole population. Politics is dirty but we want a clean one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4105795326371452265?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4105795326371452265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4105795326371452265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4105795326371452265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4105795326371452265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-blogger-blogging-blog-ing.html' title='BLOG, BLOGGER, BLOGGING, BLOG-ING!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6863949701348782972</id><published>2012-01-29T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T10:04:12.309-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Unconscious'/><title type='text'>Let Me Think and Analyze That Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygXLdtWmvnQ/TyWJg9ohi5I/AAAAAAAAESM/zJQaUWp74kw/s1600/Snapshot_20120108_2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygXLdtWmvnQ/TyWJg9ohi5I/AAAAAAAAESM/zJQaUWp74kw/s320/Snapshot_20120108_2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm supposed to post a DREAM I had two days ago. Supposedly that's my plan yesterday then I decided to just jot it down on my diary instead kasi nakakahiyang isulat dito baka kung ano pang masabi nung iba dyan. Kasi this is the second time I had a dream of PW. I don't know why. Maybe his mother is an angel now and she is trying to reach him through me. Or maybe because his family was connected thr. a family tree. Same family tree. Genealogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather keep mum about it because I hate being called riding to his popularity and their family tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? My dreams are becoming vivid and interesting. That's why I am compiling them in one journal. Just like Sigmund Freud,&amp;nbsp; I have compilation and dream interpretations too. If he's got 100 dream interpretations of dreams from his patients in his time mine is a journal of my OWN DREAMS. Not dreams of others. That's my OWN dream, that's the difference...and it's not for sale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Economics book dreams are subjected to demand curve and some people are selling their dreams. I think that's crazy! That's a different kind of dream maybe it's called a plan. Dream house, dream car, dream business, dream works, dream dreams and make your dreams your master. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS are my reality, sometimes! When it's super good. When it's all about happiness, without sadness and loneliness. Dreams without problems and without nightmares. Dreams with all the possibility that everything is perfect...that you don't want to wake up anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6863949701348782972?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6863949701348782972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6863949701348782972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6863949701348782972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6863949701348782972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/let-me-think-and-analyze-that-dream.html' title='Let Me Think and Analyze That Dream'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ygXLdtWmvnQ/TyWJg9ohi5I/AAAAAAAAESM/zJQaUWp74kw/s72-c/Snapshot_20120108_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5005092167433341113</id><published>2012-01-27T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T11:50:04.059-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><title type='text'>Busy Sewing</title><content type='html'>My obsession with photography stopped for a while while I was busy with sewing. Yeah been busy sewing like crazy as if I am in the mood to finish the gown for my daughter. Yesterday I was halfway through my sewing craziness when husband came home from work way too early. I wonder why. Then he told me that there are too many workers in the house they were doing carpentry work. Too many cabinets to be set up in the kitchen. The electrician and his helpers were there to connect wirings, etc, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well it's a house not a building so the place is too small for all of them. Then I showed the gown I was making and he frowned a bit and said I should buy my daughter a better nicer beautiful gown. I think he can't see the beauty of the gown because it's not really finish yet and maybe because of the color of the fabric. I know such a lame color blue. The color of the blue sky or the color of the blue sea when the blue sky as it reflects on water. Reflection. Boring? Oh wait till it's finished I told myself. What could be the best color for a gown? A party night gown? I know you'll say pink! Pink for girls. Or dark fuschia. Like a bright raspberry color. Violet or purple seemed to be the most elated favorably the choice of ladies over 15 years old. Actually over twenty. Not too many wear yellow or green. However black is most desired by women older than 30. Red? Hmmmm....not my type of color for gowns. It's really a bright color and it has bad meaning for some of us. Not with the Chinese though RED is the color of money and strength. Just like orange, red has the strong color of beauty...for the Chinese. I'm not Chinese. My relatives are Chinese. Few of them. My daughter is less than twenty years old and she should wear color that matches her age I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to show her my dress, the party dress that I have in the closet and let her choose the color she likes. She had chosen the bright pink dress (almost like a fuschia) made of&amp;nbsp; fine satin with fine expensive lace on it. I had it made by a seamstress when I was in the Philippines years ago. Quite an expensive fabric. I bought it in a fabric store in Greenbelt, Makati.&amp;nbsp; She likes the ones with lace. Okay I'll remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continued sewing again. This time I will have this blue gown just as a "pattern." If she doesn't like it then maybe she'll change her mind one of these days. Who knows eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy. Busy. Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Photo of the blue satin gown?&lt;br /&gt;Later when I'm finished with the appliques, beads and pearls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5005092167433341113?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5005092167433341113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5005092167433341113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5005092167433341113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5005092167433341113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/busy-sewing.html' title='Busy Sewing'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8382886821963520537</id><published>2012-01-17T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T11:33:24.301-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scarf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obsession'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOnomics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bandanna'/><title type='text'>Fun With Bandanna, My Obsession!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wrf5GN0PjI/TxWydJT4EBI/AAAAAAAAEQk/wP15dB3lWUA/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_56.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wrf5GN0PjI/TxWydJT4EBI/AAAAAAAAEQk/wP15dB3lWUA/s320/Snapshot_20120114_56.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uF2pUxnUNaU/TxWyjjiodjI/AAAAAAAAEQs/yS-JyfhUH6c/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uF2pUxnUNaU/TxWyjjiodjI/AAAAAAAAEQs/yS-JyfhUH6c/s320/Snapshot_20120114_11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RPrDAc60nk/TxWyua7-sFI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/xLQl2sAmip0/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_14.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RPrDAc60nk/TxWyua7-sFI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/xLQl2sAmip0/s320/Snapshot_20120114_14.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3zPf2oykXQ/TxWy03SZwrI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/ozXauk7_TZs/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_39.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H3zPf2oykXQ/TxWy03SZwrI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/ozXauk7_TZs/s320/Snapshot_20120114_39.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3I3uNXXE4Q/TxWy9-vuUZI/AAAAAAAAERE/0BCuCk-xpRM/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_38.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d3I3uNXXE4Q/TxWy9-vuUZI/AAAAAAAAERE/0BCuCk-xpRM/s320/Snapshot_20120114_38.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoKNlCZMkVU/TxWzIjla3cI/AAAAAAAAERM/SJHjnuByCdk/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_40.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uoKNlCZMkVU/TxWzIjla3cI/AAAAAAAAERM/SJHjnuByCdk/s320/Snapshot_20120114_40.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rpt8mH7dwG8/TxWzP3IHgPI/AAAAAAAAERU/RIc8anQPQGs/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rpt8mH7dwG8/TxWzP3IHgPI/AAAAAAAAERU/RIc8anQPQGs/s320/Snapshot_20120114_29.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_ptGvQPJk/TxWzfrAP1vI/AAAAAAAAERc/EzvDVVe4CeA/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_45.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lR_ptGvQPJk/TxWzfrAP1vI/AAAAAAAAERc/EzvDVVe4CeA/s320/Snapshot_20120114_45.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Qr0dDxdW8I/TxWzoM3IR5I/AAAAAAAAERk/dK9OuOr7Lpw/s1600/Snapshot_20120114_35.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5Qr0dDxdW8I/TxWzoM3IR5I/AAAAAAAAERk/dK9OuOr7Lpw/s320/Snapshot_20120114_35.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SHOPPING turns the economy around. So, my obsession with the purchasing power of MONEY makes me want to buy things and stuff that I really like. You should help the ECONOMY of your country by being a buyer. Need I add the LAW OF SUPPLY &amp;amp; DEMAND? Oh, I know every economist of every nation and country knew and aware of the value of such LAW so tatah ----- I need to cook something for lunch now. CIAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8382886821963520537?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8382886821963520537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8382886821963520537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8382886821963520537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8382886821963520537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/fun-with-bandanna-my-obsession.html' title='Fun With Bandanna, My Obsession!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Wrf5GN0PjI/TxWydJT4EBI/AAAAAAAAEQk/wP15dB3lWUA/s72-c/Snapshot_20120114_56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4170058004840792360</id><published>2012-01-15T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T14:53:29.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='education'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academic dress'/><title type='text'>Academic Dress</title><content type='html'>ACADEMIC DRESS: GOWNs, CAPs and HOODs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Academic dress worn by the Graduates include the following: Caps, gowns, and hoods. The commencement exercises at the University and Colleges in different parts of the world varied greatly and depends on the official staff, management of the school or University where the Graduating Class is. Most of all presided by the University Dean of Arts and Letters or Science. How it all started with all these pageantry when it comes to end schooling in the most fabulous colors and costume for you'll be surprised that the Monk scholars were then the promoter of this ancient medieval&amp;nbsp; tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Monks and scholars wore caps so that they could throw the hoods back. Until now the monks still use the traditional conservative academic gown. This is also a tradition for the Minister of a Congregation or Church. Up to now the Pope's the one person who is legit to wear the whole complete costume: the gown, the cape, caps, hood and including the baton. Ancient Babylonian and ancient Egyptian rite to remind that the Pope has the sole authority to initiate the proceeds of any governing rules and doctrines within the denomination or congregation of the Higher Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only scholars wore the toga! Only the scholars won the academic dress. Uhm sounds intriguing! How time flies and when University of Oxford and University of Cambridge set the trend not only scholars are allowed but any students who are in the Graduating Class &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; in that particular UNIVERSITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACADEMIC DRESS (Specification) All gowns are BLACK and the only difference in their gowns are the style of the sleeves and colors of the velvet or lining. Depends on the Institution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASTER's&amp;nbsp; Black GOWNs are cut-away above the elbow &lt;br /&gt;in front and hang down in back. The CAP with stiff flat top called mortar board cap generally worn at the commencement exercises. The TASSEL is black. HOODs worn in academic procession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOCTOR's Black GOWN made of finer material. Has velvet panel down the front sleeves are bell shaped. CAP with stiff flat top called mortar board cap, gold color, velvet cap lining. Tassel is black. Hoods worn at the academic procession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACHELOR's Black GOWN. CAP with stiff flat top called mortar board. TASSEL is black. HOODS has lined with silk, representing color of the institution. Rarely wore hood only after the grad. received the degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COLOR OF THE VELVET TRIMMING indicate the Subject which the DEGREE was granted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITE - Arts, Letters, Humanities&lt;br /&gt;LIGHT BLUE - Education&lt;br /&gt;ORANGE - Engineering&lt;br /&gt;PURPLE - Law&lt;br /&gt;GREEN - Medicine&lt;br /&gt;PINK - Music&lt;br /&gt;GOLDEN YELLOW - Science&lt;br /&gt;SCARLET - Theology&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4170058004840792360?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4170058004840792360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4170058004840792360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4170058004840792360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4170058004840792360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/academic-dress.html' title='Academic Dress'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8892520360181429445</id><published>2012-01-11T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T14:48:06.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Commercialism'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7sAmmiVgUA/Tw28uDma4HI/AAAAAAAAEO4/A1oNlAG3Jtg/s1600/Snapshot_20120106_20.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7sAmmiVgUA/Tw28uDma4HI/AAAAAAAAEO4/A1oNlAG3Jtg/s320/Snapshot_20120106_20.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you think the picture (photograph) above is photoshopped? You mean my true image is altered? Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so called "LIGHT" that can make your image a little brighter and it's for you to adjust the lighting effect of your camera. If you think you look kind of anemic you can adjust the "lighting effect to the right color by adjusting the contrast and brightness of what you can see through the lens or through the "mirror" of your own tech gadget. That's how simple it is. If this the kind of "face" you can see in front of the mirror then that's your face. Nobody else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up can do wonders to your face. It can hide blemishes, pimples and acne. What's wrong if you'll have beautiful pictures or photographs? Celebrities are encouraged to have beautiful gorgeous appearance on TV and MOVIES because they are endorser of products such as cosmetic, perfumery, clothing and any product the company wishes them to promote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a celebrity! This I want to make it clear. I just love PHOTOGRAPHY and the ARTS...which is a very broad subject to tackle with.&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/-kyEzb78lh4M/Tw280Ug0SBI/AAAAAAAAEPA/HhOT27D5HR0/s1600/Snapshot_20120109_6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kyEzb78lh4M/Tw280Ug0SBI/AAAAAAAAEPA/HhOT27D5HR0/s320/Snapshot_20120109_6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Am I endorsing VERSACE? Not really. It just happened that it's one of my favorite eau de toilette. I'm using it. You know what I mean? Celebrities may or may not use products they endorsed but it's up to them for they have a choice. The point is would it better that if you endorsed such product you have to use it so that you'll know or you and me knows the result? This is so true with commercials pertaining to medicine. But that's another subject to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In comparison. People love to compare any products that they bought in the market. Do you think the label has something to do with it? Or the trademark and branding plus the caption can do wonders to that advertisement? Don't tell me you follow the product and purchase such trademark because of the endorser who promote it? Take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for myself would take a chance and choice all together. TRYING to know out of curiousity wont kill a cat for they have nine lives. Trying to find out what is best is good than not trying at all. Be brave, be optimistic and most of all V whoever you can V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM who I am and stop comparing me with someone else&amp;nbsp; I don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosmetic: COVER GIRL, Revlon, and Johnson's baby powder.&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity is Beauty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8892520360181429445?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8892520360181429445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8892520360181429445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8892520360181429445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8892520360181429445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/you-think-picture-photograph-above-is.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B7sAmmiVgUA/Tw28uDma4HI/AAAAAAAAEO4/A1oNlAG3Jtg/s72-c/Snapshot_20120106_20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5873931758785964014</id><published>2012-01-10T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T11:15:14.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mystery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Industry'/><title type='text'>Life Without Mystery and Secrecy Is Dull and Boring</title><content type='html'>Why I am so concerned about the MOVIE INDUSTRY? You wanna know? Because this special kind of industry employs an incredible amount of talent based on quality and quantity of work. The significant amount of contributions and distribution worldwide is worthy of financial gain and reward. Hope it's legal and no piracy. As a matter of fact even the late Pope John Paul II of the Vatican knew all about this and the movie actor Kevin Costner was made aware of this gigantic source of income for the whole world to see and realized that it is also the "source of intelligence."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies act as pattern or format to see through ourselves whether we are all being portrayed in the characters the actors and actresses portrayed in the story. Just like what's written in the book, in the Holy Bible where all characters are depicted in such a way Jesus Christ and God tried to let the whole world to reflect their own vision and understanding on different situation where mankind failed. Sometimes it's through failures people learned the hard way. There are people who succeed without any trials it's just that success is always at their feet no matter what. Remember Jesus washing the hands of his disciples. Why Him washing their dirty feet? Aren't they old enough to wash their own? Mystery...mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On silvery lining:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maybe it's what you call being lucky and fortunate to have been born with the silver spoon in their mouth. Not gold eh? Yeah why not gold? Why silver? There 'ya go reading the Bible again. Why Jesus Christ asked Judas Escariot to go and get Him 30 pieces of silver. There must be "something special, valuable meaning to that 30 pieces of silver!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one of the many mysteries in the life of Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; Until now silver and gold go from one hand to another in trading and GOLD (Au) is still the most dominant expensive metal in the world. SILVER (Ag) just remained second and BRONZE the third metal to be worthy of praise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would like to have DIAMONDS? Lately plutonium and diamonds are great source of wealth. Without diamond in gold? It's kind of lame and flat. Diamond is made of special carbon and YOU as a human being is made of "carbon." Do you know? DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5873931758785964014?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5873931758785964014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5873931758785964014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5873931758785964014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5873931758785964014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/life-without-mystery-and-secrecy-is.html' title='Life Without Mystery and Secrecy Is Dull and Boring'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5996714881795756506</id><published>2012-01-09T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T12:48:31.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slogan'/><title type='text'>Create, Inspire, Innovate!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erpXjBLj4IA/TwtQDFLWTdI/AAAAAAAAEOg/L5by_LfgyWw/s1600/Snapshot_20120109_1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erpXjBLj4IA/TwtQDFLWTdI/AAAAAAAAEOg/L5by_LfgyWw/s320/Snapshot_20120109_1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;VERSACE eau de toilette is one of my favorite perfume. It is sweet scented combination of radiant fresh floral that's really exciting. mystifying, enigmatic... and the "bottle" look at the bottle it is unique in appearance. I love it! It's a collector's item. Costly, not so cheap. The scent last more than 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q7GK6fIyOY/TwtQGi0aWNI/AAAAAAAAEOo/a80HvhDhGJ8/s1600/Snapshot_20120109_11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q7GK6fIyOY/TwtQGi0aWNI/AAAAAAAAEOo/a80HvhDhGJ8/s320/Snapshot_20120109_11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I wouldn't mind having it everyday. Would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMkDHzPUPjs/TwtQNMWCqlI/AAAAAAAAEOw/1NiytOxJDx8/s1600/Snapshot_20120109_15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qMkDHzPUPjs/TwtQNMWCqlI/AAAAAAAAEOw/1NiytOxJDx8/s320/Snapshot_20120109_15.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Take it or leave it. But don't drink it. It's not wine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEARN. LIVE. LOVE. LAUGH. PRAY. INSPIRE. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I need CHEERS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5996714881795756506?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5996714881795756506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5996714881795756506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5996714881795756506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5996714881795756506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/create-inspire-innovate.html' title='Create, Inspire, Innovate!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-erpXjBLj4IA/TwtQDFLWTdI/AAAAAAAAEOg/L5by_LfgyWw/s72-c/Snapshot_20120109_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2967003496528635969</id><published>2012-01-06T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:33:28.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drawing'/><title type='text'>The Brown Owl  and The Dragons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-viqN33i3PSg/TwcpcspLszI/AAAAAAAAENk/jc2-53YNVho/s1600/January+2012+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-viqN33i3PSg/TwcpcspLszI/AAAAAAAAENk/jc2-53YNVho/s320/January+2012+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was surprised when my daughter arrived home from school with this drawing above of a great brown owl. Cute isn't it? My daughter is really good at drawing, one of her skills. She is a moody creative artist. Moody! She likes to draw when she feels like it not that she does it all the time. She's enrolled in computer animation and I want her to expand her creativity with computer skills if need be. I hope the computer art teacher knew the many skills and techniques applied in such art so that my daughter can benefit from it. A good teacher always teach the students the required skills and not hide the importance of the knowledge and skills required to maintain perfection in every result of that artwork. You have to pass your talent to the ones whom you think will follow your footsteps in creating an obra - maestra or masterpiece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may notice that there are too many video games and movies based on animated cartoon characters then also the discovery of Avatar the new generation of digitally skilled and altered human beings used for&amp;nbsp; "Avatar film - making." Not that I want to change human beings being used to work in the movies to act and talk but animation is such a world wide hit in this generation in this time and you and I have to go with the flow or sink swim against the current? If you're a great swimmer, yes.&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/-HfnM3z2KjQM/Twcpn3ui2qI/AAAAAAAAENs/wNxwZJuiWvc/s1600/January+2012+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HfnM3z2KjQM/Twcpn3ui2qI/AAAAAAAAENs/wNxwZJuiWvc/s320/January+2012+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Year 2012 is the Year of the Dragons. Chinese love their dragons. Do the other population love dragons? Not so many like dragons. For them it's evil. It's the dancing dragon &amp;gt; the Aurora! The Northern lights and it's amazing and at the same time it is scary. Frightening to the bones.&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/-2F4w1hMHq10/TwcpvfZUhrI/AAAAAAAAEN0/pueK3KWqT9M/s1600/January+2012+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2F4w1hMHq10/TwcpvfZUhrI/AAAAAAAAEN0/pueK3KWqT9M/s320/January+2012+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well folks you have to realize it's only drawing. You have to tame the inner dragon in yourself. Reality, fantasy! Can you make a difference and comparison? Our mind can do such thing of figuring it out.&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/-6uGQBINIpu0/Twcp2VIlg0I/AAAAAAAAEN8/eEcVi9xqFCk/s1600/January+2012+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6uGQBINIpu0/Twcp2VIlg0I/AAAAAAAAEN8/eEcVi9xqFCk/s320/January+2012+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh dragons! Aren't they colorful? Vibrant so tantalizing? China the origin of dragon and then Bruce Lee provided us with "Enter The Dragon" movie until a strange dream mystified his very own existence and next thing we know he died. Then his son followed in such a very mystifying death only dragons knew that Empire always strike back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The SUN is like a fiery fierce dragon it can send fire and solar flares. It can be so madly deeply hot and cooler at night. Could it be that the sun is also the moon? No one can tell...only if you have the strength of the dragon within your blood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2967003496528635969?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2967003496528635969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2967003496528635969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2967003496528635969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2967003496528635969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/brown-owl-and-dragons.html' title='The Brown Owl  and The Dragons'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-viqN33i3PSg/TwcpcspLszI/AAAAAAAAENk/jc2-53YNVho/s72-c/January+2012+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6460318575028838681</id><published>2012-01-03T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T11:59:25.523-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><title type='text'>Born To Be Alive &amp; Born To Pitch YEAR @)!@ 2012!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nEMWvKvvrbs/TwNc-IG_6zI/AAAAAAAAENQ/LNTNXvSQ4HI/s1600/December+1%252C+2011+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nEMWvKvvrbs/TwNc-IG_6zI/AAAAAAAAENQ/LNTNXvSQ4HI/s320/December+1%252C+2011+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How to end a blog? I want to end my blog here at Blogspot (Google) and concentrate on writing a book. The point is I have so much idea running like yin-yang in my head and I cannot start the very beginning or introduction of that novel. I have a very interesting and exciting plot however I am not in the most health buff rather not in a good condition to start another blog story here in the internet h-way. As I noticed the frequent computer blogger users stop their musing too. Maybe they also realized that no matter how many literary agents assured them of the publishing success still is the most dominant writers who are writing for over 20 years get to win the much needed space and capital. For the newbie's it's gonna be a survivalist's skills and effort to start again and again every time the novel is rejected. That I know of a soultion...have a publishing company of your own. Have a machinery of people who will print and publish your book. It's gonna be a tremendous amount of capital. The result? Are the people buying such stories? Are they really buying the book that you have written? Or maybe the best possible way to cope up is sell the novel to a movie production company and have that novel be made into movie. That's all I can think of with my net novela. The amount of special effects for such "novels" are really intended for movies not as "reading material." The ingredients for reading materials are "wordly" and flowery. Enough lexicon, hundred thousand words at least in 500 pages book. Although in the business of film-making when time is of the essence dialogue is cut off giving only "lines that are more vital or important for the viewers to understand the sequencing of the whole story. This goes for action, suspense thrillers and science fiction and fantasy genre kind of films. If you're a fan of Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter movies you'll notice that there are only few good lines being said by the characters, because the director is more focused on cinematography, special effects and what else your eyes could SEE. Because you know what? Not too many old people watch movies nowadays. The movies are now settled for younger viewers. Older people ages 40 and above wont even finish a 2 hour length movie nor a 1 and half movie because they don't have enough patience. Actually the truth is they will watch movies and halfway through such viewing they will snore loud and clear to have other viewers be contaminated with the "tsetse fly." No pun intended but really some movies are such a bore you'll sleep the moment&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt; the cast have long dialogue and when the musical score needs further review and when you wake up ... OMG! Is it OVER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks!? Go away doomsday badviews, bad news and scenarios. Go away rumor-mongerers of end of the world! It's GOODBYE 2011 &amp;gt; HELLO @ 2012!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's 2012 and mind 'ya it's YEAR OF THE DRAGON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Exuberant colorful world. Flambuoyant majestic entrance to the New World 3. It's gonna be an explosion of colors, bright and spectacular instead of the usual black, white and brown. There should be&amp;nbsp; of vibrant LIVE sublime ethereal colors that can make you dance for joy, jump, kick, jog and run. Isn't that what makes you feel alive?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6460318575028838681?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6460318575028838681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6460318575028838681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6460318575028838681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6460318575028838681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2012/01/born-to-be-alive-born-to-pitch-year.html' title='Born To Be Alive &amp; Born To Pitch YEAR @)!@ 2012!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nEMWvKvvrbs/TwNc-IG_6zI/AAAAAAAAENQ/LNTNXvSQ4HI/s72-c/December+1%252C+2011+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6703086454747648784</id><published>2011-12-26T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:27:43.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economic Times'/><title type='text'>TIME After TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-y08V5xdMw/TvlWUa2LmkI/AAAAAAAAEMg/vABnuXymooE/s1600/Christmas+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-y08V5xdMw/TvlWUa2LmkI/AAAAAAAAEMg/vABnuXymooE/s320/Christmas+2011+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T I M E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been passing time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Watching trains go by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know the true real time now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who could be cheating the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darn, I should watch the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Adjustment Bureau"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6703086454747648784?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6703086454747648784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6703086454747648784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6703086454747648784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6703086454747648784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-after-time.html' title='TIME After TIME'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-y08V5xdMw/TvlWUa2LmkI/AAAAAAAAEMg/vABnuXymooE/s72-c/Christmas+2011+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5000626204148578126</id><published>2011-12-25T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T17:47:55.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stargazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jkFi3c7DIGo/TvfNtoTkwNI/AAAAAAAAEMU/uhK91k3uecU/s1600/Christmas+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jkFi3c7DIGo/TvfNtoTkwNI/AAAAAAAAEMU/uhK91k3uecU/s320/Christmas+2011+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yuhoo where's my brain? Ha ha ha ha ha! OMG! I'm trying to find out myself where do I go from here. Mushi mushi! Hello hello! ET are you there? Well you are not alone in this kind of peculiar inquiry to the unknown. It's not that I'm trying to measure the speed of your typing nor the way you drive but I'm trying to relate with some of the bloggers here who are extremely dedicated devoted and working so hard to beat the deadline of what happened to them this Christmas. Other just beat the dateline...meaning the ID and the TimeLine. The Spring Equinox has revealed that the time has totally changed or am I alone with that thing? Was it simply a "theory?" or let say just like what happened to Lara Craft in trying to change the climate and the rule of Law when it comes to Gravity? Well folks I remember last July of 2011 the day is longer than the night. It was amazing! I think it was only 3 hours of darkness. Shocking! How that happened? Is that in Einstein's state of mind? Is that an experiment sort of? Absolute weirdness. Unbelievable and if I'm the only one who was able to perceived such length of day and shortness of night there is something with you people. He he he he! OMG! I am all alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what happened during the first total eclipse when only the scientists, the astronomers knew what really happened because the rest of the population were in state of&amp;nbsp; shocked and their state of mind were "erased" during their time of unconsciousness. As if they didn't remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What lies ahead in outer space is something for us to find out that's if you are not busy meddling the affairs of so many celebrities whom you followed every now and then. Yeah, celebrities who are your models because you think they are the only stars! Follow the STAR and you wont get lost? Hmm really? What tomorrow may bring will give you answer the next day. But if you have plans for every day essentials all you need to watch is the time. Yup, wasting time is the worst thing that you can ever imagine. But if you've got nothing to do TIME is FOREVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5000626204148578126?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5000626204148578126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5000626204148578126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5000626204148578126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5000626204148578126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/stargazing.html' title='Stargazing'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jkFi3c7DIGo/TvfNtoTkwNI/AAAAAAAAEMU/uhK91k3uecU/s72-c/Christmas+2011+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3251121520042700751</id><published>2011-12-25T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T17:27:04.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101</title><content type='html'>How long other bloggers are blogging? I wonder why. When one liner is not enough for most of us here and they continued to text and text for as long as they get tired and the gadgets they are using are so small and tiny for my eyes to see. I couldn't accept the fact that texting using handheld gadget such as text messaging device such as ipod, iphone, blackberry and telus or samsung would be of help in my typing. I like a big keyboard because it's more relaxing and it's easy to find and communicate although of course will be seating in front of my desk if need be. Ah I think it's for every opinion of every user. They are used to using such small devices because it's also IN for teens and well ultra-modern tech makes it fascinating for the young ones. I haven't seen old, old people using text messaging device though. What makes them comfy and easier is just as good for everyone. Honestly I have to go with the flow if need be but not now. Besides texting is just for small instant messages only, for emergency not for blogging. Yeah not for blogging and writing stories. I happened to see an advertisement on Philippine site about the need of associate writer and they willing to pay the writer P15,000/month. Not bad if you live in the Philippines. Convert it to Canadian money? Too small. Not enough! Then thinking ... it's better than nothing right? Let me think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have blog novels and not making any from it. Maybe P15,000/month seemed too good to be real! Uhm...Think tank, think tank! OMG! Where's my brain? Where is the center of my brain? Same question that every blogger, educators and many writers&amp;nbsp; here would like to inquire. 101 dalmatian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3251121520042700751?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3251121520042700751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3251121520042700751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3251121520042700751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3251121520042700751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/101.html' title='101'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1505112184436458791</id><published>2011-12-19T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:59:33.831-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG5ovSI_0E0/Tu-kNygYfOI/AAAAAAAAEMA/N22Zg78cmwo/s1600/December+19%252C+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG5ovSI_0E0/Tu-kNygYfOI/AAAAAAAAEMA/N22Zg78cmwo/s320/December+19%252C+2011+014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBXjZ8aI0fg/Tu-kWboFkLI/AAAAAAAAEMI/GGIMA8T5m0M/s1600/December+19%252C+2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VBXjZ8aI0fg/Tu-kWboFkLI/AAAAAAAAEMI/GGIMA8T5m0M/s320/December+19%252C+2011+020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing you the very best of the&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Holiday Season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; Have a bright prosperous New Year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;C H E E R S!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1505112184436458791?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1505112184436458791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1505112184436458791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1505112184436458791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1505112184436458791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cG5ovSI_0E0/Tu-kNygYfOI/AAAAAAAAEMA/N22Zg78cmwo/s72-c/December+19%252C+2011+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3397346992213758708</id><published>2011-12-10T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:43:40.245-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Collector&apos;s Item'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New $100 Note'/><title type='text'>Gift-Giving Idea</title><content type='html'>I've been busy lately due to the many important things I need to accomplish before December 25, 2011. I am half-way my Christmas shopping which is a little fun especially there is a budget for that. Actually the gifts are intended for my family. For my extended family it would be hard to find something for them because their wants, needs and wishes are beyond me. I mean beyond my comprehension because they wont tell me what they really want because they are too shy or just that somehow I know they would rather ask for "money" instead. Thereby they can choose what they need or something that they can appreciate really good. It's always been like that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's why on Boxing Days you'll know people try to exchange their gifts from where those gifts they received on Christmas Day. Well, the normal excuse is the clothes don't fit them, the shoes are either too big or too small. Or they hate the colors of those dress, blouse, and shirts. What else the satisfaction of every gift-giver and receiver varies differently. That's why it's best to give CASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ur3B21SPmM/TuOIZXKUFmI/AAAAAAAAEK0/WWJUU6OamPo/s1600/December+12%252C+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ur3B21SPmM/TuOIZXKUFmI/AAAAAAAAEK0/WWJUU6OamPo/s320/December+12%252C+2011+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlqB7hBW_-g/TuOIpGebpuI/AAAAAAAAEK8/H-pkg4Emc6I/s1600/December+12%252C+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OlqB7hBW_-g/TuOIpGebpuI/AAAAAAAAEK8/H-pkg4Emc6I/s320/December+12%252C+2011+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Too bad that if the giver hasn't much the cash you deserve and what happened now? Tell this to them...be happy if you'll receive cash or gifts under $100.00 because there are people who don't even receive any. That no matter how rude or naughty ... you are receiving something from Secret Santa or from your loved ones. Gift-giving is actually for the children and when you are old already be happy if you'll receive at least pair of socks, briefs, panty or brassieres. lol I know of somebody who keeps giving pajamas because you'll be sleeping out of boredom. Uhm let see, maybe this time of the Year 2011 Christmas is amazingly superbly not boring but a happy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits: The New&amp;nbsp; Canadian $100 note made of polymer + tic. The transparent windows and color of the "ribbon changed" depends on what is present on its surface as it reflect on its side. It acts like a "hologram" or "mirror" and its totally extra terrestial. You can flip it the way you want it and wish and ask&amp;nbsp; "Do you have enough insulin?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the color appears a different tone such as pink then you'll have to relay for Cancer. Wow! Totally innovative!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3397346992213758708?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3397346992213758708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3397346992213758708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3397346992213758708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3397346992213758708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/gift-giving-idea.html' title='Gift-Giving Idea'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Ur3B21SPmM/TuOIZXKUFmI/AAAAAAAAEK0/WWJUU6OamPo/s72-c/December+12%252C+2011+014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7194023377668217025</id><published>2011-12-02T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T17:25:12.900-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nutcrackers'/><title type='text'>Nutcrackers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJ5n9QdBclU/Ttl4FMuFVeI/AAAAAAAAEKE/TBa0vBYim9o/s1600/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJ5n9QdBclU/Ttl4FMuFVeI/AAAAAAAAEKE/TBa0vBYim9o/s320/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1_PmUCvdr8/Ttl4PdQJFRI/AAAAAAAAEKM/SbKdl5biQdc/s1600/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1_PmUCvdr8/Ttl4PdQJFRI/AAAAAAAAEKM/SbKdl5biQdc/s320/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUqIHYqqYTE/Ttl4gF7AHwI/AAAAAAAAEKU/ZUxOx_GOYUE/s1600/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vUqIHYqqYTE/Ttl4gF7AHwI/AAAAAAAAEKU/ZUxOx_GOYUE/s320/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nD2P9SOOuRo/Ttl4sIY8oBI/AAAAAAAAEKc/J3Dsybxyjwc/s1600/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nD2P9SOOuRo/Ttl4sIY8oBI/AAAAAAAAEKc/J3Dsybxyjwc/s320/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My nutcracker collection.&lt;br /&gt;My plan is to collect at least 100 nutcrackers. So if you want to gift me this holiday&lt;br /&gt;especially on Christmas Day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUTCRACKERS are such a delight gift and just right for the occasion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7194023377668217025?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7194023377668217025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7194023377668217025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7194023377668217025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7194023377668217025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/nutcrackers.html' title='Nutcrackers!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WJ5n9QdBclU/Ttl4FMuFVeI/AAAAAAAAEKE/TBa0vBYim9o/s72-c/November+19%252C+20%252C+2011evjvt+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4655029278620140765</id><published>2011-12-01T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T16:45:44.174-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seagull and the Storm'/><title type='text'>The Seagull and the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy171F21j3E/Ttgb7j0rFjI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/ts9jjxpFyAk/s1600/November+26%252C+2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy171F21j3E/Ttgb7j0rFjI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/ts9jjxpFyAk/s320/November+26%252C+2011+016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Great awesome view! My husband Lorne and I on the way home when we spotted the raging waves and the many seagulls flying helplessly along the beach. Snapshots many photos of the waves as they splashed the current along the shore. I don't need to get out from the truck. I aimed my Canon digital camera from where I seated inside the vehicle and there ^ the result. I think it was spectacular! I would like to give it to my son Cade and he can paint it for his subject: Artwork. Just like his Mommy, he is very artistic and creative. There I go again lifting my chair. Who else will lift it right? My husband and my daughter and another son can do the lifting of my pride but I would rather lift my own. When I was in Grade School it's my teachers lifting my work as a student. I think when we get older it's us who will be entitled to lift our own pride. It's a must! Unless of course if you have trusted friends who are willing to do it for you not because you pay them, awarding them with gifts, or they want to be praised also. The give &amp;amp; take process of giving credit where credit is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Most of all you really have to HAVE a perfect eyesight or vision to appreciate what beauty is all about and what is a form of art in the truest sense of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4655029278620140765?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4655029278620140765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4655029278620140765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4655029278620140765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4655029278620140765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/seagull-and-storm.html' title='The Seagull and the Storm'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wy171F21j3E/Ttgb7j0rFjI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/ts9jjxpFyAk/s72-c/November+26%252C+2011+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3091502600804389506</id><published>2011-12-01T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T13:35:24.395-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Truth Be Told</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iji0cagBik0/Ttfpxc5ye_I/AAAAAAAAEJk/zkCN7UwfB2o/s1600/3virg_l.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iji0cagBik0/Ttfpxc5ye_I/AAAAAAAAEJk/zkCN7UwfB2o/s320/3virg_l.jpeg" width="201" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The photograph above is the Madonna of the Rocks which is painted by a world renowned artist (You know the true painter of Madonna of the Rocks don't you?)&amp;nbsp; and was being viewed by millions of people at Louvre, Paris. It was a "frescoe" that the manner it was painted has a "reflection of somekind that affects the light and your vision." It has an "illuminati effect."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great! Too many gifted artist produced different version of the "original painting" that the color, true color changed as the time goes by. Or let say the brush stroke and the medium from where the colors of ink that were used varied. Original paint used during the time it was painted was originally from several dye stuff from plants and animals.An artist named John Anthony made another painting of Madonna on the rocks on his page. Yup better mentioned that because we should give credit where credit is due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On contrary I can paint and draw also. I wish people should have the manner and ethics to give credit too whenever I made, written, photographed my work of arts. They should. Educated people should not take anything, steal or be proud of something they "aren't" or they don't have. Be proud of your accomplishments and what you have to accomplish in your life time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YThtzO5Hv5A/TtfqAk3u5qI/AAAAAAAAEJs/u_Kf55vKNiw/s1600/Maple+leaves+and+images+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YThtzO5Hv5A/TtfqAk3u5qI/AAAAAAAAEJs/u_Kf55vKNiw/s320/Maple+leaves+and+images+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Know what? I have my own "painting" here too right here in my kitchen just outside the home is a beautiful view of what I can see out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a natural, truly a VIEW worth seeing eh? I love those maple trees there with its majestic colorful foliage. Those rocks? Oh I'd rather envisioned there are "Madonnas" sitting on the rocks with the babies on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOm4O79TIBw/TtfqWVrtEZI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/SHmxpVrtKWE/s1600/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TOm4O79TIBw/TtfqWVrtEZI/AAAAAAAAEJ0/SHmxpVrtKWE/s320/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now take a look at this photograph ^&amp;nbsp; Uhm, isn't that superbly enchanting? Enchanted by the miraculous power of sublime entities. Artworks for humanities. Landmark that keeps you in amazing awe and glory for the religious belief&amp;nbsp; that never dies. The original painter or the photographer of this image? Please make a thorough research because I don't even know. It was an image used for the book of Saint Bernadette published by Sinag Tala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I'm not finished yet with my blog writing here and I can hear so many blunt words. Anyway, I wish they should stop for a minute to keep quiet and pray that their life is not as bad as others. You are making your life miserable because you are a very unhappy child and when you are unhappy as a child you grow up a very unhappy insecure woman. Can we move on? I had enough of these bitchy women who keep annoying my world. I want a sunny weather and they keep on whining about the heat. When the weather is cold and fresh air starts to roll the clouds they complained it's windy and cold. Really some people are not contented of who they are and always incomplete because they missed so many things in life, like life is so unfair! Life is really so unfair no matter where you look or what sides you are in. The point is we cannot allow war to happen all the time. Nobody wins in war. Nobody wins when somebody is hostile, greedy and grumpy. If you've got nothing to do just sleep, close your eyes. If you wake up from your sleep then you're one of those fortunates you can see the day to day happening even if its the same thing all the time. For history repeats itself...sad but true. History repeats itself! Then another blogger said, " Fear history for it respects no secrets." HISTORY will be a HISTORY without fear and what truth is all about no matter how bad it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think we are all clones or rather reincarnation is for real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3091502600804389506?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3091502600804389506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3091502600804389506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3091502600804389506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3091502600804389506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-truth-be-told.html' title='Another Truth Be Told'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Iji0cagBik0/Ttfpxc5ye_I/AAAAAAAAEJk/zkCN7UwfB2o/s72-c/3virg_l.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1436042547307626187</id><published>2011-11-24T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:53:08.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV-WxX5Wk-k/Ts51-HGRaUI/AAAAAAAAEJc/JZa-pCY24M4/s1600/November+18%252C+19%252C+2011+evjvt+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV-WxX5Wk-k/Ts51-HGRaUI/AAAAAAAAEJc/JZa-pCY24M4/s320/November+18%252C+19%252C+2011+evjvt+018.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not a computer savvy either. You wont ever call me a technocrat. I would like a simpler web format or platform for my blogs but I am a very creative person and I like colors that match my personality. Visualization of the things inside the blog pages and the color of text are one of the characteristic of why blogs are frequently being read and viewed. For some intellectual and mature people they tend to read what matters to them. Or mostly idea and opinion that they can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perceived that some of the blogs here in Google are composed and written by older writers. I think they are not only novelist but teachers, educators and from the sector of the government and affiliated somehow with those working in the political office. Anyway, I am an educator myself in the way I tackle sensitive issue. There are times &amp;gt; I was childish and insensitive to please the younger readers. I can be both: mature yet intellectual it's just depends on the situation and subject of discussion in my own blog. I am an opinionated and stubborn when you bruised my ego. We all have ego. Don't you have one? Id, ego and super-ego ? Now that could be my breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to change the format of my blog just to please others. Like they have to eat the dust! Hep, pardon the expressive language. That's the sarcastic tone of having the "speed of light internet connection." Ha! No way there is nothing like that. It's just a term given to having a "flash connectivity" when data are lost due to its speed. Now you can pinpoint where the data is. Changing the format and the speed and windows of our blog will only mean another lead taking over.&amp;nbsp; How sure we are not paying for the next lead and next format. It's like telemarketers asking you to change your whole blog format so that they can rule over you and then wake up that your blog belongs to them thereby losing your own connections from the rest of those who are following you before. TRUE, so true Crystal Jigsaw ... that's the strange notion when changing Windows 98 to another Windows has bankrupted so many companies in the US and Canada. Now what happened to Microsoft? They have legal woes and foes. I think the former Pres. Bush and the military has problems to deal with in the first place before the millenium. Darn sort of like WAR GAME movie isn't it? A blockbuster movie I viewed when I was young. Long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutcrackers...where are you???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1436042547307626187?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1436042547307626187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1436042547307626187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1436042547307626187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1436042547307626187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/24.html' title='24'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV-WxX5Wk-k/Ts51-HGRaUI/AAAAAAAAEJc/JZa-pCY24M4/s72-c/November+18%252C+19%252C+2011+evjvt+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2643290255325135006</id><published>2011-11-23T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T13:07:13.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sa TutuO Lang</title><content type='html'>I was born in Fort William Mackinley which in that period of time belongs to United States of America, then that makes me an American not Filipina but I have Filipino parents. Then now based on territory Vancouver island is actually an American island not of Canada. However if the island is spinning like a clock what could be the best applicable "nationality" given to inhabitants of Vancouver island?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPINNER? Oh darn now we're back to "Entangled"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakakahilo! Hilo na talaga ako sa kaka-spin ng mga leche na ito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Alaska to the border of Alberta, Seattle and from there I realized the world is really small. The population of the world is concentrated close to edge of the Pacific where the ocean is. Farther away from the Pacific rim are nothing but wilderness, tundra, desert, and mountains. People? The people tend to move closer and closer where the water is available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2643290255325135006?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2643290255325135006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2643290255325135006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2643290255325135006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2643290255325135006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/sa-tutuo-lang.html' title='Sa TutuO Lang'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1023647983373108454</id><published>2011-11-18T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T17:27:40.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snowy Winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter 2006'/><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland in November 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFP9JSZ8J44/TsakkWVS43I/AAAAAAAAEIw/Od3ALCJLpI8/s1600/Nov182011+Winter+Scene+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFP9JSZ8J44/TsakkWVS43I/AAAAAAAAEIw/Od3ALCJLpI8/s320/Nov182011+Winter+Scene+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZZYtWZgEII/TsamxwOP8SI/AAAAAAAAEI4/yWkL_Tw8AIo/s1600/Nov182011+Winter+Scene+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZZYtWZgEII/TsamxwOP8SI/AAAAAAAAEI4/yWkL_Tw8AIo/s320/Nov182011+Winter+Scene+050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Truly the first sign that WINTER is now here ...SNOW! Snowy winter wonderland in our city. The first drop of snow last night and it stopped around 4:30 AM. Fresh winter breeze, no rain and the temperature is really awesome! Cooler and wonderful. Fresh scent of pine and cedar is refreshing. I could go and on walking to the trails going to the forest but I would continue that later when my daughter can accompany me to the trails up there. For the meantime took few snapshots of surrounding in that area zone, including my footsteps. I will post some of the photographs later. I first thought I can catch the raccoon who frequently visit our backyard and digging the garbage bin. But no raccoon in sight. It could be a stray dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1023647983373108454?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1023647983373108454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1023647983373108454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1023647983373108454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1023647983373108454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/winter-wonderland-in-november-2011.html' title='Winter Wonderland in November 2011'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pFP9JSZ8J44/TsakkWVS43I/AAAAAAAAEIw/Od3ALCJLpI8/s72-c/Nov182011+Winter+Scene+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7626999125919880812</id><published>2011-11-16T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:14:11.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird Or What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDZBOSBm2BQ/TsQItnBYrAI/AAAAAAAAEIo/tfMGCeCirF0/s1600/November+15%252C+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDZBOSBm2BQ/TsQItnBYrAI/AAAAAAAAEIo/tfMGCeCirF0/s320/November+15%252C+2011+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go ballistic which is my normal instinct when I am in the mood writing my next novel HOWEVER I realized that HEY, it's already November 16 going 17 and few more days and it's Christmastime. So there is nothing better than to forgive and forget those who wronged us so that we can see the light of day the next day and next days to come. Isn't that what Jesus Christ's message?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was born in a manger and the shepherds and all the farm animals with Him at the beginning of time together with his Holy Mother Mary and Father Joseph of course. Such an intriguing story, very mysterious indeed that a son was born through Virgin birth. How could that happened? Test tube baby? If that's the case maybe our past is about the future and the future is about the past! Oh my what a fifth element indeed. Jesus was the first test tube baby. Hmm...now that is not so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can find answer and reason about thousand year old mystery then it's not impossible to find out who that telemarketer who keeps annoying you almost everyday. Hoodlums who can copy your identity and copy your own voice. You can have them track down through a gadget issued by the Pentagon, FBI and CIA. Dude nothing goes wrong as long as you are DOING THE RIGHT THING IN A RIGHT WAY! If you have a good conscience the guilty will be punished and the righteous will be rewarded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7626999125919880812?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7626999125919880812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7626999125919880812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7626999125919880812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7626999125919880812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/weird-or-what.html' title='Weird Or What?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDZBOSBm2BQ/TsQItnBYrAI/AAAAAAAAEIo/tfMGCeCirF0/s72-c/November+15%252C+2011+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-118384488699522666</id><published>2011-11-16T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:43:13.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullies Beware!</title><content type='html'>You know what's irritating with other "not so human in this world"? They are full of tricks!!!! It's hard to reason out with them because they are not only "clever" but cunning!!!!!You can practice that in Harry Potter scenes not in school. That maybe the reason why some parents want their kids home-schooled. It is for the same reason that there is a need for video surveillance in many schools in Canada, USA and many schools were there are so many BULLIES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-118384488699522666?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/118384488699522666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=118384488699522666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/118384488699522666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/118384488699522666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/bullies-beware.html' title='Bullies Beware!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2838385599438173950</id><published>2011-11-15T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T12:35:13.047-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog World'/><title type='text'>Busyness Makes Me Happy</title><content type='html'>LIFE today is getting so familiarly boring! Before I could move out from the direction I want at least there's that prime instinct that I did what a good Mother should be @ early morning. Every morning or every day preparing food for the family. Breakfast the usual preparation. Then followed by house cleaning, cooking again for lunch ( delicious sopas &amp;gt; chicken soup with fresh veggies and spices), photography if I found something unusual that needs introspection through the Canon lens. Then artwork or drawings if I need to back up my novels mostly handwritten. Yes using my hands with pen and with ink of course! Writing in between when a certain idea sparks my curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grooming? Yeah that I wont ever forget!!!! Good grooming is a must! I wont be a slob though. Never!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possibilities are endless in a competitive world of WRITING &amp;amp; BLOGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7Xd-P3gK20/TsLM6HIEZxI/AAAAAAAAEIc/M9mLhyw9ai8/s1600/November+15%252C+2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7Xd-P3gK20/TsLM6HIEZxI/AAAAAAAAEIc/M9mLhyw9ai8/s320/November+15%252C+2011+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;HOWEVER...all you need is a COMPUTER and INTERNET CONNECTION. I know some of you are complaining why you cannot log in because probably the line is busy in your connection. Maybe you are not paying your internet provider. Maybe your line is illegal? Hopefully not. Not that it implicates few of those illegals nah, really there are so many reasons, valid reasons why others cannot blog. Maybe their bandwidth is already over and they have no direct line but they have tower and GB that is low or their computer is obsolete meaning they cannot cope up with faster computer like they are using Windows 98 while others are using Windows 7. I have a friend who all of a sudden we are chatting then suddenly she was off the air. Know why? Her computer is under Windows Vista. What's with Windows 7? It's like an AX. It keeps chopping your B log!!!!!!! Just kidding. You know me full of sense of humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2838385599438173950?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2838385599438173950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2838385599438173950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2838385599438173950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2838385599438173950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/busyness-makes-me-happy.html' title='Busyness Makes Me Happy'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7Xd-P3gK20/TsLM6HIEZxI/AAAAAAAAEIc/M9mLhyw9ai8/s72-c/November+15%252C+2011+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3050528368449171952</id><published>2011-11-14T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T12:43:02.894-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOnomics'/><title type='text'>Solomon, Solomon, Shalom Shalom!</title><content type='html'>NOW what happened? Aren't they all bankrupt in the USA? Good that they can always bail out and then followed by the many countries in the world. What a tragic domino effect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about Canada? Not bankrupt yet? Can a country go bankrupt? Anything that has space and occupy space has VALUE so bankruptcy has a SOLUTION. It just depends on right reasoning. If a country cannot pay debts from the World Bank? Take the SUN away from them. Isn't that the rule during and after the SEVEN DAYS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the best economist of the world? What good they are doing for their country's economy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3050528368449171952?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3050528368449171952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3050528368449171952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3050528368449171952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3050528368449171952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/solomon-solomon-shalom-shalom.html' title='Solomon, Solomon, Shalom Shalom!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2121051184909835688</id><published>2011-11-14T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:57:40.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't say this...don't say that!!!!!!! Uhm are you my grandmother? Are you talking to a toddler? Are you talking to a person who doesn't know what to do? Are you talking to a knowledgeable person and you don't want this person to over-react and ACT the way it should be because that person is getting the limelight he or she deserved? That you want that person be rejected so that you can have your turn and then get the work that is best for that person whom you don't want to blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? There are too many bloggers and "they said" they are trusted credible writers and agents for books. Great! I had just read from other blogs that these people are "barriers" to growth. They will do in everything to stop your work so that they can have your work! In the truest sense of the word? They are liars and bunch of misdirected untrusted people who we should avoid. Why? They want what you have!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers are rejected at the rate of&amp;nbsp; speed of light! That's why blogging makes sense!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You can rant at your heart's desire in retaliation to these bunch of hypocrites. That's what they are! Yeah truly. They speak like bunch of goody goody two shoes and they are like saintly. Like they know what to do and they are very professionals to steal your work. Greedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the example or best example how to explain this anomaly is through cartoon animated South Park when one of the boys want to deposit money in the bank. The bank teller asked if he wants to invest it in stock market. The boy replied HE JUST WANTS TO DEPOSIT HIS MONEY IN THE BANK!!!!! Then the teller said again that she will have it in&amp;nbsp; stock market and then she clicked it. It's there the teller said. The boy argued that he wants the money in the bank as a "deposit" in his account but the teller insisted its in the stock market. Until the end of the discussion and what happened? Just the click of the teller automatically sent the money of that boy in SM and it's gone! Voila! Bank tellers are just like that now with their hands clicking as quick as lightning and they don't know where the money goes. Is that what's happening in today's world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then commercial about two guys using wireless laptop. The guy is sending "data" to a site and then all of&amp;nbsp; a sudden the data got hold and then the other laptop user got it and he left with the woman that they are "going there too." WEIRD?! That's what happening in some of our data here in the internet. No wonder why too many go bankrupt and worst thing? What could be the worst thing that could ever happen? This is one thing that the government have to discuss. IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU even to politicians. Even celebrities can go bankrupt. They don't choose anybody. THOSE HACKERS ARE DIME A DOZEN! They are like ducks waiting to be shoot by your rifles!!!!!!!! If you see Mr. Dick Cheney shooting ducks that's a warning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2121051184909835688?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2121051184909835688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2121051184909835688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2121051184909835688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2121051184909835688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-say-this.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2039805784503938837</id><published>2011-11-12T09:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:21:06.896-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Unconscious'/><title type='text'>The UnConscious</title><content type='html'>I have no dreams or recurring dreams for the past months nor any nightmare then last Thursday night had a dream about our family friends who live in P.R. In that dream M was hugging my son Ty while we wait for his fiancee named Iris. M was so affectionately been fascinated with my son who at the time of the dream, was only a toddler. Then when Iris arrived she gave my son a big hug and embrace also as if they missed my son so much. The dream stop at that moment. There is no other explanation what the occasion is for that get-together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was after midnight of November 12, 2011 I had a dream again. In my dream I was invited by my aunt Lilly to go with her at a place where she lives. In that building she lives together with other different people not her relative nor do I know them. It was an old building, stinky and I don't really want to go there so I left. Then another scene I was with Cynthia, a friend of mine who died of leukemia. We went for a stroll and end up near an area close to arena with a seaview then Laura and George Bush (Yes the former US President and his wife!) Yeah I know I was surprised! Astonished! Why they appeared on my dream. They approached us and we asked for autograph which they obliged. They signed my book!!!! What? I don't know why I had my book signed by Mr. Bush!&amp;nbsp; Pres. GB joke with us which made us laugh because he is real funny like a comedian. Then they left with a big smile on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia and I went inside the church, it was an old church and inside was a man who introduced himself and he said he is a "palmologist." He asked to see and hold Cynthia's left palm which she obliged to let him see and he shocked us with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aren't you already dead?!!!!!" the man blurted out to my friend. Cynthia looked at me and I just keep quiet. I know in my dream that my friend is already dead. Long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;END of my dream. I woke up wanting to have the continuation of the dream, I tried to sleep again&amp;nbsp; but that's the end of it. What could be the meaning of that dream?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2039805784503938837?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2039805784503938837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2039805784503938837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2039805784503938837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2039805784503938837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-have-no-dreams-or-recurring-dreams.html' title='The UnConscious'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2133533009875650558</id><published>2011-11-11T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T10:16:23.509-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes? Muffin? Whatever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMFvwab4Fm0/Tr1lO7f9PBI/AAAAAAAAEIE/YXcjwVBdjMg/s1600/November+10%252C+11%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMFvwab4Fm0/Tr1lO7f9PBI/AAAAAAAAEIE/YXcjwVBdjMg/s320/November+10%252C+11%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some people are so weird today. I just couldn't believe it. I have better mind than them but because they are always into "games" they always get into my way. Really they are so mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, maybe in the short run ? Long run they want to make money!!!!!!! Okay that's a good idea. We have to make lots of money! Alright have to listen once in a while make things life easier for all of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2133533009875650558?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2133533009875650558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2133533009875650558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2133533009875650558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2133533009875650558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/cupcakes-muffin-whatever.html' title='Cupcakes? Muffin? Whatever!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMFvwab4Fm0/Tr1lO7f9PBI/AAAAAAAAEIE/YXcjwVBdjMg/s72-c/November+10%252C+11%252C+2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6209808220063762065</id><published>2011-11-10T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T10:12:18.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Have A Guardian Angel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUUUhBcciAg/TrwP9vCEjzI/AAAAAAAAEHk/8EIzLJyW8fM/s1600/Beautiful-butterflies-angels-17100429-593-800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUUUhBcciAg/TrwP9vCEjzI/AAAAAAAAEHk/8EIzLJyW8fM/s320/Beautiful-butterflies-angels-17100429-593-800.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Courtesy to Google for the image above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to post something that I made myself kaya lang I really like that "image above." Perfect color and perfect for my topic. It's better this way kasi my other option yung image sana nung movie na suspense thriller THE PRIEST. Have you watch it? Scary movie, lots of action. The mysterious man with a big cross tattoo on his face.&amp;nbsp; Quite intriguing di ba? I want to watch it but I'll wait for a while to be on the free movie channel. I wont rent. Why should I? Paying $100 /month for the TV connection is already such a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could have heaves or bunch of palay stalks here or a bunch of wheat that sways to the right. But that's okay. That image above will do justice. Don't you like the color? Very entertaining. Very refreshing! I don't know why another blogger hate the "green." Anything that is green and what it promotes green made him quiver. False advertisement of the nature of green system? He he he. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greenhouse? Green trees? Green cross? Green is not grin. But green is a greener pasture. I like green it refreshes my view. It's good for your eyes. It is young and vibrant. It's about a new life shining through. Green is brighter and easy on the eye. Do you have a green card? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All plants have chlorophyll that makes them green with pride. It is green when it gives oxygen. When it turns to red?&amp;nbsp; It's dead? Oh my! Dude this is sooooooooooo weird! You all need angels I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6209808220063762065?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6209808220063762065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6209808220063762065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6209808220063762065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6209808220063762065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/do-you-have-guardian-angel.html' title='Do You Have A Guardian Angel?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUUUhBcciAg/TrwP9vCEjzI/AAAAAAAAEHk/8EIzLJyW8fM/s72-c/Beautiful-butterflies-angels-17100429-593-800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5166054608843912363</id><published>2011-11-09T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T11:08:18.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What IF, What if?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW4RTwrdxCk/TrrLbgy11KI/AAAAAAAAEHc/Pimqdhbb3Xk/s1600/November+5%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW4RTwrdxCk/TrrLbgy11KI/AAAAAAAAEHc/Pimqdhbb3Xk/s320/November+5%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What if the true MAP is designed as a piece of cross? What if the SUN has 4 corners. What if the 4 corners were divided and what if the 4 corners were multiplied into 2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if the original map of the world is just the MAP OF THE PHILIPPINES represented with the symbols of the FLAG of the PHILIPPINES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if&amp;nbsp; CANADA is actually MINDANAO ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if Canada is actually the moon and the moon is actually the North Pole? The ice berg melt down and then the land is ready for occupancy. Who should take over?&amp;nbsp; Not because you put your flag on a land that belongs to another country doesn't mean it's owned by that country whose flag resides. There could be legal complications right? I think this kind of BS was tackled already at the time of Christ. Hasn't been solved up to now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they keep on digging and unearthing from the rubbles, from the soil, until they were all cryptic by the cryptococcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the original map is? Nobody knows. The plan is always revealed at the Olympics. If you listen and watched the 2010 Olympic Games in Vancouver you'll know. The torch or light of fire were then hand over to "decision makers" and it even reached the Philippines. What does it mean? What is Pnoy's decision? He would allow the NK and SK to rule and govern Manila? Or you want the British Government in that area? It's the same all over again you know. Or build another reclamation area. Dump the gazillion garbage and that mountain of garbage will be another island somewhere in the Pacific. In 30 years that island will will yield trees and plants. Another new found land. The first one who can mark it with flag then that belongs to that "country." BUT where are you getting the money for that plan. You can plant your flag there but whose money or capital you have to use. That's what happened to Canada. Whose MONEY you are using?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5166054608843912363?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5166054608843912363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5166054608843912363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5166054608843912363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5166054608843912363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-if-what-if.html' title='What IF, What if?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DW4RTwrdxCk/TrrLbgy11KI/AAAAAAAAEHc/Pimqdhbb3Xk/s72-c/November+5%252C+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-376603751122845569</id><published>2011-11-08T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T18:06:48.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colors'/><title type='text'>I First Thought I'm Going Blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPDKxINavDo/TrndVeWL5bI/AAAAAAAAEHU/S6zER0G4AIE/s1600/Nov+4to+7%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPDKxINavDo/TrndVeWL5bI/AAAAAAAAEHU/S6zER0G4AIE/s320/Nov+4to+7%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm having problem typing or writing these past few days. I first thought I'm going blind or my vision is getting blurry and I need pair of eye glasses. Then I read a blog with a different view, darker color background and white font text. It must have been that I am used to reading from a blackboard with white prints (using chalk) from Elementary, HS to College. Reading textbook with bright white color bond paper and black ink used as text would also be a problem. I wonder how many people find it hard or have that so called difficulty reading from such material. But you know what? I noticed and has observed that there are too many children have problem reading in this generation because of&amp;nbsp; computer. Too bright! It's like staring at a boxlight or square flashlight with text and photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Easy Note image above is a remedy for those who are having problem typing and reading when the text/ font is black and the background is white. If you don't like the green you can change the color to yellow, purple or blue. However.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREEN is good for the eyes! It's very refreshing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-376603751122845569?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/376603751122845569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=376603751122845569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/376603751122845569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/376603751122845569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-first-thought-im-going-blind.html' title='I First Thought I&apos;m Going Blind'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uPDKxINavDo/TrndVeWL5bI/AAAAAAAAEHU/S6zER0G4AIE/s72-c/Nov+4to+7%252C+2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6932012813125823958</id><published>2011-11-05T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T10:01:42.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eduaction'/><title type='text'>Are You Suffering ?</title><content type='html'>"Make sure you back up your son's art works and many of his digital graphic arts from his computer." Words of wisdom from my son's teacher in High School. Comforting words of support and guidelines that we adhere and we must follow because it's a must in today's world when so many data are lost in the computer internet world when some juvenile delinquents richer than you are hacked and will steal or has stolen some artworks made and created by gifted students. I know my son, looking at his work of arts they are really good and worthy of praise. He's got his streak of artsy hands from me. Now that's not being conceited but being frank and honest. Every parent in the world are just proud and happy to let everyone know that their children exceed or excelled in something worthy. My other son is not equally gifted with the arts however he is really amazing when it comes to communication and English is his forte. He should study Literature or Philosophy and Theology in University but that's not his main objective in life. I don't want to ask him further. It's really up to him what he really like to do. Me and his Dad are just here to support his objective and goal whatever that is most important. My daughter on the other hand is autistic. She is autistic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What is autism anyway?&amp;nbsp; Just like others, just like other children, kids and many teens who were diagnosed with this kind of learning disability where parents get so fed up because it's a diagnosis without a cure. There are too many negative feedbacks and news story about autism and it makes me upset every day of my life since we found out that she has that disability. That I'll be with her through thick and thin because autistic people need to be dependent on the many aspects of daily life. That I have to worry about what she needs to wear, what she needs to eat everyday. What 's next to do? They cannot function the normal way because they need the guidance most of the time. There's a need for them to give them a shout to do such thing or autistic people should always be reminded about something like it's time to have breakfast, lunch and dinner. That it's time to go to school or have a bath and time to sleep. They lack the normal view of life as it is. They don't know what time is and most of all they think they are alone in this world. For them it's their world not yours. They have a world of their own and you are only included if you try to include yourself in their own mentality. It is a difficult situation. Even teachers at school obviously have problem dealing with autism. They will tell you they know its definition and meaning and they know what to do. Experts, doctors, and many helpers tried to separate their autistic students from the rest of other students. You think that help? Or just made the situation miserable? There are 3 kind of autistic diagnosis: the gifted, the high functioning, and the low functioning group. Her doctor once said at age 5 that she was a gifted child. Able to memorize the whole Aristocats movie and the whole character's dialogue. Other cartoon shows where there is vocal words being said, she knew them by heart and can mimic almost everyone's part.&amp;nbsp; Imagine she knew the whole story and she knew what those cats are talking about, their dialogue she memorized at age 4. She can count from 1 to 20 and print at age 6, she can write her name before entering nursery. She can solve so many games that requires mental acuity, find clues and finished a certain game before time lapsed. Her artworks are better in Elementary years then she lost sense of appreciating the talent when she was in Middle School. She loves swimming and she's really good at it until she learned how to skate. She is either good in soccer or skates as what the teacher said. That I have to find out. I just know my daughter being so good in swimming. Not that of skating or soccer. But I have to find out right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life skills? The importance of life skills should be administer in all schools and Colleges here in Canada. The government should provide lots of funding for the needy children, and teens especially those who are "born Canadian."&amp;nbsp; Provide the funding for your own people not the people from other countries! When you cannot provide resources for your own people that means you cannot and will never provide anything for new&amp;nbsp; immigrants. Take that Mr. Jason K and Mr. Harper. Maybe Mr. Flaherty knew that all along. His son has disability and many Canadians suffer the same kind of problem and that they have to give importance. Cutting the budget for the SCHOOL is not the solution. Cutting the budget for the school means having your children suffer the consequences and you and your own children has to suffer with the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDUCATION at home and education at school is very important to all of us. It is vital to growth. It is the knowledge that gives you the power to communicate and be a better person. It what makes you human. Education clothe you and gives you the dignity you deserve. It gives you the distinct character of sense of responsibility and respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. Verna Turner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6932012813125823958?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6932012813125823958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6932012813125823958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6932012813125823958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6932012813125823958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-suffering.html' title='Are You Suffering ?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2962288886802523612</id><published>2011-11-03T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T11:19:33.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Message'/><title type='text'>Message To KB's Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMEMsZiwUc/TrLaGcg2LMI/AAAAAAAAEHE/7ZRT52aBXW8/s1600/November+3%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMEMsZiwUc/TrLaGcg2LMI/AAAAAAAAEHE/7ZRT52aBXW8/s320/November+3%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think I have the right to post this email. I did informed her &amp;gt; Mrs. Kathryn Brown about emails from her friends going to my email address. Then she emailed me back for her answer. Above image showed her reply to me. I hope that clears everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I first thought emails for her will stop and she was able to fix the problem which I think she didn't fix that problem. I don't know who her friends are and why they used my email address to email her. She should have her own address right? Posting her email address will tell you the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stealing intellectual property is a crime. I don't hack anybody's work. I HAVE MY OWN WORK and they are better than anybody else. I am not conceited but I know who I am and I don't like somebody&amp;nbsp; stealing my intellectual property, anything that rightfully belongs to me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May her friends whoever they are should know what is right and what is fair and honest. I am truthful with my dealings here at Google. Maybe Google knew me already from the very first start of my blogging. I may have few friends but I know they are intelligent and highly intellectual just like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her friends may retaliate for what I have written here but it's better this way so that she will stop those harassing comments about hackers and&amp;nbsp; thieves. Each one of us are gifted here in the net. Each one of us has the talent and ability please USE IT WISELY and for the same reason that I'm using my real name here. Using pseudonym or pen name just to hide their private lives and then accused people of stealing their work? That's annoying. Maybe you people are so rich and you can steal works from others by PAYING THESE THIEVES!!!!!!!!!! Shame! Shame! Where is your conscience? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, I have my peace of mind now and if you want to email your friend Kathryn that's her email address on the above pic. image. Or you can go to her site Crystal Jigsaw...Crystal Jigsaw is not my blog. That's not my blog.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BLOGS ARE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Conscious Mind&lt;br /&gt;La Taverna (Series Of Net Novella)&lt;br /&gt;Lemonade Forever &lt;br /&gt;Dreamy Colors&lt;br /&gt;Believe It Or Not&lt;br /&gt;Ink&amp;nbsp; Atbp.&lt;br /&gt;Forever TV, Net &amp;amp; Movies&lt;br /&gt;Wit And Humor &amp;gt; http://witandhumor.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading the message . I hope you learn something (worth-reading) from many blogs and net-novella that I have written at Google-Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E. VERNA&amp;nbsp; TURNER&amp;nbsp; &amp;lt; Pen Name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2962288886802523612?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2962288886802523612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2962288886802523612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2962288886802523612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2962288886802523612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/message-to-kbs-friends.html' title='Message To KB&apos;s Friends'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTMEMsZiwUc/TrLaGcg2LMI/AAAAAAAAEHE/7ZRT52aBXW8/s72-c/November+3%252C+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3814769766032761451</id><published>2011-11-02T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:11:03.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know why I'm still receiving emails intended to KATHRYN BROWN. It was in my email address. I already told her about this and she doesn't know why. Then on her blog was a blogger whom she accused of stealing content of her own "writings." The blogger has a blog entitled THINKING. Oh really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know Kathryn B. I just added her in my Blogger account. I like her blog because it seems honest and her dealing with an autistic child made me realize that AUTISM is really giving me and her a big problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is why I have to post this in public is because TO LET EVERYONE knew what's happening here in the blogworld. I know that she has gazillion of friends in the internet. Whoever they are...are writers just like her. Oh yeah they are so proud of their accomplishments as they are NOVELIST. Oh my! I don't know how many millions of dollars or pounds they made in their lives as novelist. I don't mean no harm it's just that there is probably some bad people who love the "hating game" within the blogworld. Maybe they thought it's funny and controversial. It's a big issue alright! However I don't want to be in the bad light here. I am the giver of light. I am an illuminati. I don't hide secrets. I am not rude or a hideous person. I'm a crime-buster not a person who commits crime. I should work for the FBI. My conscience is clear and clean. Most of all I standby for honesty, integrity and I want those people whom she accused of lying and stealing blogs and content of novels. I have my own story too. I have them in my Net Novella and people can read them through the internet. I OWNED them. I WROTE these series of novelettes. My family knew I wrote them. I provided drawings, sketches, photographs and many paraphernalia to show it's me who owned these blogs. What else can you ask for? You want to see and meet the many people I knew in the Philippines you can search it my Facebook account. You want to know my background? You want to have my family history? Who wants to steal my family history? We're all gonna end up in war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting so weird and bizarre here in the net. I don't know if those people are real or just pranksters or they don't really have a name. They are using me so that they can be in the limelight. I am furious too. I want to change the weather I am so mad right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3814769766032761451?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3814769766032761451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3814769766032761451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3814769766032761451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3814769766032761451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-dont-know-why-im-still-receiving.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-619842540140006782</id><published>2011-11-01T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T16:17:39.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Halloween Fun Or Just It's Getting Boring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9YzwBSFppU/TrAVsJHZ-vI/AAAAAAAAEF8/1OFfFq32P8I/s1600/July+26%252C+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9YzwBSFppU/TrAVsJHZ-vI/AAAAAAAAEF8/1OFfFq32P8I/s320/July+26%252C+2011+021.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Many years ago Halloween is celebrated at school, church, government office, private office, public display of Halloween costume is more often seen than not. At night the children and adults&amp;nbsp; go from house to house&amp;nbsp; ring your door bell or knock at your door for trick or treats. Every house in the neighborhood has Halloween lanterns lighted with candles or their beautifully carved pumpkins can scare you or made you appreciate the creativity of the maker or carver. Some people really are up to the occasion by having some spooky decor at their doorstep complete with howling sounds of wolves, vampires and some goofy creepy monsters coming out from the grave. Hold on it's just stunts or artificial props.Here in Canada Halloween is just really for entertaining children by wearing beautiful costumes of their favorite character in fantasy book or characters in cartoon or animated shows on TV. That time my daughter's favorite cartoon show is Pikachu, actually up to now she likes the yellow rabbit with a zigzag tail that flashes electric power to zap opponents with mighty force. Along with the whole class in school her classmates wore different costumes too together with teachers. The whole school is really in to it. Well it's really fun that's why. Good for kids too. Why not? It gives them some source of joyous happiness and being once in a lifetime "that kind of character they love and appreciate." How about you who is your favorite animated cartoon character? Don't tell me it's bugs bunny or Mr. Fudd. Or maybe you like the cute little creature Tweety and his grandma?&lt;br /&gt;&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/-SPa-nm8dubM/TrAWCENEyfI/AAAAAAAAEGE/k_Y8q09dgoo/s1600/October+24%252C+25%252C+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPa-nm8dubM/TrAWCENEyfI/AAAAAAAAEGE/k_Y8q09dgoo/s320/October+24%252C+25%252C+2011+015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now? It's time to have costume that can suit her age. However little missy is not into sexy outfit. BIG NO!!!!! Too bad! I would like that costume if I'm her age. Ahahahahhaaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/-k3SveoCW13E/TrAWS0cPINI/AAAAAAAAEGM/0ruJAC2dcFk/s1600/October+31+Nov1%252C+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3SveoCW13E/TrAWS0cPINI/AAAAAAAAEGM/0ruJAC2dcFk/s320/October+31+Nov1%252C+2011+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is what she really like to have for a costume. We almost fight at the store where we bought it. (J/K) It took us more than an hour to find her kind of costume something that she will wear not that she'll gonna throw it somewhere or just not wanting to celebrate Halloween. Okay the costume she prefered to wear is very mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the school still go for the occasion. Unlike other schools who are just being KJ. Like kids who would like to ban buying chocolates because of child slavery. Forced child labor in countries where the cacao is harvested for commercial purposes. It's not slavery miss muppets. It's great for those children to help their family by working in the plantation. What do you want the kids to do? Nothing? Be spoiled brats? Be lazy? How hard it would be just to pick cacao from a tree? That's easy simple work it's not even a kind of work and you are paid to do such thing. What you want to do in their lives? Copy the kind of children in rich countries where old people work until they are 70 to 100 years old? Can you see the old people who are already retired and still working? Can you see those old people in Congress and Parliament they are already OLD and still working because the young population here cannot work the kind of job they are supposed to do? that is something for those smart kids to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's one piece of democratic way to tackle those smart kids or not so smart kids&amp;nbsp; on TV news. I wish they will be the next leaders in this country and let them find out who will listen to them when the right time comes. Or are they gonna pay those who will listen to them? That's if they become another Mark Zuckerberg. Only...if you are smart and has lots of money. Sometimes being smart and being rich at the same time is hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopss why I am into politics? Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSx0XnUc4aY/TrAWZRKRqTI/AAAAAAAAEGU/nJ2XDi5kg0c/s1600/October+31+Nov1%252C+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vSx0XnUc4aY/TrAWZRKRqTI/AAAAAAAAEGU/nJ2XDi5kg0c/s320/October+31+Nov1%252C+2011+009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not too many children children came to knock at our door. I think only 6 or 8 kids wearing costumes of dracula, vampires, a child with a skull bleeding mask, a boy with an ax and knife on his head. I wonder why. So too many left-over bags of Doritos and chocolates, candies and Sunkist flavoured fruit snacks.&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/-ZD_3p5Wvl3Y/TrAWiD1QXYI/AAAAAAAAEGc/xteMRXfA_-Y/s1600/October+31+Nov1%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZD_3p5Wvl3Y/TrAWiD1QXYI/AAAAAAAAEGc/xteMRXfA_-Y/s320/October+31+Nov1%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's okay, my tummy has the space for those goodies. Now I'm getting chubby because of those chocolates! Chocolates can make you feel alert and wards off hunger. It can make you happy when you're sad and most of all it helps prevent heart attack. But you know what? I'd rather have plain chocolate. I don't know why they add nuts in chocolates. They should not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-619842540140006782?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/619842540140006782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=619842540140006782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/619842540140006782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/619842540140006782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween-fun-or-just-its-getting.html' title='Halloween Fun Or Just It&apos;s Getting Boring?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E9YzwBSFppU/TrAVsJHZ-vI/AAAAAAAAEF8/1OFfFq32P8I/s72-c/July+26%252C+2011+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8758799003644752222</id><published>2011-10-23T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T16:47:52.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>Trick Or Treat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6T3DgSo9nE/TqSjCoXLs4I/AAAAAAAAED0/xfMI9et-zBY/s1600/October+20%252C+22%252C+23%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6T3DgSo9nE/TqSjCoXLs4I/AAAAAAAAED0/xfMI9et-zBY/s320/October+20%252C+22%252C+23%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was thinking in advance about DST or Daylight savings Time (November 6, 2011) because it's getting dark out now at about 7am&amp;nbsp; when it's supposed to be brighter. But hey it's already close to November and there are lots of happening on that month. However not to forget about Halloween soon which falls at the end of this&amp;nbsp; month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you got boxes of candies and chocolates yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have&amp;nbsp; to stock boxes of candies and chocolates plus potato chips because there are lots of children in this new neigbourhood. Besides it's the most celebrated event of the year for kids when they have to wear beautiful costumes such as prince and princesses, costumes from fantasy land and some goofy creepy costumes for teens and&amp;nbsp; adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my daughter if she would like to join the fun of wearing costume this year so that I can sew a special costume for her. She just frowned. I first thought she didn't hear me so I repeated my question. Then she just shook her head as if not interested. I think she's too old for that thing now. Unless the school have a mandatory costume parade or Halloween party. Ah, whatever! I cannot bother her when she's busy watching Johnny Test and Kid Vs. Kat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I asked it's because it's always at the last minute we have to hurry up in buying costume and then we rushed to the store and found nothing that fits her. Or stores get out of stock of the best costumes and what's left are the grungy ones, too small or too big for her size. Or the ugliest costumes. Whew! Who wants that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmp! Why I'm the one having the anxiety? Why I'm always worried about something when others are not? Is there something wrong with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am really getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's the biggest problem that anyone could ever imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting old is crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is mandatory for all of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71WWU3QSv4Q/TqSjN5tNA3I/AAAAAAAAED8/0O3fTLYbX0c/s1600/October+20%252C+22%252C+23%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-71WWU3QSv4Q/TqSjN5tNA3I/AAAAAAAAED8/0O3fTLYbX0c/s320/October+20%252C+22%252C+23%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8758799003644752222?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8758799003644752222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8758799003644752222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8758799003644752222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8758799003644752222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick Or Treat?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d6T3DgSo9nE/TqSjCoXLs4I/AAAAAAAAED0/xfMI9et-zBY/s72-c/October+20%252C+22%252C+23%252C+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4093897526181256834</id><published>2011-10-20T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T11:41:49.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6N0Kk75jMfg/TqBmyJXiTZI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/aaJKuBaFMQg/s1600/October+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6N0Kk75jMfg/TqBmyJXiTZI/AAAAAAAAEDQ/aaJKuBaFMQg/s320/October+2011+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The passing of time&lt;br /&gt;The change of weather, temperature, scenery&lt;br /&gt;The changes within the environment, the beautiful foliage, the changing of the colors of the leaves&lt;br /&gt;time after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again and again we value almost everything that breathe the same air&lt;br /&gt;We value and rejoice life&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We condemned the death of any living creature great or small&lt;br /&gt;We rejoice the living and those whose lives brought happiness to all of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We value humanity because we are part of the web of life &lt;br /&gt;Like the wind, the air we cannot see but we thank God that we have them because without them&lt;br /&gt;We are not here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you can rejoice about a certain death, of a human life and cry so loud when an animal was killed. What's the difference? &lt;br /&gt;But for so many of you whose lives became miserable taking the lives of others is a triumphant way of healing an old wound. I think everything is about a propaganda. It is a shame if you and I will be participating in such jubilation. Right on , it is a trip ulit! They keep on tripping and tipping. I know it is so boring in this world of ours. That a death of a certain individual marks a new beginning of life. For them it's like a GAME. A game of life. That's horrible and terrible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reporter once told it's better to kill the prisoners than to keep feeding them? OMG! what a reason hard to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to believe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids will continue to watch cartoons instead! You people suck so bad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DST soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4093897526181256834?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4093897526181256834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4093897526181256834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4093897526181256834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4093897526181256834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>E.  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It's the gut feeling that what matters to them only matters to them alone not for the sake of all individual. So perhaps you know that what you learned from your schooling&amp;nbsp; they are all accounted as THEORY. Theoretical and once it is put into action becomes critical. There is that serious tone of the loads of those action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In schools and university in the Philippines most of the time, majority of the Filipino teachers believed in THEORETICAL approach of teaching until the last day of school or perhaps those teachers or your professors also believed in the value of OJT (On the Job Training).Here in Canada OJT is a pre-requisite before graduation in HS (High School). Their HS is equivalent of Second Year in College. Actually! In Philippines only few Filipinos attend university as a working student. Most of the time the parents are burdened with keeping their kids to attain their diploma program no matter how hard their financial life is. They will work hard good enough to have their kids finished their degree no matter how poor they are. Education is the best investment for their children no matter what the situation is. Chinese and Filipinos have the same formula of dealing with their kids providing the right discipline. Unlike other countries in the world wherein they want their children to do it their own way. Which is of course vital process in today's survival. At age 18 most of these kids or teens would rather be independent and do whatever they want to do. Parents and teachers encourage their students to learn vital skills, life skills to better view their life for the future. The opportunity and the lifetime endeavour doesn't end at school. It must have the right route or path to see where they life should be going. A life that is not stagnant but a life that keeps moving, filled with action and colorful memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seek employment or be independent,&amp;nbsp; work and study at a different pace and time in their own way of coping up with adult situation. A situation wherein I would like my children to think which is and what is better for them in the long run. They are my kids and whatever opinion they have I have to respect. After all life in my own home is the HOME of a caring Mom a Mother who I don't know if they know the true meaning of it. I should have my Mother or Grandmother to give them the sermon everyday. would that help? Because aunts and uncles don't know how to teach kids nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in a different world and I don't like to be in a communistic society. Would you like to be a communist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will all come to a certain nostalgia effect when an Eco professor&amp;nbsp; once said that Marcos is the communist and a "bolshevik" whatever she meant by that word is really not clear because actually she is not Russian. With her eyes widened and words so loud to the listening ears we don't know if she is crazy or not but she told us, advised us to go on the demonstration outside. JOIN them! Join the group of demonstrators who are against Marcos and his cronies. WTH! That old prof. we had who doesn't know what is doing moreover the many accusations she used to tell us about Pres. Marcos. Ah, too many stories so little time. I wonder if she is still alive. I hope so. I wish she is still alive so that she'll know and compare how her niece and nephew run the government in the Philippines. We need those "examples" to find out who are really communist. Who are socialist and more over who are the true enemy of the Philippines. Well folks that's truly a lesson of POLITICS and ECONOMICS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5555950494592140216?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5555950494592140216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5555950494592140216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5555950494592140216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5555950494592140216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/in-this-life-called-reality-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7342044763962757837</id><published>2011-10-17T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T13:27:24.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><title type='text'>Story Writing and All Those Troubles That Blur My Vision</title><content type='html'>One hovering difficulties is when you are to publish a book and all of a sudden the television network shows got hold of the main plot and have them all at once in one night show on TV. So what happened now? What is the most devastating that can happen to a writer is when the idea of that writer was stolen. It is hurtful!? Absolutely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What do you think? You think that's funny? It's like you are stealing somebody else's job or work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My novelettes are already done or finished before all these wild tales and shows on TV are aired so I don't know who leaked them? It must be soooooooooo HOT that they are very much interested with the "plot." They should BUY IT instead. Imagine they are very popular and if they are rich why not they buy it? Or are they poor pretending to be rich? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to conclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we'll have my novelette or story in my Net Novela Blogspot for everyone to READ for FREE until they can find that they are really making a good deal. Like it is a STEAL ! Let these people READ FREE! Until their conscience bothers them. Would that be helpful? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another blogger-writer who once said that he received an email from an agent and he was asked if he could sell his article for $5.00. How many pages in his article? What kind of article? What kind of story in his article that is worth five bucks? Is that good or an insult? Then I looked at his website and it say's HE QUIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While me? I WONT QUIT. Writing is my destiny. If I stop writing that means I'm dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then looking at a book written by a popular bestseller hardbound cover and his book is worth $34.99/book with 500 pages. Not bad eh? If he can sell 1,000 of that book then he earned $34,990. However from that amount $34, 990 you have to deduct the amount of capital he used to produce those books. The ink, the paper, the author's editor, copy writer, the publisher and the rest of the people who helped him finished the book (finished product) I wonder how much he gained from it. Is there a profit? How much tax he needs to pay? Would it be better if the book is published in an E-Reader or iPad? That I don't know that's why I am asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the safest route and which way I could earn a living?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7342044763962757837?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7342044763962757837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7342044763962757837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7342044763962757837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7342044763962757837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/story-writing-and-all-those-troubles.html' title='Story Writing and All Those Troubles That Blur My Vision'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4124943903225642854</id><published>2011-10-16T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:35:47.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing A Novel. How concern are you?</title><content type='html'>Thinking about what I read a while ago from Mr. Joe K. about authors of book joined their hands together creating a novel. Like 150 of them writing and re-writing and then editing the whole novel? Whew! That is so bizarre and hellish I think. And the pain of having a clash with those people who have negative impact on the editing like cutting certain vital information from that novel in a book is crucial. What if the "cut work" is the one that makes the novel so inspiringly brilliant? What if that part of the book that they cut off or deleted is the one that readers would like to read? With 150 writers joining to make the novel worthy of an appeal the original author made only how much? 8 CENTS!?????? That is totally, totally hilarious and most of all absurd and cruel... you can scream bloody hell! I mean what's the use of writing a book when you are only to receive that tiny amount of money. What happened to the amount of time, energy, paper, ink, and your entire mind-thinking of writing a piece of novel. Writing a novel is not that easy. It is stressful to the point that it needs a lot of brain, multi-tasking, thinking like as if you are in that situation, vivid imagination, research, sharp memory, focus, lots of stimulus. Stimulus and response, reaction, counter reaction. It needs a lot of psychological factors, emotions, argumentative, obstructions if there is a need and solution for every situation. Writing stories never comes easy it needs concentration, old world tricks but not being a prankster or fraudster , a&amp;nbsp; new kind of approach to tackle every opportunity. What more if the story or novel has too many characters then it would be like thinking for 22 people and that's very difficult. Imagine a person with 22 different heads thinking differently in a different situation. So that's mind boggling. Confusing? More than that. That's why most writers are known to have dual or multiple personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some people to degrade writers or reject their work is like a slap on the critic's face too. They should try to write and let them find out for themselves on the many difficulties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4124943903225642854?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4124943903225642854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4124943903225642854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4124943903225642854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4124943903225642854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/writing-novel-how-concern-are-you.html' title='Writing A Novel. How concern are you?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7486721356123052183</id><published>2011-10-12T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T18:04:09.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cloud'/><title type='text'>Dreamy Cloud Formation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BtPLdPHlMk4/TpY2Rl1jFGI/AAAAAAAAECg/wDnzg2IAi00/s1600/October+12%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BtPLdPHlMk4/TpY2Rl1jFGI/AAAAAAAAECg/wDnzg2IAi00/s320/October+12%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;As I opened the door at the kitchen here is what stunned my senses. I couldn't help laughed. Then the over-bearing power of the sun and its radiant rays almost blinded my vision that I took cover behind the glass door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid of sunlight. It's just that it is so bright out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like am such a blind and couldn't find my way.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-2hiPvB_tEwE/TpY2WwDmkXI/AAAAAAAAECo/jw1EU_3QM8c/s1600/October+12%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2hiPvB_tEwE/TpY2WwDmkXI/AAAAAAAAECo/jw1EU_3QM8c/s320/October+12%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here is the view behind the glass door, behind the blinds. The sun at its height mightily showed how powerful it could be. Thinking its power would damage my digital camera I checked the result of the photographs. It was okay. Nothing to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shots and more scenes to aim at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LveOPIaHkGw/TpY2cDELduI/AAAAAAAAECw/6MsaEqp9U34/s1600/October+12%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LveOPIaHkGw/TpY2cDELduI/AAAAAAAAECw/6MsaEqp9U34/s320/October+12%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's cloud formation is absolutely captivating! I can't describe it at first then just a wink from outer space now that's absolutely fabulous. What that blue streak below the fence is ...I don't have a clue. What could be that "thing?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7486721356123052183?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7486721356123052183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7486721356123052183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7486721356123052183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7486721356123052183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/dreamy-cloud-formation.html' title='Dreamy Cloud Formation'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BtPLdPHlMk4/TpY2Rl1jFGI/AAAAAAAAECg/wDnzg2IAi00/s72-c/October+12%252C+2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6679295395086577641</id><published>2011-10-10T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T15:51:49.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Occasion'/><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHCOin6kxKc/TpNvGQ_HpkI/AAAAAAAAECU/CXTWXQnWCTY/s1600/October+10%252C2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHCOin6kxKc/TpNvGQ_HpkI/AAAAAAAAECU/CXTWXQnWCTY/s320/October+10%252C2011+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I don't really know where to put the maple twig. I was thinking I'll have to dry it within or beneath inside the yellow pages book. The same way I had artfully dried some other kind of leaves (oak, aspen, pine, birch, willow, and other simple leaves like maple, pinnate, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I displayed it on the cabinet hanging it to the handle. Would that be perfect for your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was angling it to the camera's lens it never occurred to me at first what would it bring on the other side. On another perspective and what it could be its message.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it's a good one and righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all need to carry a cross I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think God can carry all the burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all the cabinet who would carry it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LH29uIEmqU8/TpNvXyITx5I/AAAAAAAAECY/WKn87Lnlm6k/s1600/October+10%252C2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LH29uIEmqU8/TpNvXyITx5I/AAAAAAAAECY/WKn87Lnlm6k/s320/October+10%252C2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What to do next is didn't wait for my hubby to assemble the computer desk. I got a knife and opened the box so that I can start the assembling of this desk. There is an instruction that I can follow and can do it step by step. All screws are numbered and with corresponding letters that correspond to the materials that can be attached by screwing the tubular metal stand with small and big&amp;nbsp; metal screws for the wooden desk. It's a nice piece of wood. Smooth and varnished. Well polished for perfection. I was halfway of this task when husband arrived and helped me. It's really good when somebody helps to make the work a little easier. Somebody you don't need to pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right with your own family. It's the family that helps one another without any payment. Just a little piece of gratitude. A simple thank you is enough. &lt;br /&gt;&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/-8S-HEgQDGnc/TpNvfjcWbuI/AAAAAAAAECc/tLeh5RYuHVE/s1600/October+10%252C2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8S-HEgQDGnc/TpNvfjcWbuI/AAAAAAAAECc/tLeh5RYuHVE/s320/October+10%252C2011+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So now my small yet simple and affordable kind of desk is perfect for my computer work. What next is the computer desk&amp;nbsp; ^ for my daughter. We have to assemble that also. We are using boxes for desk lately and it's time to cheer up with new gifts from Lorne. That too, gift-giving is early and we are thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also thankful for the food that we have for dinner. Of course it's turkey the main gourmet food. But I'm just happy with those delicious stuffing inside the turkey and gravy. Plus dessert: creamy mango vanilla cake and fruit salad. This time we decided a simple feast is better than a bigger one as long as we are all together, healthy and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's wishing everyone a HAPPY BLESSED THANKSGIVING DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6679295395086577641?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6679295395086577641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6679295395086577641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6679295395086577641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6679295395086577641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KHCOin6kxKc/TpNvGQ_HpkI/AAAAAAAAECU/CXTWXQnWCTY/s72-c/October+10%252C2011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5539854143384151707</id><published>2011-10-09T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T10:02:03.491-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maple tree'/><title type='text'>Maple And Its Splendour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7wGy7BmpAY/TpHJAcSUp1I/AAAAAAAAEB8/-KI-d7XtXv8/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7wGy7BmpAY/TpHJAcSUp1I/AAAAAAAAEB8/-KI-d7XtXv8/s320/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I asked L about why our maple tree leaves hasn't changed its colors yet unlike the other trees along the streets of the town where&amp;nbsp; we lived. "Don't you like it?" he told me that their trees will go bald before winter and our tree will have its leaves color green maybe longer than it would take the changing of weather. Well, that's good if that's the case. I kind of wonder that their variety of maple trees are different. There are at least 6 kind of maple varieties such as: Sugar maple, Silver maple, Japanese maple, Norway maple tree, Red maple tree, Paperback maple tree. Each tree has different shape and size of leaves. The similarities they all turned colors from green to yellow, orange, then red. Once they turned its leaves to red then they fall on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While tending to the yard the other day, digging the soil for aeration of some kind I noticed maple leaves on the ground and on the grass so I picked them up. They are awesomely beautiful. I thought to myself that they are really good subject for my photography.&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/-0pSdrM_tLuY/TpHJPXDlWZI/AAAAAAAAECA/llexxQQ0J0A/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0pSdrM_tLuY/TpHJPXDlWZI/AAAAAAAAECA/llexxQQ0J0A/s320/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not contented, I decide to take some test shots on our maple tree outside. I cannot find a better view or angle and then I heard an echo. A voice that's loud yelling, " Come on!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck! Is somebody watching what am doing outside? It was only past 7 pm and clouds covering the horizon, the sun's not peeking out&amp;nbsp; yet. There is blue sky but not as blue when the sky is out there. Too much cloud I think. So while I angling my digital camera the shots are not into my supposed "picture in mind" setting or position so I touched the branch while the morning dew on its leaves and branches started dripping on my face and hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp; picked one small twig from the branch of the tree and took it home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-dwJtV9ARN1Q/TpHJhyrU6tI/AAAAAAAAECE/A_N03iqGTzo/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dwJtV9ARN1Q/TpHJhyrU6tI/AAAAAAAAECE/A_N03iqGTzo/s320/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier than done. Presto! Now I can have a better eye-view of the twig for perfection. I can have too many angles of shots with much gusto. Besides I know that there are some "peeping toms" watching what I'm doing. So there...that's my maple tree leaves and I don't know what those "butterfly kind of thing hanging from its twig." Do you know? Are they "seeds?" Are they baby leaves about to spring out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are like hanging keys. They remind me of narra tree with its textured seeds but their seeds are semi-circular in shape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-cRE6hAwk8sU/TpHJ7BblpYI/AAAAAAAAECI/Qf_SIkWgLtU/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cRE6hAwk8sU/TpHJ7BblpYI/AAAAAAAAECI/Qf_SIkWgLtU/s320/October+9%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;More shots. This time with apples. Maples, apples! And ----with a mouse! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What with apples doing there? A reminder that apples sound like maples. That apples like maples have different varieties to choose from: Baldwin, Cortland, Golden delicious, Jonathan, McIntosh, Northern Spy, Red delicious, Rhode island greening, Rome beauty, Yellow newton, York imperial, Winesap, Fuji, Gala. 14 popular and known apple varieties and due to high technology there are so many varieties coming out of ying-yang. You wont believe that maple trees will soon have too many off springs from its 6 known varieties or species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the species of human beings being subjected to experiments long time ago and now yield the strongest the most highly intelligent human form of this century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNI_SbPD80A/TpHKGiElOeI/AAAAAAAAECM/6WUh646cytI/s1600/October+9%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gNI_SbPD80A/TpHKGiElOeI/AAAAAAAAECM/6WUh646cytI/s320/October+9%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No wonder why Canadians worship their maple flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Gorgeous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5539854143384151707?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5539854143384151707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5539854143384151707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5539854143384151707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5539854143384151707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/maple-and-its-splendour.html' title='Maple And Its Splendour'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o7wGy7BmpAY/TpHJAcSUp1I/AAAAAAAAEB8/-KI-d7XtXv8/s72-c/October+9%252C+2011+Maples+and+Apples+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4394994390146697785</id><published>2011-10-07T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:38:53.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a very disturbing nightmare last night. It is not about zombies. It is not about scaredy cats, vultures and many creepy crawlies it's about something that puzzled me since the time I came here in Canada. The first time that I landed on the ground of Canada. Very disturbing! That's why it will be a SECRET, so secretly confidential that I want to forget about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4394994390146697785?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4394994390146697785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4394994390146697785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4394994390146697785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4394994390146697785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-very-disturbing-nightmare-last.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1714852150822714085</id><published>2011-10-04T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T13:07:19.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just A Game'/><title type='text'>If We Only Know What They Are Talking About</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1bvnazMtuw/TothxMTFdFI/AAAAAAAAEBk/UqqDZJerUFs/s1600/October+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1bvnazMtuw/TothxMTFdFI/AAAAAAAAEBk/UqqDZJerUFs/s320/October+2011+006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do you have bionic ears? Can you hear a whisper? How sharp is your sense of hearing? Can you hear and listen to a sound within a distance of&amp;nbsp; 20 feet away from you? Can you hear the beating of your heart? Can you hear an ultra sound? Can you hear the voices coming from your neighbor's? Can you hear the noise from another class in another room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a difficulties...you are not alone. Millions of us here on planet Earth have a hard time hearing within a distance of 5 feet even if you are already shouting. This is because there are too many sounds already in the background that hinders your hearing and attention. For instance when the radio or stereo is on, or your television's volume is loud. Or people whose work are in the carpentry business, sawmill, forestry, workers using loud machines has affected their hearing and some of them probably have their eardrum blasted due to high frequency of sound. Musicians who are into metal rock, the banging of drums, electric guitar, loud speakers can make the band deaf including the many of their fans. Also when the climate changed, and esp. on winter time when there is that so called "sound barrier" and it's best to communicate through written words. Unless of course you want a "radio" to listen to. Do you still listen to a radio?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-1XnYQcsuS54/Toth6Qaac7I/AAAAAAAAEBo/Nk_f9xrZyO8/s1600/October+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1XnYQcsuS54/Toth6Qaac7I/AAAAAAAAEBo/Nk_f9xrZyO8/s320/October+2011+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now what? What is that you're saying again? So the lady in waiting lend her ears for the next in line to hear the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWHXzwBtDVk/TotiEi9ge4I/AAAAAAAAEBs/I-veR52T8bg/s1600/October+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dWHXzwBtDVk/TotiEi9ge4I/AAAAAAAAEBs/I-veR52T8bg/s320/October+2011+009.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hey wait! Don't you think it's best to WRITE or POST IT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbKA7MTOlNk/TotiOEVxv7I/AAAAAAAAEBw/Wu8ewdhlsNo/s1600/October+2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BbKA7MTOlNk/TotiOEVxv7I/AAAAAAAAEBw/Wu8ewdhlsNo/s320/October+2011+011.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what? I have no time for this nonsense!!! I just want to lend you a hand. You can have this pewter with magic potion. This will help you achieve the next leg of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay? Gtg now. See 'ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1714852150822714085?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1714852150822714085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1714852150822714085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1714852150822714085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1714852150822714085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/10/if-we-only-know-what-they-are-talking.html' title='If We Only Know What They Are Talking About'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O1bvnazMtuw/TothxMTFdFI/AAAAAAAAEBk/UqqDZJerUFs/s72-c/October+2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3082144850600846344</id><published>2011-09-29T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T15:02:05.163-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Precious Seeds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6RIuYfhJds/ToTmgA2lZ-I/AAAAAAAAEBU/84odTtk4Nt0/s1600/Sept.+29%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6RIuYfhJds/ToTmgA2lZ-I/AAAAAAAAEBU/84odTtk4Nt0/s320/Sept.+29%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the garden to the house, he brought some of the vegetables and laid them on top of the counter then told me while peeling off the seeds , " these are the last of the seeds!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha?! What do you mean?" I asked Robert L. what he meant by what he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointing to the big albino seeds &amp;gt;&amp;gt; of kidney beans, he said "there's no more seeds like this. No variety of kidney beans available in the market or at the seedling bank." "So better keep these seeds for the next spring so that we can plant them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really?! Kidney bean seeds as big as a thumb. Yeah they are quite bigger than normal&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Un3ljSZMqzE/ToTmoVF-ruI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Pm-PhCW-W20/s1600/Sept.+29%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Un3ljSZMqzE/ToTmoVF-ruI/AAAAAAAAEBY/Pm-PhCW-W20/s320/Sept.+29%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better keep watch of these precious seeds then. They are rare and essential to growth. Their variety is one of a kind and mind you they are so delicious. They are unusual beans from the bean plant family and bigger than the normal species. I wonder if these seeds for the making of soya milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oMKt2BbZkeg/ToTmyBEITVI/AAAAAAAAEBc/3Du0dy2eYqs/s1600/Sept.+29%252C+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oMKt2BbZkeg/ToTmyBEITVI/AAAAAAAAEBc/3Du0dy2eYqs/s320/Sept.+29%252C+2011+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what? I wont be bulimic nor anorexic just to look so thin and skinny. I have to eat. People have nothing to eat because they are afraid to cook and too lazy to do the work. So here I am once again with my baked goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrot and apple pudding bread. I'm supposed to spread frosting to make it look good as a cake or sprinkle it with icing sugar but that's too fattening so I just leave it that simple. With iced cold lemonade Nestea that's good enough for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3082144850600846344?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3082144850600846344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3082144850600846344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3082144850600846344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3082144850600846344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/precious-seeds.html' title='Precious Seeds'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o6RIuYfhJds/ToTmgA2lZ-I/AAAAAAAAEBU/84odTtk4Nt0/s72-c/Sept.+29%252C+2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1380920039790279874</id><published>2011-09-27T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:48:11.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Different Kind Of Satellite Has Fallen</title><content type='html'>The news of the six ton debris to hit Canada was really such a big news here that I myself kept a watch wandering through the sky where the satellite will fall. So in the news it said that it fell in Calgary. A province of Canada where a woman preferred to move in despite the beauty of this city. For her this is no longer a place for her. I think her close friends are not in this small cityville. Oh my! I would like to go and live somewhere else too. I want to be in a city where there is so much access to everything: transportation (train, airplane, bus, car, van, jeep, boat, ship). You know just like being in Makati city where everything is accessible to your needs: shopping malls,&amp;nbsp; church, schools, university, park, etc. Not that we don't have them here but because not much to choose from in a small city. Rather this is a TOWN not a city duh! Okay hate me for saying this publicly.&amp;nbsp; I'm not the only one whose so fed up anyways. I think I'm their V O I C E for their being so quiet and calm. I like to make noise because being so quiet here might end up the town as a ghost town. So allow me to raise my voice so loud and clear. Blogs are meant to "echo your sentiments and feelings." Blogs are your diary and memoir collection of day to day plans. No copying please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the time that the newscaster broadcasted the falling debris the wind is at the rate of almost 300 km per hour.&amp;nbsp; I was there outside when I watched the clouds being blown in a high speed that I almost been carried away so I run towards the front door of our house. I can hear the wind blowing so hard and furiously. Good that there's no hurricane or tornado but seeing those 12 ft. trees being unearthed from its ground then I decided to stay indoors and watched how it unfolds. This is not the same terrifying view that I encountered when I was in the Philippines. The gusty mighty wind over there can turn the houses upside down with the houses' post on top off the air and roof down. It can damaged the whole entire community, town and city. That's how devastating it is. Hell hath no fury! And when there is a storm there is a flood. There are drainage, canals and river where the flood should be going but the flow is stopped by many barriers. What are those? Garbage, pile of garbage, floating houses, rafts, banca, boats. Remember when during the Marcos era when the First lady Imelda Marcos used to order the clean - up of Pasig River? Because its the palace where they lived --- is the first victim of flash flood if they wont do anything to keep Pasig River clean and order. The opposition didn't like it. Now do you think the opposition has a say about that? You wont believe but Dr. J. Rizal was one of those who order the "passage" Pasig River is a man-made river. When the icebergs in the North started melting millions of people helped build this long canal, later called Pasig River, where the water, flood water has to flow. Later it was used to transport millions of logs, long sturdy logs for electric post for highways, and streets for every city, town and even rural areas. Everyone must see the light. Using light bulb, the very first LIGHT BULB from the Tung Dynasty. Oh my tungsten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the past moving forward for a brighter tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1380920039790279874?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1380920039790279874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1380920039790279874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1380920039790279874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1380920039790279874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/different-kind-of-satellite-has-fallen.html' title='A Different Kind Of Satellite Has Fallen'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1643041345340807386</id><published>2011-09-25T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:38:03.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>New Tech Or Lintek ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh2uXgMrouA/Tn9vN_w2WPI/AAAAAAAAEA4/N0RbGTlok9g/s1600/September+24%252C+25%252C+2011+%2526+1992+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh2uXgMrouA/Tn9vN_w2WPI/AAAAAAAAEA4/N0RbGTlok9g/s320/September+24%252C+25%252C+2011+%2526+1992+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was reading the news about the "satellite the size of the bus" which according to the news weighs 6 tons! Then as I was about to click close X the page of that news ...suddenly it moved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise! Shocking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqc6V-B2YH4/Tn9vbb2yB7I/AAAAAAAAEA8/g1KQHqGEvwc/s1600/September+24%252C+25%252C+2011+%2526+1992+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lqc6V-B2YH4/Tn9vbb2yB7I/AAAAAAAAEA8/g1KQHqGEvwc/s320/September+24%252C+25%252C+2011+%2526+1992+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I let the news page moved by itself and I took a photo snapshot of how it looks. ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; UP there on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's dragging the&amp;nbsp; newspage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clue. I am as clueless as you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: If there's a surplus there's a drag. Spelling: D R A G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1643041345340807386?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1643041345340807386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1643041345340807386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1643041345340807386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1643041345340807386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-tech-or-lintek.html' title='New Tech Or Lintek ?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lh2uXgMrouA/Tn9vN_w2WPI/AAAAAAAAEA4/N0RbGTlok9g/s72-c/September+24%252C+25%252C+2011+%2526+1992+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4909620467165597095</id><published>2011-09-23T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T11:37:41.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are All In Need Of A Great Leader</title><content type='html'>Too windy today. Feels like there's a storm coming. Trees had fallen on the road. These are the young trees that were planted months ago. I looked up the sky and it was clear, blue sky not dark. Although the passing of air is way too fast and the clouds moving so quick being blown by the wind almost in a circular path formation. Whew! I don't wish for a tornado. No! Not here in my place. Although the bad news of satellites debris falling from the sky is a bit scary and makes everyone nervous! Well you never know how wind can change the surface of the earth and how those debris in tons will end up where and what time today. All these nagging questions, nagging negativity from the messengers of doom. All these negative news that you may only be coming from people who have problems with their everyday dealing with themselves, with their lives and the world around them. To them when they don't feel good everyone should be punished the same way. When they feel so much burden, so much tribulations, bad karma and everything that is not good they wish that everyone should suffer the same fate. IT IS NOT GOOD! IT's BAD! I know you love to play domino and the effect would be catastrophic if it wont stop. All these rumor -mongoring of another war, flash flood, famine and earthquake that happened long time ago they keep flashing on TV for everyone to be seen. Okay those news happened long time ago and it's time to be accounted for. Make sure you have the correct date and right date where it happened and WHEN it happened. All negative news seemed to alarmed a doomsday&amp;nbsp; scenario and the market is affected. The pensioners are rattled and bewildered. It can make their blood pressure go up so high and what's next? Stroke or heart attack is what we don't want to happen. we have to prevent it from happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you one thing the market is affected because the truth is too many old people about to retire&amp;nbsp; and would be retiring in the next couple of years. Of course they want the government to have security so that their life savings will be in a very secured place. They worked so hard for too many years and if those scammers will just steal their life savings then what is the stability and security they seek for in a country like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The market is run by very smart, savvy individuals who know how to run the government through channels of policy in stable economic situation. What matters to you matters to them as they represent each client in a very productive way. When you let somebody run the government without any formal affirmation from the whole governing body something's gonna be ruined in either political, economic, or even in the most shocking&amp;nbsp; --- psychologically! Yeah we do need a leader who can have the manifestation of a greater God , for the greater good so that that person can sense what to do in times of crisis. A leader who doesn't need hundred advisers. A leader with enough capability to stand and work against all odds. A leader who can think for himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4909620467165597095?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4909620467165597095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4909620467165597095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4909620467165597095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4909620467165597095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-are-all-in-need-of-great-leader.html' title='We Are All In Need Of A Great Leader'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3527436193110443668</id><published>2011-09-19T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T12:31:40.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How About A Real True Story?</title><content type='html'>Did I tell you about the time when we moved from that A.D.? Then we or let say only me who was responsible for the cleaning of my own house!!!!!!! Right it's only me who cleaned my house and nobody else. I think that's what a good Mother is. Her place is always at home to make it orderly neat and clean and food ready every time the whole family come back home. The house is presentable for them even to the visitors. Although I am busy with my sewing, cooking, drawing and blogging I never neglect my house. Cleanliness is important to me unless of course when I'm sick and cannot fulfill my duty. But there is one thing I want to know why when after the day that we moved few of the furniture to the new house that we moved in, I noticed that my bedroom was in disarrayed? It was&amp;nbsp; a mess after I cleaned it? It seemed that there was sort of a "hurricane-like " disarrayed of things when before we moved, stuff from the kitchen and living room were already inside the moving boxes. The empty cupboards were cleaned already, the windows all cleaned, then what is such an annoying circumstance when I noticed that disorganized remaining stuff from my bedroom looked such a mess? That made me questioned as far as the previous two years we've been to that old house. I know that the door lock's hinge looked like its been kicked. My attache case was forced open and some of my personal stuff inside my drawers were cut into smaller pieces. That was an alarm of something more than a trivia and well suspicious and more suspicious inquiry running through my mind. Suspects including my old neighbors, and people I wont tell you who they are because "they are suspects that I have to watch out." I am writing this just to let my readers knew what was happening to me. Why I am very suspicious without being paranoid! Then after I had noticed such a shocking view, my husband and I were going down the stairs with boxes of our stuff moving to the next house...when suddenly something hit me and I end up falling on the stairs. Accident? Could be. What else could be the cause? If I mention&amp;nbsp; something of a laser hitting me while I go down the stairs would it be real to you? Would a taser or laser gun from another being beyond walls of the house will do such damage? But why? Am I being a target? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the same story as in the movies of Arnold S. but hey we are in 21st century not 18th century. Anything is possible. All options are possible, nothing is impossible. If a small device with battery can open a car it can also hit you in the face and leave a mark of pain. Even a laser used for your dental work can either ruin your good teeth and your tongue. But who will do that? Who will inflict such injury? The barbarians? oh yes I have so many suspects!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3527436193110443668?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3527436193110443668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3527436193110443668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3527436193110443668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3527436193110443668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/how-about-real-true-story.html' title='How About A Real True Story?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8518042428830490914</id><published>2011-09-19T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T10:55:17.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Something To Thank God For Regardless of Being A Plastic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SNvObALm78/Tnd_EUMskHI/AAAAAAAAEAc/WT3r4Cu2Z90/s1600/Sept.+18%252C+19%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SNvObALm78/Tnd_EUMskHI/AAAAAAAAEAc/WT3r4Cu2Z90/s320/Sept.+18%252C+19%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With my new bed ensemble I have goodnight sleep and nap. The goodnite sleep wont be that boring anymore. The color is just superb. The design is absolutely exotic and original. The fabric is smooth underneath and textured outside for me to admire. It is just right. Terno! It reminds me of the beautiful crystal casket design and style. I wonder what's next of my DREAMS too vivid and memorable than reality. I don't need to be in a hypnotic mood to be in there. Trancedental meditation will help me enjoy the rest of the dreams. Unconsciously of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's try the CONSCIOUS state.... Plastic ka!???? Me? Plastic? Hmm----let me think. Plastic? Cellulose? Wait, hold on. I ate too much corn and tomatoes! I ate fruits and vegetables. I ate fish with cooking oil in it. My food has content and ingredients of some cellulose substance. I had pancakes with maple syrup. My coffee has sugar and milk. Every food intake has one way or another with little or tiny bit of plastic! OO nga plastic ako! Thank GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8518042428830490914?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8518042428830490914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8518042428830490914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8518042428830490914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8518042428830490914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-to-thank-god-for-regardless.html' title='Something To Thank God For Regardless of Being A Plastic'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--SNvObALm78/Tnd_EUMskHI/AAAAAAAAEAc/WT3r4Cu2Z90/s72-c/Sept.+18%252C+19%252C+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4427679505415496642</id><published>2011-09-18T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T14:09:04.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Science'/><title type='text'>Enlightenment</title><content type='html'>In time with the old movies on TV: Da Vinci Code ( Tom Hanks)&amp;nbsp; and National Treasure (Nicolas Cage) there was a documentary about Secret Society and the Illuminati. Three avid "students and researchers of the Secrets" were brave enough to tackle that difficult task to unravel what is the role of the Secret Society and what is Illuminati in the truest sense of that word. Who they are and what is their ultimate goal. Through their research work from the many arch and architectures seeing symbols as the "persons" they deemed knowledgeable in presenting evidence and deeper within depths of what they have to find out. Then there was a guy named Brad Meltzer an author of a best selling book regarding the "Code as its been Decoded." It was intriguing to the point that they really went as far as New York to research about the "Statue of Liberty" and it's symbol. What those numbers are and its meaning. That the spikes or 7 horns (tiara) for the Statue of Liberty meant something creepy. That the "light" the bearer of light is none other than Lucifer because lucifer (rin) stands for bearer of light and it deals with satan and satanism. I couldn't help myself laughed at what I heard. Are they joking? Did you know that you will see lots of evil when there's absence of light? That you can see the power to see the light and to see the people around you is because there is LIGHT? Otherwise you'll blind or you are blind when there is no light to enlighten except of course to those who are born blind. Then number 7 is simply a symbol of GOD. Seven scroll, seven continent, 7 x 7 x7 to forgive sins and sinners, 7 is more often than not mentioned in the Bible. Then you have to know that 7 is a favourite number of God and the Holy spirit. SEVEN up? SEVEN SEAS, SEVEN = SIETE.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Si Ete , Ciete, C-yete,&amp;nbsp; 777777777777 uhm lots of axes? Ax axis, Remember the story of the fairy who asked the woodcutter from the river which ax belongs to him? The fairy asked if his ax is made of gold, silver or bronze.&amp;nbsp; 777777777777 pavement? 777777777windows &amp;amp; doors &amp;amp; gates7777777777777dam77777777tractor wheat77777777field777777boomerang7777777crescent77777comb 777777brush777777machine&lt;br /&gt;77777777777777777777777777arrows &amp;amp; keys&lt;br /&gt;77777777777777777 steps 7777777 STAIRS. Pyramids are built with stairs or steps. The Machu Picchu is built almost the same way with steps. Blocks of steps going up and down. Seven=7 is an ODD number. Seven is&amp;nbsp; a magic number and 7 is my favorite number since the time I was born...and it reminds me of a fast moving comet at the speed of light. It could be laser. The matrix womb's about to open new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. In area where there is so much light and too much UV rays it is adviseable to cut off the light at a tolerable level so that living organisms and higher form of humanity will evolve and continue to live the way God wishes. it is for this reason that the upper higher level of the earth have some protection in the form of clouds and&amp;nbsp; invisible arc. it's science my dear aquarius! The UNfinished business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have this subject in a new light I can take my nap now. Ciao dear readers be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4427679505415496642?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4427679505415496642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4427679505415496642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4427679505415496642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4427679505415496642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/enlightenment.html' title='Enlightenment'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4608166468930431122</id><published>2011-09-18T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:10:52.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting For Too Many Plates</title><content type='html'>Once in a while I have this spontaneous experience of a very strange trance. Unconsciously as it may seemed, origin and it's meaning which I have no control. It is not about the food that I ate, nor the medication, or the gaseous substance that I inhaled. Of course it is not about radon. It's just an abrupt sensation wherein it is supernatural in nature. Or to say the least within limits or out of bounds as if beyond reality. It is not illusion nor hallucinations. It is paranormal or clairvoyance. With too many meaning and definition one can understand what am writing here and if you don't there is really something wrong with you. Okay I don't intend to be psychic and make this as a source of my employment. Not that I have no confidence in myself and tell the world ...hey this is the message, this is my vision and therefore you have to kneel down and pray. Sometimes our leader should be a great THINKER and PROVIDER. When they are chosen by majority of people living and not dead they should at least act responsibly right away. Why wait for so many advices from different people. You the leader should have the knowledge to LEAD, ACT and SIGN most of all EXECUTE an ORDER. Why should an order be coming from your follower when YOU ARE THERE to LEAD &amp;amp; ORDER. You are already the leader!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!God why there are so many _______________________________________________!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!in this world? What a crazy world we live in. Even the Holy Bible will tell you about the solution to that problem of governance. Start the counting of your natural and unnatural resources, start the counting of the population of the LIVING. Yes COUNTING. Just simple Mathematics will do the trick. That alone will help you move. Sigh...Or are they waiting for coins instead? So that they can turn them to GOLD &amp;amp; SILVER? Oh my! What an alchemy. Philosopher, philosophy ---- it makes me think that we are again in the time of Plato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4608166468930431122?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4608166468930431122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4608166468930431122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4608166468930431122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4608166468930431122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/waiting-for-too-many-plates.html' title='Waiting For Too Many Plates'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2342506689205889787</id><published>2011-09-17T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T13:04:45.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kni6sw99i-0/TnT5Q-7I4gI/AAAAAAAAEAM/VeKa0wO_ej8/s1600/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kni6sw99i-0/TnT5Q-7I4gI/AAAAAAAAEAM/VeKa0wO_ej8/s320/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was ready to go. I have the right, proper attire, my style and out fit is really appropriate for the occasion. I can't be wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp2VuHXs1Vw/TnT5cKeVLXI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/8Jiee9ZSjac/s1600/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zp2VuHXs1Vw/TnT5cKeVLXI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/8Jiee9ZSjac/s320/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wait, hold on. I have the correct "dress up" seemed to be the best way to be in that moment. The right occasion yet there is a big problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not invited. Tada ---------------------------------- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-mzSg3dITp74/TnT5pUQBrZI/AAAAAAAAEAU/M9p47CbD91Q/s1600/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mzSg3dITp74/TnT5pUQBrZI/AAAAAAAAEAU/M9p47CbD91Q/s320/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I figured there must be wrong with my outfit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong with my footwear? Not too sophisticated enough? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to dress in a gown? Do I need to wear leather shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or my dress is too short? Do I have GOLD and silver? You bet I have real gold! Silver? Hmm...ask jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYgU8S1RczA/TnT54fuCr3I/AAAAAAAAEAY/_NW0AbLEgvE/s1600/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYgU8S1RczA/TnT54fuCr3I/AAAAAAAAEAY/_NW0AbLEgvE/s320/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, let me think maybe my face is not suited for that kind of occasion? Is my skin too dark for their very white skin? Is my skin not really white? You be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How WHITE should be a real person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I look like an alien to them? Or there is something wrong with them? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God my son arrived with two boxes of NESTEA and that's settle my inquiry. So before I have another chameleon face which will suit or favor the "real people" on earth I'd like to forget their racism. Uhm, yeah that's how I felt. I am being racially disqualified since the first time I entered Canada. The country that is UNcivilized!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2342506689205889787?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2342506689205889787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2342506689205889787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2342506689205889787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2342506689205889787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/was-ready-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kni6sw99i-0/TnT5Q-7I4gI/AAAAAAAAEAM/VeKa0wO_ej8/s72-c/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4084092292290244663</id><published>2011-09-16T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T15:45:31.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Complicated I End Up Viewing Myself!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr1ImUJY9xA/TnPRLHo1BGI/AAAAAAAAEAI/usl5RyQPgEQ/s1600/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr1ImUJY9xA/TnPRLHo1BGI/AAAAAAAAEAI/usl5RyQPgEQ/s320/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+013.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4084092292290244663?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4084092292290244663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4084092292290244663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4084092292290244663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4084092292290244663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/too-complicated-i-end-up-viewing-myself.html' title='Too Complicated I End Up Viewing Myself!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr1ImUJY9xA/TnPRLHo1BGI/AAAAAAAAEAI/usl5RyQPgEQ/s72-c/Sept+15%252C+16%252C+17%252C+2011+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4921508369120770790</id><published>2011-09-16T15:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T15:39:51.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Soooooooooooooooooooooooo Complicated!</title><content type='html'>C O M P L I C A T E D!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4921508369120770790?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4921508369120770790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4921508369120770790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4921508369120770790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4921508369120770790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-soooooooooooooooooooooooo.html' title='It&apos;s Soooooooooooooooooooooooo Complicated!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1226902565672177159</id><published>2011-09-14T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T13:00:08.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obituaries'/><title type='text'>Obituary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtq9cT-AMoI/TnEAN_uC8uI/AAAAAAAAD_8/-EyyrEI2-oY/s1600/Setember+14%252C+2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtq9cT-AMoI/TnEAN_uC8uI/AAAAAAAAD_8/-EyyrEI2-oY/s320/Setember+14%252C+2011+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In this photo: Ruth Joanne Oppel, Jean Belle Turner, Robert James Turner, Helen Clements. Photo taken on October 5&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Mom Jean and Dad Bob's Wedding Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was with heavy heart and sadness to hear the passing of lives especially when you know who they are. Last Friday I was shocked to see the headline news covering the story of two women who had a fatal car accident.&amp;nbsp; The driver was hurt but the other woman named Ruth didn't survive. It must have been such a tragedy and so tragic that I myself found it hard to write anything sensible here. What could be the proper, most appropriate words to say to the family of Mrs. Ruth Oppel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Our family's with you in your sorrow and grief for the loss of a very vibrant cheerful loving woman who is your beloved Mother, a dearly beloved friend, flower girl to my In-laws : Mom Jean and Dad Bob at their Nuptial (1939). Together they will all be in a place called heaven where there'll be beautiful flowers of wisdom and maybe ...and hopefully there is that so called after life, in another life in another world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1226902565672177159?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1226902565672177159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1226902565672177159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1226902565672177159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1226902565672177159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/obituary.html' title='Obituary'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dtq9cT-AMoI/TnEAN_uC8uI/AAAAAAAAD_8/-EyyrEI2-oY/s72-c/Setember+14%252C+2011+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7275613770069939704</id><published>2011-09-05T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T12:39:29.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dragonfly'/><title type='text'>What A Beautiful Day To Catch A Dragonfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMCaqb-mgww/TmUquUNWTJI/AAAAAAAAD_U/KqEa51yqGuw/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMCaqb-mgww/TmUquUNWTJI/AAAAAAAAD_U/KqEa51yqGuw/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Labor day such a wonderful day. Lovely weather we have too for today. And on this very special day I caught a cute dragonfly with colors black and green combination from&amp;nbsp; thorax to its tail. This winged creature whose wings are light, transparent and flipped almost like a windmill. I couldn't describe how the wings work whether it could be similar to the movements of the helicopter's spinning turbine. No not that kind of description. It's more like flapping wings that keeps up an down but never spin. Yeah that's the truth it doesn't spin its wings. How I caught this creature is something you wont believe. The door at the kitchen is open because we're canning once again. The last of the salmons that were caught by hubby Lorne is being processed there at the backyard. The door is open and the lovely dragonfly flew inside the house. It flew up to the ceiling. The noise or sound of its wings flapping made me aware of its presence that I tried to catch it. The ceiling was so up high that I need a chair to grab it. Well the ceiling is too high, I am too small and short and chubby. Lorne told me to wait a lil' while and that winged creature will get tired and settle down below. It's true. The dragonfly, poor and tired flew down to the window sill. So I slowly pull the blinds down and cornered the dragonfly. I caught it with my bare hands. Wow! This reminds me of childhood memories when I used to catch dragonflies and butterflies down the mulberry fields in the province.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNTNAI_fQbg/TmUq8YInonI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/tOMsul2z-_4/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NNTNAI_fQbg/TmUq8YInonI/AAAAAAAAD_Y/tOMsul2z-_4/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Amazed of holding a big dragonfly while it keeps flipping and biting my palm, I noticed another winged creature on the window sill. A black and yellow insect - a small bumble bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very sad part is the bumble bee is dead. It died and suffocated from the very hot temperature of the window. It was dry and lifeless. Poor bumble bee. My husband told me to place it on top of the yellow flower, on top of the yellow garden mum.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-AsDBd4-I0UU/TmUrHPd1pvI/AAAAAAAAD_c/Mpu5Zoy_q4Q/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AsDBd4-I0UU/TmUrHPd1pvI/AAAAAAAAD_c/Mpu5Zoy_q4Q/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter's all smile when she saw the dragonfly as it flips its wings trying to get away from my hand. Then I told my daughter to touch it for herself. At first she was a bit scared. It's a very dainty, not that harmful insect. It wont bother you. Dragonflies are garden friends and beneficial for the pollination of a beautiful healthy garden.&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/-QFgE1Nty2Zo/TmUrPHtBffI/AAAAAAAAD_g/vNZBi60PD8A/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QFgE1Nty2Zo/TmUrPHtBffI/AAAAAAAAD_g/vNZBi60PD8A/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So we placed the wriggly dragonfly on top of the dark red garden mums as it wiggled, wriggled, flapping it wings, having a loop da loop, inching away its body away from my hand but I have a strong grip to its tail even if it fights for its freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-TIzrNjt8L2g/TmUrbfnvOvI/AAAAAAAAD_k/k8BxyJRBGes/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TIzrNjt8L2g/TmUrbfnvOvI/AAAAAAAAD_k/k8BxyJRBGes/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh don't you like the dragonfly on this such a lively colorful background? What could be the best background? The blue of heaven above? Red as in wicked red? Yellow background as in slow down? White as in white as pearl? Green as the green evergreen forest and it's time to let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-7R0AKqkoFXQ/TmUrnCGJqAI/AAAAAAAAD_o/8WQJMVFK0is/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7R0AKqkoFXQ/TmUrnCGJqAI/AAAAAAAAD_o/8WQJMVFK0is/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Taking the advice of my hubby to let go of the poor dragonfly. The winged creature strong and once robust is tired, very tired that it needs to fly away to where it belongs. I let it go and the dragonfly flew again to that window sill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKdqeOniSX8/TmUryO-602I/AAAAAAAAD_s/XKXUnQKuN7c/s1600/Sept+5%252C+2011+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKdqeOniSX8/TmUryO-602I/AAAAAAAAD_s/XKXUnQKuN7c/s320/Sept+5%252C+2011+040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You silly dupey dragonfly it's time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can fly where you want to be and you decide where you can be free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it flips and flaps its transparent lightweight wings and the creature although tiny and small is free again ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See 'ya later when you have the chance to visit us once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I could hear its last farewell bid "FREE AT LAST." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atlas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: For young kids to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOGRAPHS : Dedicated to my Loving and Caring Parents: Teofilo &amp;amp; Teodora &amp;gt;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Their&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; "57th WEDDING ANNIVERSARY"&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7275613770069939704?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7275613770069939704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7275613770069939704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7275613770069939704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7275613770069939704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-beautiful-day-to-catch-dragonfly.html' title='What A Beautiful Day To Catch A Dragonfly'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nMCaqb-mgww/TmUquUNWTJI/AAAAAAAAD_U/KqEa51yqGuw/s72-c/Sept+5%252C+2011+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-308119504849637780</id><published>2011-09-01T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:56:30.043-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Intellectual Property Rights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Storage'/><title type='text'>BE On Guard  For Your Own Intellectual Property</title><content type='html'>I have so many topic, so many subject to discuss today and many days to come certainly as I always tend to be over productive hence, not needed in today's world. Besides, few of those topic has been recorded and blogged at another website wherein they closed down for such unreasonable cause. You tell me the reason, the true real story why Yahoo 360 shut down their website? What happened to Sarah Bacon? Who is Sarah? But you know what? They cannot just deleted all those important files of information, photos,&amp;nbsp; and important paraphernalia of those bloggers. They cannot disregard the creativity of the many artist, poets, and painters who took their vast of wealth in that website. Whatever they have posted there should be taken in a storage appropriately. Yeah STORE them for the next generation to view and peruse. Although of course what we need them to do is the COPYRIGHTS issue should be dealt with accordingly. That whoever wrote the literary works, poems and the many photos, drawings, paintings are accounted for. Good for those who tag their incredible loads of arts with their names. But what happened to those who forgot or didn't TAG their work of arts? So you mean they will become anonymously been discarded or tagged by another impersonator? I hope not. It could be an artifact or work of arts that will let the government to decide what to do with them in the future. Knowing what happened to the many paintings after World War I and II which of course where then compiled and still for public viewing in Paris, France. Where to store such millions of paintings worth thousands to millions ? The government knows what to do where those work of arts created by millions of artist be placed. In a storage where there is no chance for them to get rotten or moldy. A special place where they can be stored regardless of any circumstances, weather change, be of holocaust and extreme damages. They know what to do, rest assured that they really know what to do then I'd better be quiet here and relax. So for your next work of blogging your whole life, with your trusted friends and family make sure you add your true real name to your&amp;nbsp; WORK. Literary work, artworks, photos and many significant work that you include to be such an important VALUABLE intellectual property of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is best to ask the curator, the Yahoo 360 provider and the Blogger Google where they store, restore the bulk, tons of information. Not enough? You have to get a bigger computer hard drive with the capacity bigger than NASA. Yes for your own protection of the VAST wealth of info you need a HUGE HARD DRIVE with gigabytes, gazillion bytes bigger than the sky above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be caught OFF guard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-308119504849637780?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/308119504849637780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=308119504849637780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/308119504849637780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/308119504849637780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/09/be-on-guard-for-your-own-intellectual.html' title='BE On Guard  For Your Own Intellectual Property'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8768203330722866096</id><published>2011-08-30T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T13:32:15.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIGINALITY is always the deciding factor</title><content type='html'>When almost everyone is TAKEN you have no other resort but to BE ORIGINAL. When I was in Grade School copying is forbidden. Teachers wont take heed of the copying system but allowed the ROUTE I mean the ROTE SYSTEM of education. You have to read with understanding and comprehend whatever you are reading and writing. When almost everyone get the perfect score there's always a reason to doubt. That's why ROTE memory or MEMORIZATION takes place most of the time. As a matter of fact students are encouraged to memorize the whole book if necessary. That's how tough in the Philippine Education System of the Rote. Garote! Yan ang ibig sabihin ng garote. Magdusa ka para pumasa ka. It's good when your memory is not yet full. It's great when you are at a very young age. Whatever you have studied and memorized during elementary years will someday be recalled when you get older. That's what it is. Olympians are also encouraged the "practice makes perfect!" The routine-nary to make things happen. Otherwise lagi kang kulelat! Belat! OMG! If all topic is taken? Provide them with something they don't know about. Like can you understand Tagalog? Magsalita sana kayo ng Tagalog para maintindihan nyo ang hirap na tiniis namin na matutunan ang English language. Isa lang ba ang alam mong salita?&amp;nbsp; Okay alam kong type mong maging vida ulit sa larangan na ginagalawan mo sa para sa iyo ito &amp;gt; tama na ang drama mo! Kasi naman talaga pang comedy lang ako. Pag hindi ka natawa problema mo na yun. Mahirap magpayo sa mga walang sense of humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8768203330722866096?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8768203330722866096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8768203330722866096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8768203330722866096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8768203330722866096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/originality-is-always-deciding-factor.html' title='ORIGINALITY is always the deciding factor'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8070273655553512529</id><published>2011-08-29T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:13:06.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once there was a story of a boy who was known as the "Boy King." It was written on a slab of stone and was later called the ROSETTA STONE. How the army of Napoleon Bonaparte unearthed the slab of stone is beyond my knowledge. lol.&amp;nbsp; There is no absolute long story of how it happened. Bonaparte's desire for his men to translate what is inscribed in the stone is also beyond their comprehension. Language that is truly confusing and sort of a puzzle for them. However, thousands of years have passed and then the true identity of the boy or child was revealed. Although in the book that I read it was not stated who the child was. Is he Jesus Christ? Is he young pharaoh? Is he the young emperor? Whoever is the child, that was mentioned, is not really unveiled. They can only guess. The guessing game. Oh my goodness guessing game is not really our way of life unless you are to gamble. In other words, you are not sure of anything. Prediction and or sixth sense is really a complicated matter. Besides, why guess? You are wasting so much time. You are wasting so much energy on such thing when you can make a rosetta stone of your own. This time at present time you can have a DISC. Memory card, laser disc to store your data and other pertinent information about your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The KNOWING movie provided us with such kind of informative views of storing data. That after 20,30,&amp;nbsp; 50, or hundred years from now those data are available for viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember a time when I was a young child and happened to watch the movie of the TOMB OF THE PHARAOH. In that very old movie, all the artifacts, history in manuscripts, images, trunk of wealth, jewelries, vases, urns,&amp;nbsp; including the Pharaoh's loyal aides, pets went with him to the afterlife. The pyramid closed down with no opening whatsoever. There for the pyramid to store the hidden wealth of Egypt until of course the archaelogists started to unearth everything. One by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heto ang say ko sa mga gaya-gaya sobra na kayo! My life is different from your life. Your life is not the life of others. Most of all don't try to copy or imitate the lives of others unless of course it's a movie and you are paid to do such act. Before a movie is made, there is a certain copy of the script , the story authored by writers. It cannot be produced without the written copy. So you have to either acknowledge the WRITER. Don't be shy to name the writer, author or the name of blogger after all you'll be caught that you are indeed copying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: From the "sticky note" which of course I had written a while ago. &amp;gt; &amp;lt; evjvt 2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8070273655553512529?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8070273655553512529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8070273655553512529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8070273655553512529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8070273655553512529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/once-there-was-story-of-boy-who-was.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1605601258464683129</id><published>2011-08-24T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T19:37:10.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><title type='text'>Wednesday Is Photography Session Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvEBgCUwVx8/TlWwIVI4ZHI/AAAAAAAAD-s/8V5is3gjm68/s1600/August+24%252C+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvEBgCUwVx8/TlWwIVI4ZHI/AAAAAAAAD-s/8V5is3gjm68/s320/August+24%252C+2011+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Proud to show my own freshwater pearls bracelet. It was actually a necklace then changed it to a cute bracelet that suits my taste. Good for now. I would like to have the highly acclaimed "Pandora's bracelet" yet can't afford that. Oh no!&amp;nbsp; Yeah the real genuine Pandora is worth thousand bucks. For the meantime I don't mind wearing pearls, for they are real anyway. 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUU5SUc2WWQ/TlWwSWqdQ1I/AAAAAAAAD-w/ab9PLHVIqXQ/s1600/August+24%252C+2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUU5SUc2WWQ/TlWwSWqdQ1I/AAAAAAAAD-w/ab9PLHVIqXQ/s320/August+24%252C+2011+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;A special palm hooked into that fresh water pearl? uhm---what could be the significance of it eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P93y62qu4_w/TlWwdR-JDwI/AAAAAAAAD-0/jWjCa_ojzB0/s1600/August+24%252C+2011+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P93y62qu4_w/TlWwdR-JDwI/AAAAAAAAD-0/jWjCa_ojzB0/s320/August+24%252C+2011+015.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh wait, I think the background is a lot better here. The glass door almost crystal clear a sun catcher by day. The spectrum of lights passing through that glass door is somewhat a reflection of sunbeam, laser beam and God knows be careful when you're hit by its laser sharp beam. What a door that is. A bit scary sometimes.&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/-zmmaA-SmWWs/TlWwpmSDAoI/AAAAAAAAD-4/muppS33r2Vw/s1600/August+24%252C+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zmmaA-SmWWs/TlWwpmSDAoI/AAAAAAAAD-4/muppS33r2Vw/s320/August+24%252C+2011+021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My daughter doesn't want being photographed for she is really that so shy unlike her Mom so I am her model. A trying hard model! Ahahahahahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would think I am an old mama mia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life begins at 48...I think. &lt;br /&gt;&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/-5umxQNAEuCc/TlWw1pNrXLI/AAAAAAAAD-8/URSckyqIql4/s1600/August+24%252C+2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5umxQNAEuCc/TlWw1pNrXLI/AAAAAAAAD-8/URSckyqIql4/s320/August+24%252C+2011+026.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't mind about the floor. The kitchen is really bright because the sun shines so bright in this house. I could have chosen another place where there is a bit darkness. But I'm afraid of the dark.&amp;nbsp; As if.....&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/-gJLCBnen32U/TlWw9MsGkrI/AAAAAAAAD_A/QEE1AIX8ryM/s1600/August+24%252C+2011+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gJLCBnen32U/TlWw9MsGkrI/AAAAAAAAD_A/QEE1AIX8ryM/s320/August+24%252C+2011+027.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, before proceeding to my role as a cook here's my one or two last photos of the day. Okay back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what is IT in a "Total Drama Island" where everyone is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooppss only me, the boring one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1605601258464683129?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1605601258464683129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1605601258464683129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1605601258464683129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1605601258464683129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/wednesday-is-photography-session-day.html' title='Wednesday Is Photography Session Day'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvEBgCUwVx8/TlWwIVI4ZHI/AAAAAAAAD-s/8V5is3gjm68/s72-c/August+24%252C+2011+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5267147080293108564</id><published>2011-08-22T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:10:47.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purse'/><title type='text'>Saving Nickels, Saving Dimes, When $5 Bill Is A -Ok? Still Not Enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qy81oFNHbO0/TlKW0V10uVI/AAAAAAAAD-c/2PSQw7zn_YE/s1600/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qy81oFNHbO0/TlKW0V10uVI/AAAAAAAAD-c/2PSQw7zn_YE/s320/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aside from handy trendy bags I have the initiative to try sewing this kind of purse above. It's made of jacquard fabric, denim, and thick cotton fabric. I don't think I can sell them because it's not really perfect. It has imperfections. A freebie or give-aways maybe or to those who are not fuzzy and choosy these purses are almost a perfect gift.&amp;nbsp; I will try some other time to continue my sewing project once I bought an industrial sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-_Y7_r40Sd64/TlKW9t4tmII/AAAAAAAAD-g/e0UFAyxISu0/s1600/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_Y7_r40Sd64/TlKW9t4tmII/AAAAAAAAD-g/e0UFAyxISu0/s320/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More canned salmons. Hmm, canned is not the correct word. It should be glassed or bottled. The best glass jar for canning any kind of fish is the "Bernardin." This quality is perfect for tight snapping and canning your favorite fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add lots of spices aside from the usual dash of salt. Salmon has its natural fish oil no need to add olive oil inside the jar. As usual it's my husband who did the canning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/--ar_RyjahkM/TlKXF_4vHsI/AAAAAAAAD-k/sWMKa6kmG98/s1600/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ar_RyjahkM/TlKXF_4vHsI/AAAAAAAAD-k/sWMKa6kmG98/s320/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the other hand the love for palabok a Filipino special pancit mixed with variety of ingredients for its topping is one way of celebrating life to the fullest. Whenever I cooked pancit or palabok somebody used to ask me if there's a birthday&amp;nbsp; celebrant. In my own thought everyday is a celebration of life whether there is pancit or none of it. Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-GguSf6wZzXM/TlKXRHm0VMI/AAAAAAAAD-o/HLM6wp6w7so/s1600/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GguSf6wZzXM/TlKXRHm0VMI/AAAAAAAAD-o/HLM6wp6w7so/s320/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here it is ---&amp;gt; My special pancit palabok. It's good to the last bite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5267147080293108564?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5267147080293108564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5267147080293108564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5267147080293108564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5267147080293108564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/saving-nickels-saving-dimes-when-5-bill.html' title='Saving Nickels, Saving Dimes, When $5 Bill Is A -Ok? Still Not Enough!'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qy81oFNHbO0/TlKW0V10uVI/AAAAAAAAD-c/2PSQw7zn_YE/s72-c/August+17%252C+to+21%252C+2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3302779440884837658</id><published>2011-08-15T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T21:21:37.836-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>Don't Know If It's Autism Or ADD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMjpQ4sEnx4/TknvQfiZlEI/AAAAAAAAD-I/6AR9NUpK3aw/s1600/August+12%252C+2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMjpQ4sEnx4/TknvQfiZlEI/AAAAAAAAD-I/6AR9NUpK3aw/s320/August+12%252C+2011+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Too many purses, too many bags need to ADD more? Yeah my hands act like a machine. Can't stop eh? What I need? More fabric, more textiles, buttons, automatic, hook and eye, pins and needles, variety of thread and I'll be very busy again with my sewing machine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3302779440884837658?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3302779440884837658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3302779440884837658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3302779440884837658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3302779440884837658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-know-if-its-autism-or-add.html' title='Don&apos;t Know If It&apos;s Autism Or ADD'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pMjpQ4sEnx4/TknvQfiZlEI/AAAAAAAAD-I/6AR9NUpK3aw/s72-c/August+12%252C+2011+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4496335149954462241</id><published>2011-08-12T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:23:49.983-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing Project'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lady Bags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sewing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the meantime let me entertain you with my new post collection of the purse, shoulder bags, trendy as it should be: I know every woman loves bags. It's more than collecting shoes. Besides without purse and bag to carry or wrap around the shoulder and arm everything seemed so incomplete. So here are what I made ...handmade sewn by me of course. Nobody does it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPUck60nf4c/TkVDu8ccTjI/AAAAAAAAD9k/TbRvNvsrocw/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPUck60nf4c/TkVDu8ccTjI/AAAAAAAAD9k/TbRvNvsrocw/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey45RkbLXvw/TkVD8KiOydI/AAAAAAAAD9o/xQb1tunI1AU/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ey45RkbLXvw/TkVD8KiOydI/AAAAAAAAD9o/xQb1tunI1AU/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+026.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_b7Sd_3fsE/TkVEIamlt0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/pWnb3SmipIM/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L_b7Sd_3fsE/TkVEIamlt0I/AAAAAAAAD9s/pWnb3SmipIM/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqJABYvJmQs/TkVES7MtOrI/AAAAAAAAD9w/bwlhJQ89C4c/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dqJABYvJmQs/TkVES7MtOrI/AAAAAAAAD9w/bwlhJQ89C4c/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPJeZ8vYDZU/TkVEhPytm3I/AAAAAAAAD90/51x1TO9Udbc/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bPJeZ8vYDZU/TkVEhPytm3I/AAAAAAAAD90/51x1TO9Udbc/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pKNwQX6GOQ/TkVEuqw0KBI/AAAAAAAAD94/YKYXwhhMJCQ/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pKNwQX6GOQ/TkVEuqw0KBI/AAAAAAAAD94/YKYXwhhMJCQ/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVSgfPnwufs/TkVE97Ju34I/AAAAAAAAD98/KnvX4UK5WJg/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lVSgfPnwufs/TkVE97Ju34I/AAAAAAAAD98/KnvX4UK5WJg/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb4Sf-vR2E8/TkVFQ9Vlt8I/AAAAAAAAD-A/rTiSbU5iCDI/s1600/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fb4Sf-vR2E8/TkVFQ9Vlt8I/AAAAAAAAD-A/rTiSbU5iCDI/s320/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4496335149954462241?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4496335149954462241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4496335149954462241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4496335149954462241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4496335149954462241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-meantime-let-me-entertain-you-with.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VPUck60nf4c/TkVDu8ccTjI/AAAAAAAAD9k/TbRvNvsrocw/s72-c/August+10+%2526+11%252C+2011+Upl+Purse+etc+035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3563052349017195678</id><published>2011-08-11T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T17:10:39.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verdad'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing that I can be proud of ? I STILL CARRY THE NAME, the FAMILY NAME OF MY FATHER and it's true I JUST CAN'T LIE. HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY here on EARTH or wherever you are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you hate or love my blog I don't really care. I LOVE writing. I will keep on posting and writing until the last breath, until I die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3563052349017195678?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3563052349017195678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3563052349017195678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3563052349017195678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3563052349017195678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-thing-that-i-can-be-proud-of-i.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8990108565037140060</id><published>2011-08-08T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T11:07:01.054-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOnomics'/><title type='text'>This Time It's Going Green. If They Have Reds then it's probably Red Tag Day or Clearance Sale.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X03bkpVujiE/TkAfvCCR73I/AAAAAAAAD9c/DYHFYLwqajA/s1600/August+8%252C+2011+Upl+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X03bkpVujiE/TkAfvCCR73I/AAAAAAAAD9c/DYHFYLwqajA/s320/August+8%252C+2011+Upl+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Told you before we had a "bountyful of harvest" the other day and having such a craving for sinigang I used the green beans and mix them with bokchoy, tomatoes and pork. Well it's been 3 weeks since we had pork sinigang. Besides my whole family loved such a decent Filipino viand. It's really good when this kind of sour broth is super hot. Like it's gonna burn on your tongue because of its hot tangy spicy taste yet sour flavour of the soup. The magic of "sampalok seasoning." If we could only plant sampaloc (K) or tamarind tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ninang in Philippines used to have that big tamarind tree. It was more than 40 years old I think and was towering over their mansion-like house. Probably as old as the acacia trees once adorned the camp. Gone are the super big acacia trees in my hometown. Too bad I don't have any souvenir photos of them for they are century old or to figure out their tree ring marks probably those trees are at least 400 to 500 years old. While that tamarind tree I mentioned is in between 60 to 40 years old. Imagine of an acre filled with tamarind trees and bearing lots of tamarind...Wow! You can have your own business of providing sampalok almost everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78eQw9exEj0/TkAf9lIgDuI/AAAAAAAAD9g/vtAdr8_PDVw/s1600/August+8%252C+2011+Upl+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78eQw9exEj0/TkAf9lIgDuI/AAAAAAAAD9g/vtAdr8_PDVw/s320/August+8%252C+2011+Upl+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First harvest of green peas. So much of them from the garden that my husband Lorne stored them in ziploc bags and now in the freezer for our winter consumption. That's what it is here. You cannot just consume all the food at once. Save them when it's really needed then you can have it when the right time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of everything in a very economical way. Today is not the only day to think about. Think what tomorrow brings. Envision the next day, next week, next month and next year in a positive way however when spoilers spoiled your vision then it's time to think like a fridge. Imagine yourself in a fridge cabinet with shelf life. With lots of compartment. What stuff needs to be placed in the freezer and what stuff needs to be in the cooler. As simple as that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8990108565037140060?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8990108565037140060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8990108565037140060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8990108565037140060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8990108565037140060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-time-its-going-green-if-they-have.html' title='This Time It&apos;s Going Green. If They Have Reds then it&apos;s probably Red Tag Day or Clearance Sale.'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X03bkpVujiE/TkAfvCCR73I/AAAAAAAAD9c/DYHFYLwqajA/s72-c/August+8%252C+2011+Upl+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6052086957163329796</id><published>2011-08-04T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T12:06:01.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drinks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjX6u4h5x10/TjrsTNpPn_I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/IGE8553CyHo/s1600/August+3%252C+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjX6u4h5x10/TjrsTNpPn_I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/IGE8553CyHo/s320/August+3%252C+2011+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How to get closer to your man? It's through his stomach!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! well I couldn't believe it myself. So the best thing that you women out there is to be a GREAT COOK! Cook their favorite gourmet food no matter how difficult to cook such meal as long as that special person of yours will appreciate and praise. Remember GREAT FOOD makes a GREAT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O kain na ng special palabok. This is one of the favourite party meal for the whole family. Yummy delicious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6052086957163329796?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6052086957163329796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6052086957163329796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6052086957163329796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6052086957163329796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-to-get-closer-to-your-man-its.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjX6u4h5x10/TjrsTNpPn_I/AAAAAAAAD9Y/IGE8553CyHo/s72-c/August+3%252C+2011+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7523569055056794486</id><published>2011-08-04T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:32:57.774-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Authors of Books'/><title type='text'>Blogs Will Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idvZMCamsps/Tjrcg56RWWI/AAAAAAAAD9M/oDY_z5lZ3L4/s1600/August+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idvZMCamsps/Tjrcg56RWWI/AAAAAAAAD9M/oDY_z5lZ3L4/s320/August+2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Husband the very hard working man that he is always have time to read books in his spare time. Not that he is not busy but always been busy most of the time. The value of his work is simply the basis of the many kind of work that he can do and accomplish and what more to relate here is over-rated. So for being&amp;nbsp; a "fan" of his works, for being the multi-tasker that he is as much as a great provider I should let everyone know that I wont be able to do networking and other multi-tasking here if without his help. So if he is aware of my blogs here all I can say with the deepest sincerity and gratitude that I want to THANK him for all the effort and in my valuable appreciation of his kindness I am posting all his collections of favorite books and his favorite authors.&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/-xgefa0OMjNU/Tjrcyzd0gEI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/jzpF-Mr3bec/s1600/August+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgefa0OMjNU/Tjrcyzd0gEI/AAAAAAAAD9Q/jzpF-Mr3bec/s320/August+2011+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know and I am very much aware that I cannot be compared to his "favorites" for they are seasoned, well known authors of books that are "best sellers." Imagine the likes of Wilbur Smith, Patrick O'Brian, Douglas Reeman....they are amazing writers. They are GIANTS.&amp;nbsp; They are well experienced prolific writers. They are so great! They wont be outlisted. I mean their BOOKS are COLLECTOR's ITEMS. Their books are compared to STAR WARS with too many episodes and readers simply don't want to miss each arrivals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these great books, BLOGS made these books glorified and be known for in the new world of technology. That books, the paper that you are reading can be interpreted in different medium as they travel far and wide through the air, to the waves, to the center, to the core and through the maze and where else could they lead to? Through the wires, lines and through the outer space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows maybe aliens are already reading them from outside our galaxy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlCYlWc0k8Q/Tjrc-t0xhhI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGNK5t705VM/s1600/August+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dlCYlWc0k8Q/Tjrc-t0xhhI/AAAAAAAAD9U/zGNK5t705VM/s320/August+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BLOGS have to flourish, and move on. Through these kind of medium STORIES are made and BOOKS are published. It must start from it. Blogging to own heart's desire to write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGS have their way to amuse, bewilder and mystify readers. Blogs are made to share so that you'll know the most interesting avenue of the bloggers' life as they entertain you in their never-ending blog story be in the form of daily rants, sermon, obscure non-stop gossipy remarks, blunt words never seemed to shock us, gentle words of persuasion seemed to amazed us. All in all you and me are wholeheartedly benefited from all these kind of noble sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU &amp;gt; the reader.&amp;nbsp; I AM the writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM YOU &amp;gt; the reader and writer and what could be thrilling to say and write and think that we are all in this TOGETHER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7523569055056794486?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7523569055056794486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7523569055056794486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7523569055056794486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7523569055056794486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/blogs-will-go-on.html' title='Blogs Will Go On'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-idvZMCamsps/Tjrcg56RWWI/AAAAAAAAD9M/oDY_z5lZ3L4/s72-c/August+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3324445979168651425</id><published>2011-08-03T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T12:57:02.705-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>To The Birthday Celebrant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kWOnluux2g/TjmjcpqCxMI/AAAAAAAAD9E/uLr57dGM17E/s1600/JulyAug+2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kWOnluux2g/TjmjcpqCxMI/AAAAAAAAD9E/uLr57dGM17E/s320/JulyAug+2011+052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PffzxNG8PcY/TjmkaoDOBqI/AAAAAAAAD9I/GxxupRojQk4/s1600/August+2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PffzxNG8PcY/TjmkaoDOBqI/AAAAAAAAD9I/GxxupRojQk4/s320/August+2011+017.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can't find the right words? Can't find the exact wonderful words to define you. Can't find the best words of wisdom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my everdearest SON TYREL today is the very best day of your life as you turn 18 ... Here's wishing you filled with lots of good luck, good health, warmth embrace that only your parents, brother and sister can give, your own loving and caring family who are with you through thick and thin. That you may FOREVER look YOUNG as you love listening to that beautiful song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good. Be smart. Be not so grumpy. May you live long enough to endure life's glory and honor and respect the family that you have for there is no one else like us. lol. Hope that will bring you laughter. Okay that's it for now. We love you just the way you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY&amp;nbsp; TYREL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mommy and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the BEST of GREETINGS &amp;gt; from Cade and Tamara and the rest of the VERDAD - TURNER Family&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3324445979168651425?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3324445979168651425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3324445979168651425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3324445979168651425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3324445979168651425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/to-birthday-celebrant.html' title='To The Birthday Celebrant'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1kWOnluux2g/TjmjcpqCxMI/AAAAAAAAD9E/uLr57dGM17E/s72-c/JulyAug+2011+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3783656619180951243</id><published>2011-08-01T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T16:44:54.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOnomics'/><title type='text'>Not Just Another Story</title><content type='html'>Another blogger from another website stated that the Social Media has a way to kill your writing career. Well, dear Rachel if they want to kill my writing career they will end up in&amp;nbsp; a loop. By the way I honestly believe that they will help me build that career. They will help me with all the twist and turns. Most of all it offer sense of challenge, maybe dramatic scenes, and most of all they might bring in more conflict which can make every story more appealing. The more conflict ...and complicated a story is the better. How's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God, now I have to dig more gold. Buy lotteries, and work time and again all work and no play. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While digging the backyard two weeks ago I happened to dug something really very strange actually. It was shiny and at first I was overwhelmed, I stopped from what am doing. I was nervous of the shiny metal on the ground. There are other rusted metals on the soil which I was thinking they were from scrapyard, shrapnels, "slugs"&amp;nbsp; or old building scraps from before or long time ago but this shiny "aluminum kind" of metal is different. I yelled at my hubby who just arrived from work and told him of what I have found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed&amp;nbsp; S I L V E R ! It was silver? Silver!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband just smiled and said with a grin on his cheeks&amp;nbsp; ... " So you mean I'm rich?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3783656619180951243?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3783656619180951243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3783656619180951243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3783656619180951243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3783656619180951243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-just-another-story.html' title='Not Just Another Story'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5313577865265439724</id><published>2011-07-29T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T15:33:31.434-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOnomics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Economic Times'/><title type='text'>Economic Times II</title><content type='html'>The non-stop on and on bad news about the TRILLION DOLLARS DEBTS of the United States of America is deafening, maddening almost everyone around the world. It's becoming redundant already. It's almost like time stood still but the bean counter keeps going up. Hysterically hip or what the US Pres. Obama can still smile against all these odds. US is the most powerful country in the world. It is known as the Super power, and whoever sits at the Office of the President of the United States of America, whoever sits at the White House knows that the President has the ultimate power to declare war, wage war if necessary or vetoed laws, anything that threatens their country economically and politically simply gets the job done by extreme measures. What are those? Need I explain? But here's one very important aspect of their unique role in the IMF system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The US Dollar was the KEY currency.&lt;br /&gt;2. US placed squarely in the IMF System of International Liquidity&lt;br /&gt;3.International Liquidity - total amount of reserves hold by various nations.&lt;br /&gt;4. Each country has International reserves called the PEG System in the form of:&lt;br /&gt;1. GOLD - Primary revenues&lt;br /&gt;2. Foreign Exchange in dollars&lt;br /&gt;3. Contributions each country to IMF. Unconditional rights to withdraw its past contribution. This is where the problem is. You know why? I'll tell you later.&lt;br /&gt;4. How reserves are increased?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a. Digging more gold if there's any maybe try alchemy&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; b. Increase in Foreign holdings of US Dollars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly the IMF was empowered to create the SDRs or the Special Drawing Rights to cover balance of payments deficits. (The SDR is similar to the project I once created in a short story I have written entitled: Autumn Rose) another novelette I've written also have the same projection how SDR is best represented entitled: Cracker Jack Lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened when all the GOLD assets are liquified? The economic system of every country depends on their environment and its resources. The land area of the United States is bigger than any countries in the world therefore it's a matter of measurement and correct counting. Simple MATHEMATICS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Any system that kicks an economy when it is down is basically destructive and should be discarded." That's according to another economist. Therefore hang in there and humble yourself for you know when a sleeping dragon wakes up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5313577865265439724?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5313577865265439724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5313577865265439724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5313577865265439724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5313577865265439724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/economic-times-ii.html' title='Economic Times II'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-5774477407625837677</id><published>2011-07-28T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T12:53:05.804-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECOnomics'/><title type='text'>Economic Times</title><content type='html'>Last night before I went to sleep the news on TV is very disturbing. I found it hard to sleep so I stayed late again and watched some other shows on TV. Then here was the sarcastic show of TMZ. You know those group of celebrity photographers and columnists. They are bunch of giggly punk-like group who are so annoying. Excuse me for my description but that's what you're portrayals on television. Maybe it calls for your role as the camera grills for something that can stir controversy. Anyway, I read in another blog &amp;gt; several people are paid to lie. Maybe sort of white lies. What are white lies? Could it be gimmick? Publicity stunt to make it appealing for public view or just to spin up volume of controversial issues. Not all that we can read in the newspapers, magazines or watch on television are 100% real, true story or else you'll be plundered and plungered down the stream.It's fun watching them until one guy was being roast as a p- king. lol. Yeah look-alikes eh? The "guy" on TV news recently who committed mass murder is a look alike of a known celebrity. Then the girl who killed her child she's a look-alike of the leading-lady of Clooney in "Up In The Air." Oh my! What a crazy world. Is it my vision is blurry? That's why we cannot judge or be judgmental. Even two identical twins have differences you know. Then here comes news about the "tracking business" known for government task force. That's okay. It is for good of the government that's good for all of us. What is wrong here is when the people assigned to the task force over used and abused the system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is that movie of Will Smith in his portrayal as a tax collector and he keeps following the people whom he needs to collect taxes. He works for the IRS and at first the movie revolved in a complicated way as if the IRS agent seemed like a stalker instead of being an agent of the government. At the end of the movie? Well you have to watch it. I should have this topic in my other blog but had my "politicking awesomeness there." Flip-flops eh? Actually it's a zigzag. I am making waves. vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv Ay mali! Planting rice pala ito. ewan. I should make use of my blogs as an alternative use for my Economics background. Uhm, want me to start now with Economics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST it's not end of the world yet. When you say we are at end's it doesn't mean doomsday as what everyone used to say to scare people. Enlightenment is not a scare tactic. When you are studying Economics it means &amp;gt; it is a social science that seeks to allocate scarce human and non-human resources for their alternative use. Scarce resources since the time of Dr. Jose P. Rizal. In his time the population has reached BILLIONS already. In his time too many monks, priests,nuns,&amp;nbsp; eunuchs, military,&amp;nbsp; and other common people pledged to chastity. When Communism was implemented in China, each family has to minimize the birth rate. Each family should have two to three children only. How you can feed billions of people? Not enough food to sustain the growing population. Those who cannot abide the laws fight a different kind of war. Others move or migrate to other countries where they cannot be ruled or govern by a strict compliance. Less populated areas were them inhabited and used for rehabilitation, a place where they can start a new life. The old Chinese were then upgraded to being Japanese, Koreans, Vietnamese. I don't know what will happen to its DNA RNA sequencing after that. Ask Shelldon.&lt;br /&gt;DNA- RNA of the Filipinos? The last result of the sequencing process is the BROWN RACE. Yan na nga. O babalik ka na naman sa Yellow Race? According to D. H. Robertson &amp;gt; "people take value in the yellow metal because it is the choice of so many people within a given population and most of all it fancy(ies) the savages."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-5774477407625837677?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/5774477407625837677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=5774477407625837677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5774477407625837677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/5774477407625837677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/economic-times.html' title='Economic Times'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1346646198838877833</id><published>2011-07-27T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T11:43:49.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strongest And The Weakest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpL8fF6bw7k/TjBV_TDTsfI/AAAAAAAAD8o/UXnC-qGo4os/s1600/July+26%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpL8fF6bw7k/TjBV_TDTsfI/AAAAAAAAD8o/UXnC-qGo4os/s320/July+26%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I had a terrible bad cold for three days now. My runny nose is flowing like water in a faucet. Being out in the yard breathing the air with pollen and other allergy-causing infectant had me sick but somehow managed to report here on my blogs. At least this is a kind of "work" at home that there is nobody minding the time and quality of work because being the boss of myself I am responsible for what is written here. I am the one responsible for the editing, changing, and control of what is happening here on daily basis. Whatever opinion, views and reviews are mine alone. I feel upset when somebody take my ":work" as if they are the ones doing it. I mean the idea belongs to them. WTF! See I have to fight the irritants. People and debris that are so very annoying to the point that it weakened my immune system. Anyway, knowing too many people are weaker than me healthwise have to send message of sympathy. To those who are grieving because of death in the family, for those who are sick, suffering from life time ailment and for those who have cancer, stroke, in a coma, paralyzed and handicapped GET WELL SOON. Prayers help you know. Believe that there is always GOD who can help you and help us in all our sufferings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M6Sa4b8u5Qc/TjBWGol-P1I/AAAAAAAAD8s/DJ_wNUzg-jQ/s1600/July+26%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M6Sa4b8u5Qc/TjBWGol-P1I/AAAAAAAAD8s/DJ_wNUzg-jQ/s320/July+26%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Harvest Time is early for us. The husband brought the biggest caulliflower from the garden the other day. He was proud that his garden yields properly and on time. There are big cabbages as big as a platter also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CU7nksr_3oU/TjBWqm-MrrI/AAAAAAAAD8w/NWav2bNfLrQ/s1600/Pictures+19632011+774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CU7nksr_3oU/TjBWqm-MrrI/AAAAAAAAD8w/NWav2bNfLrQ/s320/Pictures+19632011+774.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More leafy green vegetables. Spinach, brocolli, swisschards. He was looking for zucchini that he thought will yield bigger than it should be but found nothing in the garden. Where they go? Few days from now will have to harvest lots of beans, green peas, corn and other herbs. We'll be seeing lotsa greens and that's great for health. Health is wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote: The weaker amongst us receives. The strongest (er, ei) works. Or you can have it this way: The weakest, weaker, weak&amp;nbsp; amongst us receives while the strongest, the stronger, the strong people have to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm my grammar is a grabber eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1346646198838877833?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1346646198838877833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1346646198838877833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1346646198838877833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1346646198838877833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/strongest-and-weakest.html' title='The Strongest And The Weakest'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kpL8fF6bw7k/TjBV_TDTsfI/AAAAAAAAD8o/UXnC-qGo4os/s72-c/July+26%252C+2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6309750220822303682</id><published>2011-07-26T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T12:12:19.422-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Logic'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Siesta and fiesta is over! Time to work. Hubby and I planted the emerald golden gaeity, rhododendrons, mums, and dahlias at the front yard. Perrenial and shrubs that we know the deer wont eat. Besides planting plants that cannot adapt well with the 4 seasonal changes in this country we'd better have options. Roses are becoming common or the usual choice but it is now the symbol of lost, grief, desperation, sadness, and death. Sorrowful mysteries are not my kind of forte. So, it is the most beautiful flower alright however its significance is not what I have to partake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer is not over yet the commercial trading atmosphere is now replacing summer stuff and gadgets out from their shelves opening to the autumn season the bringer of colorful foliage and a different kind of warmth inside the house but cold cooler breeze outside. Looks like summer is just a short holiday for us here. More birthdays to celebrate then it's school time for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know really what I have accomplish for days keep passing like minutes in a day. That's how fast and quick foxes are. lol. I have too many friend request at the other FB account sad to say unable to open it that's why I opened a new account.&amp;nbsp; This time I have more control over who I can add in my friend list. Choosy and snobby little me. Can you blame me being fuzzy, choosy and such a snob?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a friend sent a message she read over the net about "Doomsday end of Times." Oh me oh my! You mean 2012? The movie has it with such a beautiful themesong at the end of the film is such a romantic treat although the kind of "ark" they want to relay message with is just the HOPE they want to inform everyone. Dudes and dudette just stare at the big map of the two continent USA and USA. Can you spot the big or huge giant hull? That's the ARK. The Ark covered with iceberg long time ago and it's now submerged in water. What's really inside the ark has been found long time ago. Now to make the process simpler and for everyone to know before it's too late for the rest of us here ...the only solution to the debt crisis of the world is COPY what SOLOMON did for mankind. That's the solution.&amp;nbsp; And folks that's not stupidity it is PRACTICALITY, LOGIC and WISDOM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6309750220822303682?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6309750220822303682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6309750220822303682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6309750220822303682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6309750220822303682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/siesta-and-fiesta-is-over-time-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-1444234982510369174</id><published>2011-07-24T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T12:02:47.164-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine and Liquor'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8H1rMkmUjI/TixrZ-wk5_I/AAAAAAAAD8k/AIGMi0UjhYA/s1600/Pictures+19632011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8H1rMkmUjI/TixrZ-wk5_I/AAAAAAAAD8k/AIGMi0UjhYA/s320/Pictures+19632011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The ability to do more work is a sign of success. Please drink moderately. Sunday today right? See, even at the Church the priest wants you to participate in drinking a small amount of wine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-1444234982510369174?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/1444234982510369174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=1444234982510369174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1444234982510369174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/1444234982510369174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/ability-to-do-more-work-is-sign-of.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T8H1rMkmUjI/TixrZ-wk5_I/AAAAAAAAD8k/AIGMi0UjhYA/s72-c/Pictures+19632011+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-9134317821100136305</id><published>2011-07-24T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T09:53:48.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sprinkler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yard'/><title type='text'>Groundwork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMfdXpo_Y0g/TixDGhLxT8I/AAAAAAAAD8A/qFicuk2RRSo/s1600/Pictures+19632011+843.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMfdXpo_Y0g/TixDGhLxT8I/AAAAAAAAD8A/qFicuk2RRSo/s320/Pictures+19632011+843.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hydro-seeding technology although simpler, inexpensive way to to fill up your yard with fabulous grass for your lawn yet you'll wait 3 to 4 months to have the right grass fill your yard depends on the kind of soil (acidity, alkalinity, salinity?) and the water intake include the kind of weather on daily basis. Then you're not sure whether all the grass will grow on the right spot. There'll be abundant of grass on one spot but bald on the other side. So the choice, best choice is to order turf. But of course you need to call the gas company first before you dig. Before all this process took place there should be a PLAN.&lt;br /&gt;1. Ready all the materials needed for the underground sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;2. Measure the yard so that you'll know how many pipes are needed to be used for the underground sprinkler, and how many grass turf needs to be ordered.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;3. Digging the ground with shovels and madax takes time maybe 2 days depends on how tough the soil is. And if you are in a hurry to attend to other job of yours you can rent a heavy machinery to make it happen within an hour or less. Somehow it's economical to use the heavy machine instead of having workers that you have to pay for hour's wages and then when they complained of backaches then you'll pay for their medical. A chiropractor's fee just a consultation is probably $25/hour.&lt;br /&gt;4. When the ground is ready for the installing of pipes and sprinkler ...&lt;br /&gt;&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/-jXqGq1ulr_E/TixDqaGeqTI/AAAAAAAAD8E/5G8hduOT13I/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jXqGq1ulr_E/TixDqaGeqTI/AAAAAAAAD8E/5G8hduOT13I/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. The main base where the valve is connected to the water pipe-faucet. Cover it most of the time. After all the pipes are installed and the ground is cover with soil then try first if the w ater sprinkler works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uL0cOsL_pG0/TixD0DRbfNI/AAAAAAAAD8I/4GlVRdRiJqA/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uL0cOsL_pG0/TixD0DRbfNI/AAAAAAAAD8I/4GlVRdRiJqA/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wow! It works! Absolutely.&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/-idjJqPVBeU0/TixEBTDW47I/AAAAAAAAD8M/nLj1pbjsnAc/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-idjJqPVBeU0/TixEBTDW47I/AAAAAAAAD8M/nLj1pbjsnAc/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now stop the sprinkler from the switch board (base) and continue to clean the ground. Rake the ground diligently, evenly, throw the pebbles and other debris on the ground designated for the gravel pit. Once the ground is ready for the next plan&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/-7tHbwdYkJwk/TixEWMbiePI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/CiVoQNCIuzQ/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7tHbwdYkJwk/TixEWMbiePI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/CiVoQNCIuzQ/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Time to order the turf. The delivery-driver arrived on time. He is seen hoisting down the turf carefully on the ground. Load after load of turf. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dPV348pdAe8/TixEjp2HuGI/AAAAAAAAD8U/Xtkw-CI5jTw/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dPV348pdAe8/TixEjp2HuGI/AAAAAAAAD8U/Xtkw-CI5jTw/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The yard is cleaned, free of pebbles, debris , now it's time to sprinkler fertilizer on the ground. Lay the rolls of turf placed them accordingly and properly one by one unroll the turf as if it's a placemat or door mat on the yard. It is hard work that's why men who are healthy, strong, and fit usually have this kind of job. Make sure the doormat of grass is snuggled firmly on the ground.&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/-xp7hwAxAWGw/TixE4uXLeXI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/WMvLP44dC3M/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xp7hwAxAWGw/TixE4uXLeXI/AAAAAAAAD8Y/WMvLP44dC3M/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Next,&amp;nbsp; time to soak the grass with lots of water. The grass absorb so much water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zik5C9-v5ZE/TixFDSJYOXI/AAAAAAAAD8c/EBQqAtzobhU/s1600/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zik5C9-v5ZE/TixFDSJYOXI/AAAAAAAAD8c/EBQqAtzobhU/s320/July+22%252C+23%252C+2011+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the backyard, the work continues. With enough men working to fill the yard with turf takes few hours to finish the job done. Great! Congratulations!&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/-kO_uaJCpf9Y/TixFUQ_YRmI/AAAAAAAAD8g/3Qoy8qN5NA8/s1600/July+24%252C+2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kO_uaJCpf9Y/TixFUQ_YRmI/AAAAAAAAD8g/3Qoy8qN5NA8/s320/July+24%252C+2011+001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;NOW let us celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATER! WATER! WATER! The giver of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-9134317821100136305?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/9134317821100136305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=9134317821100136305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/9134317821100136305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/9134317821100136305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/groundwork.html' title='Groundwork'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qMfdXpo_Y0g/TixDGhLxT8I/AAAAAAAAD8A/qFicuk2RRSo/s72-c/Pictures+19632011+843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4756173268057555726</id><published>2011-07-22T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T11:50:10.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Technology'/><title type='text'>The EYES have IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZdXxFqWnkA/Tim_iRYrt6I/AAAAAAAAD70/32WD_5sG6jc/s1600/Pictures+19632011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;Millions of us now in the &lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZdXxFqWnkA/Tim_iRYrt6I/AAAAAAAAD70/32WD_5sG6jc/s320/Pictures+19632011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Blogging community and to stop one from blogging and inter-acting with the others lead these hackers hacking and stopping what I'm trying to accomplish in one day. Know what don't stop me while I am doing this blogging at this moment. You can email me or leave a decent comment in the email box. I think that's the most ethical way to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect me and the other bloggers who used this site for "entertaining" your boring world. Blogging is the right way to do when your country cannot afford a decent job for every workers who would like to work. Volunteering is for those wealthy, and people without experience. Or volunteering is for those who would like to go to war or want to add credentials for their blank resume. Hey don't get me wrong here. I was a volunteer at a very young age. I volunteer for the school during my Elementary years. I was a student-teacher. I was a volunteer for Girl Scout of the Philippines, PRC or Philippine Red CRoss. I'm also a volunteer for my mother's Voluntary work for 6th District within a barangay in our hometown, where in she was the President of the club. There is nothing wrong with volunteering as long as you've got nothing to do at home or you want to be special and want to help others who need your help. In today's world, volunteering should be for the rich and famous who should spare their time and money for they have so much, they have ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have enough? I don't think so. When my "enough" is being rationed and distributed then that is not enough. I have to do more as I please, and as much as possible not to be taken advantage by the people who always think about negativity. I am optimistic in all what I can do. After all I am a multi-tasker. That's why husband has given me a new laptop. He bought it from his hard earned money and I should use it in a positive way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qsebUkABgc/Tim_2DbaRaI/AAAAAAAAD74/b_ErWVEUU3g/s1600/July+15%252C+17%252C2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qsebUkABgc/Tim_2DbaRaI/AAAAAAAAD74/b_ErWVEUU3g/s320/July+15%252C+17%252C2011+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;So here is the new laptop. Hope that no virus, no hacker will able to get in into the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ53cajZeRQ/TinBt8bAHtI/AAAAAAAAD78/ZLjkL8qF-kc/s1600/Pictures+19632011+763.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IZ53cajZeRQ/TinBt8bAHtI/AAAAAAAAD78/ZLjkL8qF-kc/s320/Pictures+19632011+763.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or else I'll go ballistic and use my superhuman power. Yeah just like this "woman" with the bionic eyes. And you think you're the only one who had those "EYES?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4756173268057555726?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4756173268057555726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4756173268057555726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4756173268057555726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4756173268057555726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/eyes-have-it.html' title='The EYES have IT'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MZdXxFqWnkA/Tim_iRYrt6I/AAAAAAAAD70/32WD_5sG6jc/s72-c/Pictures+19632011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3471083089849149808</id><published>2011-07-21T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:28:14.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conscience! Do You Have it?</title><content type='html'>Every one's a writer. Every one's an author of book. Anybody here who is a blogger because you are using a blog. Therefore you are a blogger. Oh darn why I'm so philosophical? I stand corrected for my being sarcastic once again for it is the topic for the day &amp;gt; sarcasm&amp;lt; the latest act of humorism in the blogworld where I now live. Well, I am just an honest blogger who blogs rants of my day to day blessings of whatever that occurs in my mind. My over active mind which is my think tank and the source of the strategy being used by economists, astronauts, most of the time by politicians. Yeah baby! I love to brag. I should BRAG it really and truthfully for the sake of whodunit who assumed that their idea belongs to them and they are the ones being paid&amp;gt; WTH! What on earth they have to do such nasty thing ? FGS! Don't they know who I am? Why don't you steal everything about me? Steal my name and steal my whole family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On being deliberate? Why? What's the point? You are getting all the&amp;nbsp; success in your life because of my creativity wherein I don't get credit for. Most of all I only have one query. Do you have conscience?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3471083089849149808?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3471083089849149808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3471083089849149808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3471083089849149808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3471083089849149808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/conscience-do-you-have-it.html' title='Conscience! Do You Have it?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4261904365253264487</id><published>2011-07-20T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:12:05.591-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hohum what to write now when almost everyone got the topic that I adore. Hmp! What a life! So okay let us follow somebody's topic such as watching movies together with the family as a means of "bonding" together as if "a family that prays together, stay together." To tell you frankly the last time that my family watch a movie at the cinema was 5 years ago. I think it was the last episode of the Star Wars. See I can't even remember the actual year and the whole story not because I was asleep while their eyes are wide open viewing the whole saga. It was the SW episode wherein leading lady Padme (Princess Lea's mother) and Hayden aka Anakin (Darth Vader) got married. That was it and that time it was 3 weeks after the pandemonium of fans gone and out of the cinema and only few people watched that movie at the cinema..that's the time we had chosen 'cuz the hubby wants the cinema to only few people so that he wont hear the screaming of fans. That's the last family get together movie watching that is so boring. After that I didn't go to the cinema anymore. It's no fun here because the population of this town or city (?) is just barely less than 50,000. Wide open spaces low dense population. Wow! Where am I? Thank goodness for Google, Facebook and MySpace for it's over populated. lol. Years passed by and I really want to watch movie but with group of people who love to watch new movies before it gets into DVDs or CDs whatever. There are no good movies to watch so I waited, waited until there is that very ineteresting film that is more than like paranormal. It was the movie KNOWING of Nicolas Cage. While my sister and I on a queue about to pay for the ticket, there was this toddler who when he saw me pointed his finger at me, chuckling, giggling and then playing peek-aboo of somekind as if he knew me from somewhere. The toddler hid at&amp;nbsp; his parents legs cheerfully mimic my facial expression. Funny child. He probably thought I'm a clown. He he he. I found that incident weird. I don't even know the family. Anyway, forget about that children are like that when they see "angelic face." lol. OMG! Grabe naman ako. Angelic daw. Ay naku diwata pala. Maybe he keeps watching "Timmy Turner's The Fairly Odd Parents." You know the boy with two fairies who give him everything that he wants and wished for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the cinema, while we're watching KNOWING, I noticed the two old women sitting at the back. The other one keeps touching my hair. I don't find it funny. It was awful and frightening. Bakit kaya? After watching the movie I felt something strange, all of a sudden I'm having sort of allergy. You think it's the movie having an impact on my metabolism or the old woman at the back of our seat did something nasty&amp;nbsp; on my hair? Ah crazy thought. Coincidence that when I watched Gizmo and&amp;nbsp; Gremlins story of those alien furballs with psychedelic attitude and vices caused some allergic reactions on my skin. Just by watching them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4261904365253264487?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4261904365253264487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4261904365253264487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4261904365253264487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4261904365253264487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/hohum-what-to-write-now-when-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6101045179477704356</id><published>2011-07-18T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T15:17:52.612-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction and  Non-Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>The Tree That Barks (The Barking Tree)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_lcDTH1n5s/TiSmj2J7h0I/AAAAAAAAD7o/LrSwl_B3fUA/s1600/Pictures+19632011+814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_lcDTH1n5s/TiSmj2J7h0I/AAAAAAAAD7o/LrSwl_B3fUA/s200/Pictures+19632011+814.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The photo above, I mean on the left side (changed the location) is an album for photographs given by my husband's aunt who passed away last year? Or two years ago?&amp;nbsp; The dogwood flowers she painted on that kind of medium. She is also the woman who painted the "Light house" that is on display at the right hand corner of my blogsite. She is a teacher, was a teacher who valued courtesy and simplicity. A very strict well -mannered woman. Too bad she's no longer with us today. Know what I first thought the city workers will plant the dogwood trees along the highways and side walks instead they planted maple trees. Ah, it's okay they are both attractive trees although only one gives flowers that is more than pleasing to see and admire. The first time I have notice of dogwood tree is when I joined my kids in grade school for their picnic and field trip in Parksville, the Butterfly world where that tree stands alone and hundreds of monarch butterflies hang along its branches, leaves and flowers. Then we have a chance to view the bin where the rest of the butterflies, caterpillar and eggs nestled so warmly in their own habitat and I started telling stories&amp;nbsp; to the kids who are willing to listen about it's life cycle. The French teacher was impressed and asked how I know so much about it. I told her it was my thesis and sericulture is a favorite subject of mine. (Sericulture: is the raising of silkworms for raw silk production).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our field trip progressed as time goes by. The whole class were seated comfy inside the bus and it made me feel like as if I was in a "Magic School Bus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our walk within the inside part of the forest that seemed to look like Cathedral of century old trees (douglas fir, sequoia, spruce, hemlock, evergreens, etc) so tall and bigger than ordinary trees that's why its called "cathedral." In that shady area of the forest are dogwood trees also with its prominent white flowers, its heart-shaped petals with transparent stripes, yellow pollen at the middle. It's nice. While the school children came running around in search of their teacher-adviser majority of them unable to speak the English language. I went with them,&amp;nbsp; joined them in their search looking for their French teacher who at that time also looking for her whole class who almost disappeared along the big wooded area. Then I heard my kids' adviser who is fluent in English and French, about to scream to the children who would rather tap the cold chilly water running so wild at the streamlike body of water. I couldn't say it's a river. No,&amp;nbsp; not that small area of watery slope. But it's bigger than a canal. Don't assume it's Panama canal it's not what I try to picture for you to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now picture this atrocity and language barrier from an old movie of Martin Short. Hard of hearing, low on battery or just that the pronunciation is bad that when Martin heard about "gorilla" he was smiling, with grins on his left and right cheeks wanting to see the gorilla in excitement only to be shocked, thrilled and disgusted that the gorilla is not the ape but the "guerilla."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6101045179477704356?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6101045179477704356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6101045179477704356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6101045179477704356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6101045179477704356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/tree-that-barks-barking-tree.html' title='The Tree That Barks (The Barking Tree)'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a_lcDTH1n5s/TiSmj2J7h0I/AAAAAAAAD7o/LrSwl_B3fUA/s72-c/Pictures+19632011+814.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2366270375405709594</id><published>2011-07-17T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T10:02:13.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-Fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fiction'/><title type='text'>Fiction The Way To Go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPR6_XsPTVo/TiMBiMBZ3sI/AAAAAAAAD7M/lRhNlbi1e48/s1600/July+17%252C+2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPR6_XsPTVo/TiMBiMBZ3sI/AAAAAAAAD7M/lRhNlbi1e48/s320/July+17%252C+2011+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I asked the husband about a certain question regarding my blogs while he was pre-occupied reading the latest novel of Wilbur Smith (Those In Peril). He is an avid fanatic reader of anything penned by famous authors: Wilbur Smith, Patrick O'Brian and Douglas Reeman. Since he likes reading I asked his opinion about writing. What can I make my blogs story worthy of reading because I am running out of idea. Maybe because I have too much idea and too many blogs that need my attention plus having short story-novels that I haven't finish editing yet. But my, oh my cannot stop my mind from thinking even out loud so I'd better have them written. It's easy to have stories that revolve around the family, relatives and the whole clan although what is not good is when the members of the family backfires on some issues that they might find unfair or misinterpreted, most of all too sensitive for them because they cannot accept the truth or simply they don't find the story uplifting or it's a no joke for them as in they have low battery. I mean they have low sense of humor and they cannot take humor only drama. So really dunno what to write if I have to tell stories ---REAL STORY so I would rather write FICTION instead. Make everyone happy. Make no mistake and make no enemies. So, husband was saying, showing me the book that's why he is reading that book of Wilbur because it's FICTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: The book: THOSE IN PERIL is strictly FOR ADULTS ONLY. Recommended for mature readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my type of book. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-2366270375405709594?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/2366270375405709594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=2366270375405709594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2366270375405709594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/2366270375405709594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/fiction-way-to-go.html' title='Fiction The Way To Go?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OPR6_XsPTVo/TiMBiMBZ3sI/AAAAAAAAD7M/lRhNlbi1e48/s72-c/July+17%252C+2011+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7852833357600100482</id><published>2011-07-14T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T18:23:39.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet HOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYfN9JGXVgI/Th-Kx8Jq8tI/AAAAAAAAD7I/BotSFYIbEo4/s1600/July2011+574.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYfN9JGXVgI/Th-Kx8Jq8tI/AAAAAAAAD7I/BotSFYIbEo4/s320/July2011+574.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a wonderful summer vacation at Fernland. My sister lives in a cozy rancher with her family and her yard has plenty to showcase for garden enthusiast like me. On her beautiful garden: Ornamental plants such as blooming arrays of healthy daisy seemed to welcome us with a smile&amp;nbsp; showing its radiance of color, gladiolas on the way to main entrance door, climbing clematis on its trellis about to swirl its vines and loops to the gutter of the roof of their house. Lots of&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; shrubs beside a tiny pond with bright yellow dazzling flowers, too many hanging baskets filled with assorted colors of petunia, variety of roses in its colorful colors and the most amazing is the mint colored petals of a very distinct rose side by side with the sprawling maroon colored shrubs. I forgot the name, it has a bell at the tip of my tongue. They have maple trees, cherry trees, apple trees and other trees I did not ask. Anyway I enjoyed watching the robins as they chirped and flew, and stayed for a while on top of the trees bearing red berries. What a sight, it seemed endless. My sister has a green thumb, a good gardener and it shows perfectly on her amazing garden where trees, shrubs, flowers and veggies grow in a very healthy way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trees are the post of the house, the sturdy wood on the wall, the wood flooring, cabinets and cupboards, tables and chairs, include the china cabinet. My kind of flowers are fake, made of artificial soft silk and satin. The fruits are bought from the supermarket and stays in the fridge or canned fruits. We may have different appreciation of the way we see things, on being objective and subjective on the nature of things but we appreciate ourselves as sisters through thick and thin. We eat the same kind of food, we binge on several favorites, she cooked great food and desserts to my amazement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a great cook and so do I but...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I could match her patience, her passion and desire to grow plants and till the land for its fruit bearing trees, and ornamental plants which give flowers and beautiful foliage. One in the family who tends to the garden is good enough. My husband is just like her having green thumb, my father has it too. I want to be different. I have my own aspiration, as much as own dream and desire, goal and whatever one makes for the pursuit of truth and happiness let them have their passion. My passion as it always be is something different from anybody else as I tend or tried to be original. I hate following. I want to lead myself and if there will be followers it's just okay with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't follow where I lead. It's great to be a leader to one just follower ---myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7852833357600100482?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7852833357600100482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7852833357600100482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7852833357600100482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7852833357600100482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet HOME'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WYfN9JGXVgI/Th-Kx8Jq8tI/AAAAAAAAD7I/BotSFYIbEo4/s72-c/July2011+574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-7147077537982955420</id><published>2011-07-13T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T09:49:28.930-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='handicrafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filipiniana section'/><title type='text'>Filipiniana Section</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQYW0Djlfd8/Th3NL-5kMdI/AAAAAAAAD7A/iP8gwBAgZIU/s1600/July2011+614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQYW0Djlfd8/Th3NL-5kMdI/AAAAAAAAD7A/iP8gwBAgZIU/s320/July2011+614.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know what I like in the Filipiniana section of Shoemart? The handicrafts mostly made from capiz or handfinished and polished seashells from abalone, oysters and other crafts made from other shellfish unknown to me. They're truly valuable piece of art. The ingenuity of filipino hands are shown in a very meticulous way of shaping Filipino arts and culture. After school my friend Luz and I frequently visit that department store for its product that are highly graded for excellence when it comes to product quality. Great for export that's why. Other Filipiniana section is located somewhere in Quiapo where handicrafts abound. In that area you can bargain for discount. Smart way of trading. No need to pay so much for the price that you can afford especially when you love haggling. Oh my love to shop. Shopping is normally a lady's thingy, it's a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above photo:&amp;nbsp; Wall decor made from capiz (seashells) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy65A0e9hYc/Th3NdbW5CbI/AAAAAAAAD7E/1DDwRZk2Vvk/s1600/July2011+617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fy65A0e9hYc/Th3NdbW5CbI/AAAAAAAAD7E/1DDwRZk2Vvk/s320/July2011+617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Handicraft : Placemats, coasters made from the finest capiz and table napkins with embroidery made from the finest thread blend of abaca and jusi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to use the placemat is probably today? It's my brother Angelito's birthday today so HAPPY BIRTHDAY my dear brother. Hope you have special pancit for long life while we're having pancit palabok the choice of my children for lunch. Uhm, not to forget it's the TWINS birthday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY CADE and TAMARA. Wishing you more birthdays to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-7147077537982955420?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/7147077537982955420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=7147077537982955420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7147077537982955420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/7147077537982955420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/filipiniana-section.html' title='Filipiniana Section'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IQYW0Djlfd8/Th3NL-5kMdI/AAAAAAAAD7A/iP8gwBAgZIU/s72-c/July2011+614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6694981880574913410</id><published>2011-07-13T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T09:32:05.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expression</title><content type='html'>It's all but natural to daydream. As a matter of fact every writer is a dreamer, daydreamer, illusionist, nightdreamer, and full of idea. Writers never run out of idea. It's like one click of a mouse something in their mind sparks a certain magical moment of enthusiastic endeavour. Moments of glory even agony of defeat. But so what if its defeat, the more of this emotional outburst the better. The high and lows of emotions, happy or sad, bitter sweet, triumph over agony. All of these euphoria of emotions is needed by a writer, aspiring, amateurish or veteran. Life is not just a field of happiness but also of other kind of feelings and emotions that readers can adapt to and tell the world about the human nature of every character in a story, in a book, and these portrayals of the many variety of actions, feelings and even sensation should be written to accordingly to the delight of the receiver or readers who read your books. Without balance of these important literary meaning the story is such a bland and your reader might brand your story as boorish and without sense. So time and time again when I found myself being stock or stuck to one and only way of sending messages to my readers of my blog have to discontinue another phase and open up another door to something new. It leaves a meaningful mystery to what is set up in the first place, and leave the readers hanging for the next episode. Or it will bore readers and leave your space and patronize others when its overbearing. Well truth is up to you to leave or stay or come back when you cannot find other ways to relate to. But you know what? I am a reader too so I love reading whether a story is boring or not. So many books so little time. So much stories to tell, not so much space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evjvt2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6694981880574913410?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6694981880574913410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6694981880574913410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6694981880574913410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6694981880574913410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/expression.html' title='Expression'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-4166156092846673148</id><published>2011-07-11T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T08:28:59.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Applied Mathematical Tech Skills'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skills'/><title type='text'>Extra Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2KDQaxKjF0/ThsPQauOmnI/AAAAAAAAD6o/40LZJ_9XbCQ/s1600/Pictures+19632011+771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2KDQaxKjF0/ThsPQauOmnI/AAAAAAAAD6o/40LZJ_9XbCQ/s320/Pictures+19632011+771.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Twenty pounder? Truth is the biggest caught for the day is more than 30 lbs. Husband got lucky that day. So far this is his biggest catch after having just 15 lbs, 20, or 22 pounders. Not bad at all. The good thing about living in the province or rural area is the vicinity to the forest and the ocean. All you need is a boat, fishing rods, net, trap, and the license to do it. You wont get hungry here. In the forest, you can have edible source of food such as the deer for its venison, wild turkey if there's any, moose do you eat moose? When it comes to vegetation, the forest offers wild veggies such as mushroom but be careful in picking them for there are few mushrooms that you can't eat for some of them are poisonous. There are wild berries, blueberries, raspberries, blackberries in the bushes although we'd rather buy from the supermarket. I let the birds eat those berries in the forest.&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/-uCYDUFNDGE8/ThsPdSrG_3I/AAAAAAAAD6s/AHqDdKaSky0/s1600/Pictures+19632011+069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uCYDUFNDGE8/ThsPdSrG_3I/AAAAAAAAD6s/AHqDdKaSky0/s320/Pictures+19632011+069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Besides, I would prefer fruits in can. Awesome canned fruit from the Philippines like the ones canned by Dole. Fruit in assorted variety (pineapple, apple, cherries, grapes, pears, banana, melon or cantaloupe, nectarines, papaya and mangoes)&amp;nbsp; rich in its sweetened syrup from its natural fruit flavour is the most delicious of all fruits especially if you have them mixed with Nestle cream and condensed milk. Chill it in the fridge for few minutes and taste it's awesome goodness later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What that tiny dinosaur doing on my glass of fruit salad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm---just to remind you about the olden days of the land before time. When dinosaurs roam the earth.&amp;nbsp; Such a long pre-historic story while I wait for the husband to clean the fish and we can make them into sardines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMm01-WoR-M/ThsQLXAkzLI/AAAAAAAAD6w/XQg-FbBCC9I/s1600/Pictures+19632011+776.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bMm01-WoR-M/ThsQLXAkzLI/AAAAAAAAD6w/XQg-FbBCC9I/s320/Pictures+19632011+776.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh here it is the giant pot is already boiling. This how we do it. Actually thank the husband for his knowledge in fishing, cooking, steaming and the many "jack of all trades" he learnt from his parents, educators and from books. In the truest sense some of these are based from his experience living in a logging camp owned by his parents in the 1940's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge is power and when you have so much survival skills you wont get hungry nor get out of place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-4166156092846673148?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/4166156092846673148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=4166156092846673148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4166156092846673148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/4166156092846673148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/extra-work.html' title='Extra Work'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2KDQaxKjF0/ThsPQauOmnI/AAAAAAAAD6o/40LZJ_9XbCQ/s72-c/Pictures+19632011+771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-8743730202837261436</id><published>2011-07-10T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T07:53:48.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Craving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdzVPtFz14/Thm2GaMedlI/AAAAAAAAD6k/x3Dk3Jr7pGg/s1600/Pictures+19632011+809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdzVPtFz14/Thm2GaMedlI/AAAAAAAAD6k/x3Dk3Jr7pGg/s320/Pictures+19632011+809.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not easy for me to choose the kind of footwear that I can use for everyday walk along where I can go and lead up to ...I seldom go out anyway. Most of the time in a solitary confinement at the comfort of my home. Yeah a place I called my home for the time being until I found the right place, right time moment. In my confinement to soliloquy threading literary works with others who are also in the same line of work oh yes writing is a kind of work also but in a sense that you don't get to touch some nasty dirt outside. So before my topic get out of place I want you to focus your eyes or vision on what you can see above in that photograph. My left foot in front of the mirror. Then look at the other side of the mirror and you'll notice that the right foot is the one that is on the other side. Isn't that very interesting? Actually it is fascinating and my very conscious mind have a little problem dealing with it. As if I'm sort of retard eh? I wonder if somehow we all have our other side of life behind the mirror. That everyone of us have a pair of twins and we can only see and mirror our twin sibling on that kind of mirror. Copying and imitating us. Simply mimic every part of our whole body and attitude. What if that other part of us, our twin comes out from the mirror and do whatever that other person likes to do without our permission? What If?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, what if that the tree of knowledge is not apple but pears? Chromosomes seemed to be in pairs right? So it's not apple but pears. lol. While the tree of life is of course something that has all the elements of life and survival. The tree of life should have all the natural element of producing the most vital important reproductive organ that can withstand the test of time and never dies. That's what a tree of life is able to provide life as it is naturally without any support from other source because it is the main source of everything. Coconut tree is the choice of the forefathers who then able to survived and live to tell of its abundant life. However, is that the truth? Now I found myself craving for buco pie, coconut milk, and coconut meat for buco salad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-8743730202837261436?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/8743730202837261436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=8743730202837261436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8743730202837261436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/8743730202837261436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-craving.html' title='Sunday Craving'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdzVPtFz14/Thm2GaMedlI/AAAAAAAAD6k/x3Dk3Jr7pGg/s72-c/Pictures+19632011+809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-6378399375876097687</id><published>2011-07-09T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T09:11:44.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Weird?</title><content type='html'>My daughter's hair got curly and got entangled most of the time and she had problem keeping it straight anyway that she asked me to cut it. Problem with brushing the hair, and its getting heavy on the head that I decided to have her hair trimmed. I once had a long hair measuring from top of my head down to my hips. Really long that one time a friend of mine used to call me "Mariang Makiling" for long hairlock. I know the problem that my daughter encountered that I obliged to her decision. I told her that I will keep her hair in a sealed ziploc inside her drawer with the date on it. She smiled. I love keeping souvenir of my childrens crowning glory hairlock is one of them. Their first hair cut, their first baby tooth, and their hospital wrist band tag. Then I have them attached or fastened tightly plastered or stapled (the ziploc bag with the souvenir) inside their Baby book. That's how special my children are. It's for them to remember that I keep their special moments, memories intact so that when they grow old they have something to remember and remind them of who they are. That's when photographs are not enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because nowadays, it seems that you will always need to identify yourself most of the time. Know why? Too many clones. Too many "gaya-gaya." Too many impersonators and most of all too many ? That's for you to find out. I don't like being victimized by scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this in a "draft" first to find out who are following my story. Trying hard to find the extra special ability to predict with the use of ESP. According to a book that I was reading, all of us have extra sense perception or having the so called "third eye." How to use it wisely or intelligently varies with the environment and the people we associate with everyday. Most of all it only works for the believers. For the unbelievers since they cannot or unable to believe will do anything to sabotage the existence of ESP which is crucial to the study of supernatural. However, there is that one child long time ago that I was only thinking about something and that child who is only few months old can already read minds. That child is so quick with his ability to hair trigger, hair splitting understanding of clairvoyance. And that child also has that sense of sending message through many signs and symbols, facial expressions and hand gestures. Unbelievable but it's true. That's why when he was in kindergarten class he is always being reprimand by his teacher for batting in saying the correct answer before the teacher even finished with the questioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? In the movie "Village Of The Damned" movie watch carefully why the teacher Christopher Reeves get plastered speechless when being asked by his students. He tried to stop thinking making his thoughts unknown to those gifted children so that they cannot predict what he will do next. In today's world when it comes to education the teachers in Northern part of Canada and the US will stop having a planned lesson plan. Which they tried already, the rote system is no longer of equal importance. In this case, sorry for those who will be a patient of those who didn't practice the rote system for the would be doctors and medical practitioners will keep guessing the name of organs in your body.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-6378399375876097687?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/6378399375876097687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=6378399375876097687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6378399375876097687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/6378399375876097687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/something-weird.html' title='Something Weird?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-3537929218494534578</id><published>2011-07-05T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T18:05:22.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drama'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Try sail, square&lt;br /&gt;Try tryst, trees, tryworks for T test.&lt;br /&gt;What could be the Truth Value of the T test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be a true blue&lt;br /&gt;True believer of the true penny&lt;br /&gt;Be honest and have a true seal&lt;br /&gt;True seal is a hair seal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to summarize here for the past few days we are busy doing what we love to do. Silence is golden and for the time being it's best to keep quiet until I have my laptop or notebook all to myself. However I am looking forward to have the following plants in my garden: lilac, lavender, and sunflower. For the best ornamental trees I might consider the following choices: Maple tree for its 4 season colors of green, yellow-green, orange, red, Japanese maple tree for its bough that spreads like an umbrella and has 4 seasonal change of the color of the leaves, Dogwood tree for its beautiful heart-shaped white flowers. Birch? Just for its bark in white and black colors. Oh, black and white is not really a color. So whatever. Who cares right? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't blog for the next few days it only mean I cannot or don't have the chance to use any of the computer at home. They are my teens' personal computer and I am just an "outsider" waiting to have the "opportunity" to use it when they are at school. How sad! So sad I could almost cry and puke. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-3537929218494534578?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/3537929218494534578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=3537929218494534578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3537929218494534578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/3537929218494534578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/07/try-sail-square-try-tryst-trees.html' title=''/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-136875418662902453</id><published>2011-06-27T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T10:43:30.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forest Trees and Flowers'/><title type='text'>Have You Got Your Trees Today?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_epWKUcoEvA/Tgi3hOASiiI/AAAAAAAAD5s/uCpl9udZzCM/s1600/birch.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_epWKUcoEvA/Tgi3hOASiiI/AAAAAAAAD5s/uCpl9udZzCM/s1600/birch.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Choosing the right appropriate tree for the front and backyard is not that so easy. We want a good tree that can stand the test of time. A kind of tree that can stand harsh weather, that can give us shade, shelter and protection. A tree that gives so much fruit, or bears fruit and bloom with flowers all year round. A tree that is almost impossible to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like birch trees for its white spotted bark. The bark that you can make so much of art crafts. You can make paper from it, a natural room divider, make baskets, just an ornamental trees outside the yard makes it pleasing for everyone to see. Great symbol or image for the art of photography. Don't you think so? A background of birch tree image on your room's wall is just perfect. However we want real ones. Trees that are real not fantasy or fakey. We want trees that moves with the wind, with the air, leaves that wither and rejuvenates when touched by shower of blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&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/-yDbVlQvz0CU/Tgi4VxS507I/AAAAAAAAD5w/1vjtkyAhKt8/s1600/mommy%2526tam.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDbVlQvz0CU/Tgi4VxS507I/AAAAAAAAD5w/1vjtkyAhKt8/s1600/mommy%2526tam.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shrubs of ornamental flowers at the garden, different shades of trees at the background is just truly amazing. Group of gnomes or picturesque statues or ceramic figurines add life, zest of life if you want to add a drum bridge on your Japanese garden. Others prefer fountain and or any soothing regiment of cascading water falls is always an attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQ5xc-SToQA/Tgi4vBFR3CI/AAAAAAAAD50/VUPH19OmXrc/s1600/IMG_1376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FQ5xc-SToQA/Tgi4vBFR3CI/AAAAAAAAD50/VUPH19OmXrc/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;What this unusual tree doing here? first thought it was a Joshua's tree however, turned out it was a monkey tree. Funny as it may seem but who cares about the name, this kind of tree is unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IESBRnwn7QQ/Tgi5EJNTEpI/AAAAAAAAD54/OP5bVMBaF5w/s1600/IMG_1542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IESBRnwn7QQ/Tgi5EJNTEpI/AAAAAAAAD54/OP5bVMBaF5w/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Spruce, aspen,cedar, and hemlock? nobody cares at all. With the magnificent view of sunset at the background everything looks spectacular. Japanese maple trees and cherry blossom trees are optional.&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/-bk7vTzx4k-Y/Tgi525DZjiI/AAAAAAAAD6A/8WZwX29L98w/s1600/goldenmaple.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bk7vTzx4k-Y/Tgi525DZjiI/AAAAAAAAD6A/8WZwX29L98w/s1600/goldenmaple.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maple tree? Sugar or golden maple tree? Then it could be an oak! Whatever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aTMlwM5nBeQ/Tgi6EUkuVwI/AAAAAAAAD6E/9yNxJLZcyPo/s1600/IMG_1401.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aTMlwM5nBeQ/Tgi6EUkuVwI/AAAAAAAAD6E/9yNxJLZcyPo/s320/IMG_1401.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh look at this along the highway...lots of trees to choose from. From dogwood trees, douglas fir tree, pine, hemlock, cypress, and what you call it elm? No way, we're not going to Elm Street. For sequoia moment? Go to California and you'd probably feel like a midget dwarfing on its old century robust giant trees and God knows how tall they were almost touching the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPbAwVqS32g/Tgi6Wzi5vPI/AAAAAAAAD6I/DdEmAseOyNc/s1600/IMG_0862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EPbAwVqS32g/Tgi6Wzi5vPI/AAAAAAAAD6I/DdEmAseOyNc/s320/IMG_0862.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh what a splendour refreshing tree of life. Coconut palm trees, the grove and groove of these trees as they sway to the rhythm of the breezy wind makes me feel sleepy. Include the hammock tied on both ends of the tree and presto I could go sleep and dream dreams. Yeah only in my dreams. Only on holidays, on a beachy happy life of contentment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7414779069846424647-136875418662902453?l=vvit.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/feeds/136875418662902453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7414779069846424647&amp;postID=136875418662902453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/136875418662902453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7414779069846424647/posts/default/136875418662902453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vvit.blogspot.com/2011/06/have-you-got-your-trees-today.html' title='Have You Got Your Trees Today?'/><author><name>E.  VERNA  TURNER</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11609609112981763373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XgOmHQexaiU/Tzg-kmAUr-I/AAAAAAAAEUI/EWV4BW0izGE/s220/Snapshot_20120109_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_epWKUcoEvA/Tgi3hOASiiI/AAAAAAAAD5s/uCpl9udZzCM/s72-c/birch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7414779069846424647.post-2772151650477495921</id><published>2011-06-26T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T08:44:59.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>When something funny isn't really funny, there is something wrong with you.</title><content type='html'>You know what I found so interesting these days? If I'm not blogging some people tend to know more about me by being a "pest" somewhere where I want to be anonymous yet these annoying pest followed me wherever I go. I don't know what it is. Are they bugging me for some kind of reason hard to understand. Truth is I cannot understand them or their motive. But somehow trying to be reasonable when the going gets tough. Everyone needs personal space away from buggers but if the buggers followed your every movement what can I do? When they cannot read anything from my blogs they think something strange happened to me. They keep a vigil up there and down here. lol. Yeah it's a jargon kind of message. It's for the animals. Whoever has instinct. Akala mo ikaw lang meron nun huh. Bugs bunny. Bugs funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time that we went grocery shopping and out of the blue we didn't notice of the grocery cart that we took from the cart station. The wheel seemed to be out of balance and the cart moves unevenly on the surface of the ground so every time we pushed the cart it has some kind of funny noisy sound. At our back were two women who happened to know us and yelled, " hey Lorne we'll follow you wherever you go and wherever that noise will lead to." When I looked back at them and see who these women are, it turned out she was my former employer Susan&amp;nbsp; and her sister on the way to the shopping mall. That situation reminds me of the old movie of Tarzan and the nuns that include Diana Ross riding the boat singing, " I will follow you." Okay not found that humorous? Right on! If you don't find it funny there is one reason behind it, you are Caucasian and I am Asian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was one particular blogger who asked simple question such as: Is there really somebody who reads blog on weekends? Missy the answer is yes, you are! Yeah caught you reading my blogs. Thanks anyways. Please do not copy my blogs if you don't have permission from me &amp;gt; (E. Verna) the author &amp;lt; of this blog and other blogs you are reading every day. Naku super taray ko naman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I have a personalized signature here?&lt;br /&gt;AS if this is a letter. 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