<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965</id><updated>2012-01-12T19:44:34.201-08:00</updated><category term='10 day challenge'/><category term='Chinglish'/><category term='OIC'/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='travel'/><category term='home sweet home'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='educational experiences'/><title type='text'>Chopsticks and Chalk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-6220826747390203512</id><published>2012-01-12T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:44:34.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baan Santisuk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGc5hoZP3VI/Tw-XlZN9UDI/AAAAAAAACcA/f5A4NCPTpeQ/s400/DSC_1857.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Komin cheesin' for the camera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSz0VOqXl6k/Tw-fbz4xz3I/AAAAAAAACeY/VIvrJO8ooUM/s1600/DSC_2369.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iSz0VOqXl6k/Tw-fbz4xz3I/AAAAAAAACeY/VIvrJO8ooUM/s400/DSC_2369.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys got toy cars from a lovely family that visited and they LOVED them.&amp;nbsp; Kaleb was taking a break from playing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2lnu6ZHtGA/Tw-YTCFbG7I/AAAAAAAACcI/saaEhWsCOvQ/s1600/DSC_1901.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a2lnu6ZHtGA/Tw-YTCFbG7I/AAAAAAAACcI/saaEhWsCOvQ/s320/DSC_1901.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As the older guys played soccer the younger guys used the goal for a couch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Left to Right:Pauli, Koh Phan, Komin, and Bon) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nSlWNxqfhw/Tw-cZUMowlI/AAAAAAAACdA/B8E3_LVVtYc/s1600/DSC_2113.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5nSlWNxqfhw/Tw-cZUMowlI/AAAAAAAACdA/B8E3_LVVtYc/s400/DSC_2113.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Pauli&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_H9DHlztSAo/Tw-fo30K78I/AAAAAAAACeg/OeDDPl0X58A/s1600/DSC_2375.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_H9DHlztSAo/Tw-fo30K78I/AAAAAAAACeg/OeDDPl0X58A/s400/DSC_2375.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He stole my heart...again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;For our first 9 days of vacation we spent our time at &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/baansantisuk/" target="_blank"&gt;Baan Santisuk&lt;/a&gt;. I know I've said it before a million times, but this place is magical.&amp;nbsp; Scratch that, it's heavenly.&amp;nbsp; It is a piece of heaven on earth.&amp;nbsp; All the children came to Baan Santisuk neglected, abused, unloved, and feeling the brutality of the world. They were welcomed with the loving arms of Mark, Dorien, and the other home-parents.&amp;nbsp; The transformation is incredible.&amp;nbsp; The children are healing and learning to understand the greatness of God's love through the caring acts of the workers there.&amp;nbsp; I love watching the kids interact with one another, they truly are a family.&amp;nbsp; Of course there are the occasional fights and tempers, but that's normal.&amp;nbsp; That's the normal that children are supposed to have.&amp;nbsp; Not the normal they used to have before becoming part of this family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVnOakYjVtk/Tw-d-3kwKzI/AAAAAAAACdo/Wz0d29RrOXo/s400/DSC_2243.JPG" width="400" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb during the outreach for Muslims&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ys6UnsUT5o8/Tw-arYOHCFI/AAAAAAAACcY/0_cPmqJxmKU/s400/DSC_1938.jpg" width="266" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarina has the best facial expressions.&amp;nbsp; I love her look as she was playing with the ice pack.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_YdNOt9XUj8/Tw-ZxrZsKFI/AAAAAAAACcQ/RpIhIeDEvJI/s400/DSC_1928.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pauli and Kaleb helping rake the grass.&amp;nbsp; Everyone worked together and there was NO complaining! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; I was joyful every day I was there.&amp;nbsp; Joyful because I could feel God's love and healing power.&amp;nbsp; Joyful because the look in the kids' eyes when they received a few gifts.&amp;nbsp; Joyful that we have grace in this crazy and sinful world.&amp;nbsp; Joyful to get to know these wonderful people more.&amp;nbsp; Joyful that I got to wake up and serve people that put others first daily.&amp;nbsp; There were so many reasons I could find to be joyful.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad we went back and look forward to the day we can go back again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qvhjWmq9NJY/Tw-bDj9jcDI/AAAAAAAACcg/L4W0NyWKxmE/s400/DSC_1941.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bok Phan wasn't there last year, but she has fit right in and is such a sweetheart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxDFetbHUNs/Tw-ds6MvO8I/AAAAAAAACdg/COf79RieSPw/s1600/DSC_2236.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JxDFetbHUNs/Tw-ds6MvO8I/AAAAAAAACdg/COf79RieSPw/s400/DSC_2236.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pauli looking cool with Jess' sunglasses on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wgksV0unJ7E/Tw-bOnw9xZI/AAAAAAAACco/AQ51Ud5SaSM/s400/DSC_1991.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I sponsor the little boy from this family.&amp;nbsp; His parents, Nu and Nit, are the boys' home parents.&amp;nbsp; Their daughter Paan is a darling.&amp;nbsp; Koh Phan's name means sledge hammer and boy does he fit his name--he isn't afraid of anything!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD-8GmwoMVA/Tw-dgK9rC9I/AAAAAAAACdY/2SgKOj61D6Y/s1600/DSC_2219.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uD-8GmwoMVA/Tw-dgK9rC9I/AAAAAAAACdY/2SgKOj61D6Y/s400/DSC_2219.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joe was pumped about his magic wallet.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VflGMjqp7OU/Tw-efsQ2VHI/AAAAAAAACdw/0BIY44aNdq0/s1600/DSC_2289.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VflGMjqp7OU/Tw-efsQ2VHI/AAAAAAAACdw/0BIY44aNdq0/s400/DSC_2289.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the 2nd night of presents Um waited patiently for her turn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Some of my favorite moments of the week were:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Working with Komin each morning, it was so special to get to know him and his silly ways...also I loved watching him work with my iPad&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-the hugs and love daily from Hannah, Sarina, Paan, and Ruth&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Watching nightly soccer matches--Ruth was fearless playing the Joe and the older guys&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Hanging out with Mark and Dorien at night--Mark's popcorn is too die for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-The kids' faces when they opened Christmas presents&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-The outreach program for the Muslim neighbors&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Dorien, Komin, and my walk on the beach--Dorien and I had a great talk, she has a true heart for the Lord&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-The food!&amp;nbsp; It was so delicious-Jess even learned a recipe and bbqed a fish while we were there&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Jess got baptized on Christmas morning at the beach (thankfully I didn't oversleep) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-Pushing Sarina, Bon, and Koh Phan on the swings&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;-"No play! No play!" -the kids would say this as Jess or I was about to tag them in a game&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Of course there are many more memories, but I had to narrow it down.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiDxTSTgh5E/Tw-bmxEUypI/AAAAAAAACcw/Gvn2bJvUGJY/s1600/DSC_2100.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hiDxTSTgh5E/Tw-bmxEUypI/AAAAAAAACcw/Gvn2bJvUGJY/s400/DSC_2100.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dorien and Komin enjoying God's beautiful creation&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiXYvoaZSQ4/Tw-cLSKR-AI/AAAAAAAACc4/l1zc9UjkOII/s1600/DSC_2101.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aiXYvoaZSQ4/Tw-cLSKR-AI/AAAAAAAACc4/l1zc9UjkOII/s400/DSC_2101.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Komin and me after our walk on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trBrqNXjHwE/Tw-esu7wI2I/AAAAAAAACd4/LAmG78XHsp0/s1600/DSC_2307.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-trBrqNXjHwE/Tw-esu7wI2I/AAAAAAAACd4/LAmG78XHsp0/s400/DSC_2307.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah and Sarina got pretty new dresses for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so thankful for this opportunity that we had to bless them.&amp;nbsp; God has really laid it on my heart to stay connected and build stronger relationships with them.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to just be a sponsor, I want to be to be part of their lives.&amp;nbsp; I try to pray for each child daily and the workers.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZEUGVhnFJc/Tw-fvMlZDWI/AAAAAAAACeo/f5MkueZ3_SU/s400/DSC_2379.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pauli and Bon (the other child Jess and I sponsor) showing off their tattoos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ37M3I2r4E/Tw-cvHRtzUI/AAAAAAAACdQ/-3Yw6q1A5SE/s1600/DSC_2214.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HQ37M3I2r4E/Tw-cvHRtzUI/AAAAAAAACdQ/-3Yw6q1A5SE/s400/DSC_2214.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah was in her element-princess diva&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyCcZ5RT_lA/Tw-cnC1wA8I/AAAAAAAACdI/jJOTXI2yQUA/s1600/DSC_2152.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kyCcZ5RT_lA/Tw-cnC1wA8I/AAAAAAAACdI/jJOTXI2yQUA/s400/DSC_2152.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The older girls--Ruth, Bok Phan, and Paan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If you are interested in sponsoring a child or other ways you can help this great place check out the &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/baansantisuk/" target="_blank"&gt;Baan Santisuk&lt;/a&gt; website.&amp;nbsp; It's really easy and your money will be helping one of the sweet faces you see here grow into the man/woman God planned for them to be.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olVx5MoQEts/Tw-fB-3c8xI/AAAAAAAACeQ/CdXc3Op3E6Y/s1600/DSC_2355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-olVx5MoQEts/Tw-fB-3c8xI/AAAAAAAACeQ/CdXc3Op3E6Y/s400/DSC_2355.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bon enjoying the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8ttSNHifvw/Tw-e6DKPLkI/AAAAAAAACeI/Pn240XLlMjY/s1600/DSC_2350.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p8ttSNHifvw/Tw-e6DKPLkI/AAAAAAAACeI/Pn240XLlMjY/s400/DSC_2350.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I die. Look at for his cheeks!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmN5-H5hAEs/Tw-ex1loGwI/AAAAAAAACeA/5CQPT4F8rUE/s1600/DSC_2331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EmN5-H5hAEs/Tw-ex1loGwI/AAAAAAAACeA/5CQPT4F8rUE/s400/DSC_2331.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On Christmas morning Jess got baptized.&amp;nbsp; It was such a special day and I'm so blessed to call him my husband-to-be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VflGMjqp7OU/Tw-efsQ2VHI/AAAAAAAACdw/0BIY44aNdq0/s1600/DSC_2289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-trBrqNXjHwE/Tw-esu7wI2I/AAAAAAAACd4/LAmG78XHsp0/s1600/DSC_2307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-_H9DHlztSAo/Tw-fo30K78I/AAAAAAAACeg/OeDDPl0X58A/s1600/DSC_2375.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/-oZEUGVhnFJc/Tw-fvMlZDWI/AAAAAAAACeo/f5MkueZ3_SU/s1600/DSC_2379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4561606035486044965-6220826747390203512?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/6220826747390203512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=6220826747390203512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/6220826747390203512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/6220826747390203512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2012/01/baan-santisuk.html' title='Baan Santisuk'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KGc5hoZP3VI/Tw-XlZN9UDI/AAAAAAAACcA/f5A4NCPTpeQ/s72-c/DSC_1857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4536802004531648037</id><published>2012-01-11T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T21:12:25.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Holiday in Thailand Part 1--Still Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Is it me or is returning from a holiday away so hard to come back from?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;We just spent the most amazing three weeks in Thailand.&amp;nbsp; It was divided into about three different trips.&amp;nbsp; First Jess and I went and spent time at&lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/baansantisuk/"&gt; Baan Santisuk &lt;/a&gt;with our friends we met last year.&amp;nbsp; (I will do a whole post on the orphanage).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;After the orphanage we headed over to Krabi to a local beach Ao Nang.&amp;nbsp; My sister, Katie, flew out to spend the time with us.&amp;nbsp; We had a blast.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed the sun, rode elephants, ate, went snorkeling, kayaked, ate, laughed, got massages, ate, and more.&amp;nbsp; Here are a couple of the pics...I still need to get some from Katie.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&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/-uCZ73OV7eJY/Tw5i__zId5I/AAAAAAAACbA/wZAU5JAt4QE/s1600/DSC_2448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCZ73OV7eJY/Tw5i__zId5I/AAAAAAAACbA/wZAU5JAt4QE/s400/DSC_2448.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You sneaky elephant...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWLC4Be28UA/Tw5jLL01WNI/AAAAAAAACbI/_ZsCLexgxY4/s1600/DSC_2465.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="352" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EWLC4Be28UA/Tw5jLL01WNI/AAAAAAAACbI/_ZsCLexgxY4/s400/DSC_2465.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was so thoughtful and stubborn going the way she wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rHDl9PKpIs/Tw5jQb5E0sI/AAAAAAAACbQ/Vkf235W-O0o/s1600/DSC_2494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rHDl9PKpIs/Tw5jQb5E0sI/AAAAAAAACbQ/Vkf235W-O0o/s400/DSC_2494.JPG" width="373" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After riding elephants we hiked to a waterfall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qp1_-0yxxTc/Tw5jsLF1YsI/AAAAAAAACbY/dGyTm3ryiVU/s1600/DSC_2514.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qp1_-0yxxTc/Tw5jsLF1YsI/AAAAAAAACbY/dGyTm3ryiVU/s400/DSC_2514.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The obligatory sunset picture...love her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZDanj45uc4/Tw5jyPefhgI/AAAAAAAACbg/tR3Lc4qKsok/s1600/DSC_2559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZDanj45uc4/Tw5jyPefhgI/AAAAAAAACbg/tR3Lc4qKsok/s400/DSC_2559.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My soul-mate and me just hanging out at sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8yDPCu9E9A/Tw5j1iE97aI/AAAAAAAACbo/84XhVK2ldw0/s1600/DSC_2607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e8yDPCu9E9A/Tw5j1iE97aI/AAAAAAAACbo/84XhVK2ldw0/s400/DSC_2607.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;God's beautiful creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wg3VypsEtvE/Tw5j5DsompI/AAAAAAAACbw/ZmwLFcutkWo/s1600/DSC_2631.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wg3VypsEtvE/Tw5j5DsompI/AAAAAAAACbw/ZmwLFcutkWo/s400/DSC_2631.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Starfish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdeQWQvMpag/Tw5j7BoRUoI/AAAAAAAACb4/RPkVOCx-YOs/s1600/DSC_2640.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EdeQWQvMpag/Tw5j7BoRUoI/AAAAAAAACb4/RPkVOCx-YOs/s400/DSC_2640.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Being silly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;After the beach for nine days we went to Bangkok.&amp;nbsp; Jess and I had originally planned to go to the job fair there.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully we got jobs in BRAZIL before the fair so we had time to hang out and see Bangkok with Katie. (I'll do another post of Bangkok and on our jobs! ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sorry this was so random, but I wanted people to know I was still alive.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's a theme of my blog...yes, I'm still alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4536802004531648037?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4536802004531648037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4536802004531648037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4536802004531648037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4536802004531648037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2012/01/holiday-in-thailand-part-1-still-alive.html' title='Holiday in Thailand Part 1--Still Alive'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCZ73OV7eJY/Tw5i__zId5I/AAAAAAAACbA/wZAU5JAt4QE/s72-c/DSC_2448.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5592645916156264282</id><published>2011-12-14T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T22:57:23.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Jiaozi</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm still alive.&amp;nbsp; Things have been so busy here.&amp;nbsp; We go to winter break in two days.&amp;nbsp; I'm so excited to go back to Baan Santisuk and see my sister in Krabi, Thailand.&amp;nbsp; I'm also so calm going into the job fair.&amp;nbsp; I know God will open doors and place us where He wants us next year.&amp;nbsp; It's such an exciting time in our lives, so much change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left for China my mom wanted me to learn how to make Chinese food.&amp;nbsp; I'm afraid I have left her disappointed, but it is not for lack of trying.&amp;nbsp; The other weekend one of my students had me over to her house to teach me how to make jiaozi (dumplings).&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun. She is darling and her mom and grandma are precious.&amp;nbsp; They had a whole spread for me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJJ1ZQWOo7I/TumSt_TgxXI/AAAAAAAACao/vemYphH3AYs/s1600/IMG_0455.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJJ1ZQWOo7I/TumSt_TgxXI/AAAAAAAACao/vemYphH3AYs/s320/IMG_0455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whole process is actually very time consuming.&amp;nbsp; It isn't hard, but folding each jiaozi is a feat in itself. I was told I did very well.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure if they were just being nice or what, but I was very proud of mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MFtZvIdqUpU/TumSTGq2_PI/AAAAAAAACag/gxstBYiXIiw/s320/IMG_0454.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJJ1ZQWOo7I/TumSt_TgxXI/AAAAAAAACao/vemYphH3AYs/s1600/IMG_0455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I thought all we were having was jiaozi, which was perfectly fine because I could eat about 20 of them.&amp;nbsp; I was shocked to see all this food being put on the table.&amp;nbsp; There were some interesting options, but I sucked it up and ate it because I didn't want to be rude.&amp;nbsp; Let's just say I'll stick with jiaozi. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEX471XHFFk/TumS75f0YZI/AAAAAAAACaw/i8c__taNT4k/s1600/IMG_0459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IEX471XHFFk/TumS75f0YZI/AAAAAAAACaw/i8c__taNT4k/s320/IMG_0459.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/4561606035486044965-5592645916156264282?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5592645916156264282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5592645916156264282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5592645916156264282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5592645916156264282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/12/making-jiaozi.html' title='Making Jiaozi'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FJJ1ZQWOo7I/TumSt_TgxXI/AAAAAAAACao/vemYphH3AYs/s72-c/IMG_0455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-196910679258372413</id><published>2011-11-07T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T04:54:33.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Non-Mom Bloggers....Can I Get a ?</title><content type='html'>I'm linking up with &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt; with other non-mom bloggers.&amp;nbsp; I started my blog when I decided I was going to teach internationally in China.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to keep my friends and family updated and use it to record all the places I went and experiences I had.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the first to admit I'm not the most loyal blogger, but I try.&amp;nbsp; So here are 10 things about me if you're stopping by:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I teach 5th grade at Dalian American International School in Northeast China.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I came here to get away from guys and find myself...God has a funny sense of humor because it was here in China I met the love of my life, Jess.&amp;nbsp; We are engaged and are getting married next summer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3OCMrw87-4/TrfUTx9VPNI/AAAAAAAACaI/7yIT3gkZK4A/s1600/jessme.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="385" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3OCMrw87-4/TrfUTx9VPNI/AAAAAAAACaI/7yIT3gkZK4A/s400/jessme.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a hard time not laughing when people fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a Christian, I try to live everyday sharing Christ's love and grace.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I played basketball at Furman University in Greenville, SC.&amp;nbsp; I love basketball and miss it so much.&amp;nbsp; One of the top things I miss from living abroad is the lack of sports I get to watch/go to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I 'm the youngest of 5 children and have the most amazing family ever.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRJ_Npcl74I/TrfUVXPGZwI/AAAAAAAACaY/nrq4HTeUWic/s1600/amy+wedding.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iRJ_Npcl74I/TrfUVXPGZwI/AAAAAAAACaY/nrq4HTeUWic/s400/amy+wedding.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I hate tomatoes...but love ketchup.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I love traveling, but flying isn't my favorite.&amp;nbsp; I refuse to let the fear of crashing and burning take over keep me from doing things I want. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMEd6wVbOBI/TrfUUulh5KI/AAAAAAAACaQ/2SMtGj8JoWY/s1600/malaysiasunset.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JMEd6wVbOBI/TrfUUulh5KI/AAAAAAAACaQ/2SMtGj8JoWY/s400/malaysiasunset.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I love all things chocolate (except a chocolate tomato if they exist...yuck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm an avid reader...right now I'm reading &lt;u&gt;The Book Thief&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;Same Kind of Different as Me&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&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/-o3OCMrw87-4/TrfUTx9VPNI/AAAAAAAACaI/7yIT3gkZK4A/s1600/jessme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's all I got folks...random?&amp;nbsp; Yes, but all true I promise :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-196910679258372413?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/196910679258372413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=196910679258372413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/196910679258372413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/196910679258372413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/11/non-mom-bloggerscan-i-get.html' title='Non-Mom Bloggers....Can I Get a ?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o3OCMrw87-4/TrfUTx9VPNI/AAAAAAAACaI/7yIT3gkZK4A/s72-c/jessme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2598541958768354166</id><published>2011-10-31T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T06:31:10.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>I Couldn't Decide...Why Not Wear Them All?</title><content type='html'>Halloween in China is like nowhere else...okay maybe some other places, but none that I have experienced.&amp;nbsp; Growing up as a kid I liked Halloween, I mean what kid wouldn't.&amp;nbsp; You get to dress up and get a load of candy. In China I LOVE Halloween. I love seeing people go all out and how creative people are.&amp;nbsp; My favorites this year were Snap, Crackle, and Pop and a Chinese middle school girl (worn by a grown man of course).&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family wasn't huge on Halloween, but what I did love is we always created our own costumes.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember ever buying a mask or anything.&amp;nbsp; Well here it is a little harder to make things (ie finding things and the stores that house them), but you can always have someone make them for you. So my friends...I had three costumes made this year.&amp;nbsp; I had so many I didn't even wear one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costume # 1 for school = Lucy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGsXzdnh8S4/Tq6ZyVNpJpI/AAAAAAAACZk/wqSvnpjfGPM/s1600/charlielucy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGsXzdnh8S4/Tq6ZyVNpJpI/AAAAAAAACZk/wqSvnpjfGPM/s400/charlielucy.jpg" width="381" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costume # 2 for party = Jasmine (with my handsome Aladdin)&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/-FQQDJMQ5378/Tq6gMMeBGWI/AAAAAAAACZs/DP_facb5Zc0/s1600/jasminealaddin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FQQDJMQ5378/Tq6gMMeBGWI/AAAAAAAACZs/DP_facb5Zc0/s320/jasminealaddin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Costume #3 for party #2 = Jem (minus the Hollograms) &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/-k0DVFD3Ew9s/Tq6gUt68LZI/AAAAAAAACZ0/A3-YkK3WdyQ/s1600/Jem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k0DVFD3Ew9s/Tq6gUt68LZI/AAAAAAAACZ0/A3-YkK3WdyQ/s320/Jem.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess I'm going to have to get some more made before I leave.&amp;nbsp; I already know what Jess and I are going to be next year...muhahaha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my wedding dress has arrived.&amp;nbsp; It is a beaut, but will need lots of altering.&amp;nbsp; I would be lying if I said I loved it right when I tried it on...I'm not the visionary Stephanie is.&amp;nbsp; Once she came over and pulled some fabric here and there it was a different dress, the one I ordered!&amp;nbsp; It also didn't help that I was alone trying it on.&amp;nbsp; What girl fantasizes about going dress shopping alone?&amp;nbsp; This is one of the times I wish I was closer to my family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lovely ladies at my school are throwing us an engagement party later on in the month.&amp;nbsp; November is shaping up to be busy.&amp;nbsp; My birthday, Jess and I are going to Beijing the following weekend, an engagement party, and Turkey day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to get better at blogging for all my 3 followers out there.&amp;nbsp; This week I want to record and post my testimony.&amp;nbsp; We listened to a great sermon yesterday that totally challenged me to how others see me and if I am bursting with the Holy Spirit.&amp;nbsp; Until then...be blessed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Meggo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2598541958768354166?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2598541958768354166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2598541958768354166&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2598541958768354166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2598541958768354166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-couldnt-decidewhy-not-wear-them-all.html' title='I Couldn&apos;t Decide...Why Not Wear Them All?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGsXzdnh8S4/Tq6ZyVNpJpI/AAAAAAAACZk/wqSvnpjfGPM/s72-c/charlielucy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-742464011014960700</id><published>2011-10-11T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T00:40:02.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Running Amok in Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: left;"&gt;The first weekend in August I met up with my lovely cousin, Beth.&amp;nbsp; She's been living in Japan for two years and was on her way back to the States. It  was so fun to see her and catch up.&amp;nbsp; We spent hours laughing and  comparing stories of living overseas.&amp;nbsp; It was such a treat to have someone I love so much visit.&amp;nbsp; Here are some  pictures from our fabulous weekend:&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/-QXvkqM_NBv8/TpPcneltMTI/AAAAAAAACTY/lzbopJLKfvw/s1600/DSC_0816.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXvkqM_NBv8/TpPcneltMTI/AAAAAAAACTY/lzbopJLKfvw/s640/DSC_0816.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Playing around at the Temple of Heaven &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joUsSnXtvRI/TpPc03b0cNI/AAAAAAAACTg/AmFcF4h1ouM/s1600/DSC_0828.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-joUsSnXtvRI/TpPc03b0cNI/AAAAAAAACTg/AmFcF4h1ouM/s640/DSC_0828.JPG" width="640" /&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/-YeFXWk7N9qg/TpPc_g-dPNI/AAAAAAAACTo/2tJmIcTTCU4/s1600/DSC_0850.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YeFXWk7N9qg/TpPc_g-dPNI/AAAAAAAACTo/2tJmIcTTCU4/s640/DSC_0850.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Temple of Heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UDL7SM4_kX8/TpPdOC-2JII/AAAAAAAACTw/W1vprjvUwgo/s1600/DSC_0857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UDL7SM4_kX8/TpPdOC-2JII/AAAAAAAACTw/W1vprjvUwgo/s640/DSC_0857.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Chinese believe this tree radiates good energy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJMkxUtILl8/TpPdZYeNaKI/AAAAAAAACT4/sSTsZm1dke0/s1600/DSC_0864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJMkxUtILl8/TpPdZYeNaKI/AAAAAAAACT4/sSTsZm1dke0/s640/DSC_0864.JPG" width="630" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My favorite thing to do is people watch at the Temple of Heaven early in the morning.&amp;nbsp; This man was getting his groove on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWXnJl4q3Is/TpPdh5uRTkI/AAAAAAAACUA/V9151CLTkhg/s1600/DSC_0875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWXnJl4q3Is/TpPdh5uRTkI/AAAAAAAACUA/V9151CLTkhg/s640/DSC_0875.JPG" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Writing poems on the walkways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiwheORGG-k/TpPd40CzlcI/AAAAAAAACUI/SlPINBcigcE/s1600/DSC_0878.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XiwheORGG-k/TpPd40CzlcI/AAAAAAAACUI/SlPINBcigcE/s640/DSC_0878.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Wish I could read it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXLDxc6Mjv0/TpPd5w0ke_I/AAAAAAAACUQ/P62EAx0hRSs/s1600/IMG_0295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXLDxc6Mjv0/TpPd5w0ke_I/AAAAAAAACUQ/P62EAx0hRSs/s400/IMG_0295.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tuk-tuk ride to the hutong hostel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2f1L9xoSxY/TpPeAuagIkI/AAAAAAAACUY/VRC6utOWNB4/s1600/IMG_2354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z2f1L9xoSxY/TpPeAuagIkI/AAAAAAAACUY/VRC6utOWNB4/s400/IMG_2354.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Beth was so excited for some Grandma's Kitchen (Western food!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgw303qhy0I/TpPeMURhEGI/AAAAAAAACUg/azHduy-qiAY/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgw303qhy0I/TpPeMURhEGI/AAAAAAAACUg/azHduy-qiAY/s640/IMG_0683.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Some men playing mah-jong at a local park we passed by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXqCoOEvs_o/TpPea_51qvI/AAAAAAAACUo/hUkqAUASlmY/s1600/IMG_0774.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dXqCoOEvs_o/TpPea_51qvI/AAAAAAAACUo/hUkqAUASlmY/s640/IMG_0774.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This man was adorable...he did this all through the Olympics and he asked people to mail him the pictures they took. He had a whole book of all the people he met.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5L-KxLIq1M/TpPeh4gmoqI/AAAAAAAACUw/MFZ4hIURUkw/s1600/IMG_0854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r5L-KxLIq1M/TpPeh4gmoqI/AAAAAAAACUw/MFZ4hIURUkw/s640/IMG_0854.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Whamo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUwp2gdwtfQ/TpPccP_4biI/AAAAAAAACTQ/rrPTNUD6tPY/s1600/DSC_0799.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xUwp2gdwtfQ/TpPccP_4biI/AAAAAAAACTQ/rrPTNUD6tPY/s640/DSC_0799.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I leave you with Chinese air conditioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_534193257"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_534193258"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1819125153295955835?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1819125153295955835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1819125153295955835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1819125153295955835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1819125153295955835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/10/beijing-with-beth.html' title='Beijing with Beth'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QXvkqM_NBv8/TpPcneltMTI/AAAAAAAACTY/lzbopJLKfvw/s72-c/DSC_0816.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-1453220803060530804</id><published>2011-09-29T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T00:20:24.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Engaged!</title><content type='html'>So I guess I am a little behind on this lil old bloggy.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure everyone who reads this already knows, but Jess and I are engaged.&amp;nbsp; I am so happy and excited to be spend the rest of my life with him.&amp;nbsp; He's a pretty good catch if I do say so myself.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened August 9th...man am I a terrible blogger.&amp;nbsp; So I owe y'all a story and also an update on my amazing summer.&amp;nbsp; I'll get back to you on those...don't hold your breath. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1453220803060530804?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1453220803060530804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1453220803060530804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1453220803060530804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1453220803060530804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/09/were-engaged.html' title='We&apos;re Engaged!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-39537924692574888</id><published>2011-06-06T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:23:20.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Going On?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been a terrible blogger this past month.&amp;nbsp; Thing have been busy, but that's no excuse.&amp;nbsp; I could blame it on China's internet or lack thereof, but we will just go with me being too lazy to post.&amp;nbsp; Here are just a few of the things I have been doing since last time I posted...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qE4qZEfVR2c/Te2CnpDM7jI/AAAAAAAACRI/PFX5dq-B7gA/s1600/DSC_0176.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qE4qZEfVR2c/Te2CnpDM7jI/AAAAAAAACRI/PFX5dq-B7gA/s400/DSC_0176.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Celebrated accreditation being O.V.E.R.&amp;nbsp; Can I get an amen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt7u5wVmYaA/Te2C1M8cJiI/AAAAAAAACRM/70g62gw2kC8/s1600/DSC_0178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt7u5wVmYaA/Te2C1M8cJiI/AAAAAAAACRM/70g62gw2kC8/s400/DSC_0178.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Megonika &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vH31tJgbD5s/Te2DEGN5NLI/AAAAAAAACRQ/wgVwV0sSZww/s1600/IMG_1921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vH31tJgbD5s/Te2DEGN5NLI/AAAAAAAACRQ/wgVwV0sSZww/s400/IMG_1921.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Look what I found walking in Kai Fi Qu... Coooookie Crisps. Oh the randomness of China.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibB6WNwR3Y0/Te2DNVqzSsI/AAAAAAAACRU/c32tXxCmP2g/s1600/IMG_1926.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ibB6WNwR3Y0/Te2DNVqzSsI/AAAAAAAACRU/c32tXxCmP2g/s400/IMG_1926.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Celebrated Kara's birthday with some Japanese Teppanyaki. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPMg1wSP9E8/Te2DV7bdKDI/AAAAAAAACRY/8D_pZ1KAW2A/s1600/IMG_1949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="395" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPMg1wSP9E8/Te2DV7bdKDI/AAAAAAAACRY/8D_pZ1KAW2A/s400/IMG_1949.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A trip to Hong Kong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSBkuNgwbE4/Te2DeNCjW9I/AAAAAAAACRc/X8yp5espw5g/s1600/IMG_1961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xSBkuNgwbE4/Te2DeNCjW9I/AAAAAAAACRc/X8yp5espw5g/s400/IMG_1961.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A climb up the Peak in HK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woN9nvN01mo/Te2DnV3u53I/AAAAAAAACRg/StY4rlOHrow/s1600/IMG_1982.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woN9nvN01mo/Te2DnV3u53I/AAAAAAAACRg/StY4rlOHrow/s400/IMG_1982.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Walked the streets of Hong Kong and found this lovely dragon. &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; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4_54ewTJrQ/Te2DuhdndoI/AAAAAAAACRk/RfsrHVs6Dmc/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4_54ewTJrQ/Te2DuhdndoI/AAAAAAAACRk/RfsrHVs6Dmc/s400/IMG_0017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crazy Hair Day at school...we love the wigs.&amp;nbsp; (Me and Trina, our librarian)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-39537924692574888?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/39537924692574888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=39537924692574888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/39537924692574888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/39537924692574888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/06/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s Going On?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qE4qZEfVR2c/Te2CnpDM7jI/AAAAAAAACRI/PFX5dq-B7gA/s72-c/DSC_0176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2948291929901312005</id><published>2011-05-15T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:44:33.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It is a gorgeous Monday here.&amp;nbsp; Like want to take my computer and go work outside gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; Or take the long way walking to lunch gorgeous.&amp;nbsp; I'm going to take advantage of the wonderful weather and go for a long run outside after school.&amp;nbsp; Happy Monday everyone!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRxW8xUskPY/TdCcXKMYuhI/AAAAAAAACRA/G-CyNOb6UQc/s1600/confucius.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="323" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRxW8xUskPY/TdCcXKMYuhI/AAAAAAAACRA/G-CyNOb6UQc/s400/confucius.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-QY2dnEb-noo/TdCcYYDst0I/AAAAAAAACRE/SohMrqZEu_k/s1600/paths.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4561606035486044965-2948291929901312005?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2948291929901312005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2948291929901312005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2948291929901312005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2948291929901312005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cRxW8xUskPY/TdCcXKMYuhI/AAAAAAAACRA/G-CyNOb6UQc/s72-c/confucius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4085308609894069064</id><published>2011-05-09T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T22:14:44.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naps, Fish, Plastic, and Sticks</title><content type='html'>I have to remind myself some things I see here in China aren't normal. &amp;nbsp;I've been here almost two years and the things I used to be freaked out by I now pass by without noticing. I decided to document a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit One:&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Who wouldn't take a nap next to some dead carcass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQeg4_truuU/TcjIcYxT5FI/AAAAAAAACQk/pYrC8XkOiS4/s1600/napandmeat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQeg4_truuU/TcjIcYxT5FI/AAAAAAAACQk/pYrC8XkOiS4/s400/napandmeat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit Two: &lt;/b&gt;A woman chowing down on dried fish, like ripping it with her teeth, at our airplane's gate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5GzSrikELo/TcjIaJoO4vI/AAAAAAAACQg/xLjciLDJbzU/s1600/driedfish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z5GzSrikELo/TcjIaJoO4vI/AAAAAAAACQg/xLjciLDJbzU/s400/driedfish.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit Three:&lt;/b&gt; Plastic wrapped table settings at restaurants.&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/-0fqjaQ6MwmE/TcjId-ZSdWI/AAAAAAAACQo/LP2d0iZ26Q8/s1600/plasticdinner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0fqjaQ6MwmE/TcjId-ZSdWI/AAAAAAAACQo/LP2d0iZ26Q8/s400/plasticdinner.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Exhibit Four:&lt;/b&gt; Any type of meat on a stick. &amp;nbsp;Seriously...anything you can think of. &amp;nbsp;This one is particularly funny because I used to gag and now I may or may not eat this after a night out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yg1zbv9F2k/TcjIfqR25GI/AAAAAAAACQs/Fs2qU-fLq6g/s1600/twar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Yg1zbv9F2k/TcjIfqR25GI/AAAAAAAACQs/Fs2qU-fLq6g/s400/twar.jpg" width="301" /&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;I love getting to experience life in another country. &amp;nbsp;Thank you Lord for the experiences!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4085308609894069064?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4085308609894069064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4085308609894069064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4085308609894069064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4085308609894069064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/05/naps-fish-plastic-and-sticks.html' title='Naps, Fish, Plastic, and Sticks'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LQeg4_truuU/TcjIcYxT5FI/AAAAAAAACQk/pYrC8XkOiS4/s72-c/napandmeat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-8008130675172569626</id><published>2011-05-08T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T20:31:52.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mom,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching me responsibility, even if it meant I would get in trouble because you didn't bring me my homework at school. &amp;nbsp;It was worth missing recess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being creative and always doing fun crafts with me when I was little. &amp;nbsp;Sorry for the messes I made and drawing on the walls of the stairwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to me when I was upset over sports, friends, school, or anything else that mattered to me. &amp;nbsp;Because it mattered to me you made it important to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFvMiB-K2Js/TcdeP1NvXsI/AAAAAAAACP4/ZW58_y01xHs/s1600/mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFvMiB-K2Js/TcdeP1NvXsI/AAAAAAAACP4/ZW58_y01xHs/s400/mom.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for being a godly example to me from the time I was little until now. &amp;nbsp;I took your example for granted and at times did understand why you weren't like other moms. &amp;nbsp;Now I know...your life is much bigger than caring what others think. &amp;nbsp;You live for pleasing God and I'm proud that you are my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for always opening our home to my friends. &amp;nbsp;They always loved your baking, cooking, and thoughtful signs. &amp;nbsp;Some of my best memories were at 3304 Bywater Court because you took the time to be the best hostess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for supporting me in my dreams of seeing the world, though it hurts you that I am not close. &amp;nbsp;Your ability to be happy for me even though I know you want me in the States is amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4NEdv-PcM4/TcdeShjRzBI/AAAAAAAACQE/yDTyd5ppBsU/s1600/sisters+and+mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W4NEdv-PcM4/TcdeShjRzBI/AAAAAAAACQE/yDTyd5ppBsU/s400/sisters+and+mom.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for disciplining me and being stricter than my friends' parents when I was younger. &amp;nbsp;At the time I didn't appreciate it but I do now more than ever. &amp;nbsp;I'm sorry for ever doubting you and dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for instilling confidence in me. &amp;nbsp;I never have to wonder if you love me and believe in me. &amp;nbsp;You tell me all the time how proud you are of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for showing me loyalty. &amp;nbsp;You and dad showed me that it is friends and your witness to them that matter in life, not money, things, or anything else trivial. &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/-I70FmCb7N34/TcdeQ2XtjcI/AAAAAAAACQA/eTrX2P5gFrM/s1600/mom+and+the+girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-I70FmCb7N34/TcdeQ2XtjcI/AAAAAAAACQA/eTrX2P5gFrM/s400/mom+and+the+girls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for teaching me how to compete. &amp;nbsp;Whether it was the Froggers Family Competition, boardgames, diboo-daboo, cooking, or whatever you always have a will to win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for faithfully praying for me. &amp;nbsp;You continually shower me with prayers and I am so thankful for that. &amp;nbsp;I am convinced your prayers have saved me from some bad situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I could go on and on, but mostly thank you for being you. &amp;nbsp;You are the most amazing woman I know. &amp;nbsp;Your love for your family goes on forever. &amp;nbsp;You have blessed us more than I can put into words. &amp;nbsp;I love you and thank God for giving me such a smart, loving, patient, fun, creative, faithful, and thoughtful mother and friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r43n_WzC9Zg/TcdeQoAkUZI/AAAAAAAACP8/0a94Yj1SOOU/s1600/mom+and+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r43n_WzC9Zg/TcdeQoAkUZI/AAAAAAAACP8/0a94Yj1SOOU/s400/mom+and+me.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;Meggo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8008130675172569626?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8008130675172569626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8008130675172569626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8008130675172569626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8008130675172569626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFvMiB-K2Js/TcdeP1NvXsI/AAAAAAAACP4/ZW58_y01xHs/s72-c/mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5846126796047714289</id><published>2011-05-03T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:44:57.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp_IX-uukys/TcDoQEyCN9I/AAAAAAAACPQ/1AP0ONozn3U/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp_IX-uukys/TcDoQEyCN9I/AAAAAAAACPQ/1AP0ONozn3U/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Spring Break was amazing. &amp;nbsp;I'm so thankful to have a job that allows me to have breaks and access to paradise. &amp;nbsp;Jess, Brandon, Stephanie, Michelle, Veronica, Jennelle, and me all headed to&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boracay"&gt;Boracay, Philippines&lt;/a&gt;. It was beautiful, relaxing, indulgent, and amazing. &amp;nbsp;We couldn't have asked for better weather. We had sunshine every day we were there and the sunsets were incredible. I was in awe at God's beauty throughout the whole trip. &amp;nbsp;I kept thinking how blessed I am to get to experience such a breathtaking place. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sz3SSX5y05M/TcDduImW7eI/AAAAAAAACN0/7mAZgXAid0M/s1600/IMG_1825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sz3SSX5y05M/TcDduImW7eI/AAAAAAAACN0/7mAZgXAid0M/s640/IMG_1825.jpg" width="448" /&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/-NOYvay1_qAk/TcDd3dz30AI/AAAAAAAACN4/YOjuUaMusEU/s1600/DSC_0076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NOYvay1_qAk/TcDd3dz30AI/AAAAAAAACN4/YOjuUaMusEU/s640/DSC_0076.JPG" width="640" /&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/-WeObgxegwYE/TcDeEL9_u0I/AAAAAAAACN8/vHJYnkCJ1YY/s1600/DSC_0083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WeObgxegwYE/TcDeEL9_u0I/AAAAAAAACN8/vHJYnkCJ1YY/s640/DSC_0083.JPG" width="640" /&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/-exVLjRhT9nY/TcDePjIf0OI/AAAAAAAACOA/LOoIxI1Z6PM/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-exVLjRhT9nY/TcDePjIf0OI/AAAAAAAACOA/LOoIxI1Z6PM/s640/DSC_0088.JPG" width="640" /&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/-Bh-r9f9rooI/TcDeZHwVZqI/AAAAAAAACOE/8p28nVQ6UZw/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bh-r9f9rooI/TcDeZHwVZqI/AAAAAAAACOE/8p28nVQ6UZw/s640/DSC_0126.JPG" width="640" /&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/-WSkUm2K1vkU/TcDeiDz17KI/AAAAAAAACOI/JjuIuM5RN-k/s1600/DSC_0148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WSkUm2K1vkU/TcDeiDz17KI/AAAAAAAACOI/JjuIuM5RN-k/s640/DSC_0148.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span id="goog_1861800348"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1861800349"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than watching sunsets we basically relaxed. &amp;nbsp;I read two books,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Oracle-Bones-Journey-Through-China/dp/0060826592/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1304485973&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Oracle Bones&lt;/a&gt; by Peter Hessler and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fast-Food-Nation-Dark-All-American/dp/tags-on-product/0060838582"&gt;Fast Food Nation&lt;/a&gt; by Eric Schlosser. &amp;nbsp;Both books were very interesting and made me reflect about a lot of things. &amp;nbsp;We also ate tons of yummy food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights of the trip: &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/-xicYWsi5EvI/TcDnPEmn44I/AAAAAAAACO8/FKMxETjVXg4/s1600/IMG_1808.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xicYWsi5EvI/TcDnPEmn44I/AAAAAAAACO8/FKMxETjVXg4/s640/IMG_1808.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The beautiful view from our hotel. &amp;nbsp;&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/-oWvjidcYxpE/TcDnUMuC1NI/AAAAAAAACPA/fFm0bxq95C4/s1600/IMG_1811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oWvjidcYxpE/TcDnUMuC1NI/AAAAAAAACPA/fFm0bxq95C4/s640/IMG_1811.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;All the filipinos were making these sand balls...I wanted to make one the whole time. Also, how cute is this little guy? &amp;nbsp;&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/-_GVupxZ0naQ/TcDn6bY-XFI/AAAAAAAACPM/OzP5Xdn5Nx0/s1600/DSC_0116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_GVupxZ0naQ/TcDn6bY-XFI/AAAAAAAACPM/OzP5Xdn5Nx0/s640/DSC_0116.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tons of beautiful flowers...&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/-JU4bqzSu4Q8/TcDoanJnXuI/AAAAAAAACPU/BZyqePDkWBo/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JU4bqzSu4Q8/TcDoanJnXuI/AAAAAAAACPU/BZyqePDkWBo/s400/DSC_0128.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chilling out beachside with friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPn325DeRjI/TcDoogV63UI/AAAAAAAACPY/KKdK_NDodIg/s1600/IMG_1856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RPn325DeRjI/TcDoogV63UI/AAAAAAAACPY/KKdK_NDodIg/s400/IMG_1856.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fruity Drinks&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmQqL-ayYKs/TcDou9OOdyI/AAAAAAAACPc/IYZageOkOck/s1600/IMG_1868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YmQqL-ayYKs/TcDou9OOdyI/AAAAAAAACPc/IYZageOkOck/s400/IMG_1868.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snorkeling...Jess and I got about 15 meters away from dolphins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBvuIKsl2Bc/TcDo06t132I/AAAAAAAACPg/ZdE5FmL--6E/s1600/IMG_1871.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBvuIKsl2Bc/TcDo06t132I/AAAAAAAACPg/ZdE5FmL--6E/s640/IMG_1871.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went rock jumping for a day...I'm not gonna lie I was scurred :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAWn1eiStgI/TcDo_p3p6LI/AAAAAAAACPk/s5iYRXQfAnI/s1600/IMG_1889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAWn1eiStgI/TcDo_p3p6LI/AAAAAAAACPk/s5iYRXQfAnI/s640/IMG_1889.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Met some new friends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7d6f7JDkGg/TcDpGf-9g_I/AAAAAAAACPo/AjeNqH1JV6Q/s1600/IMG_1901.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7d6f7JDkGg/TcDpGf-9g_I/AAAAAAAACPo/AjeNqH1JV6Q/s640/IMG_1901.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The food was A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upzX6uC9Z0A/TcDpMpVKP8I/AAAAAAAACPs/kp_sgsaiSRQ/s1600/IMG_1906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-upzX6uC9Z0A/TcDpMpVKP8I/AAAAAAAACPs/kp_sgsaiSRQ/s640/IMG_1906.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The view from our pool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvzAlgAiW6o/TcD0EnrNXEI/AAAAAAAACPw/L0d-2gH3iGg/s1600/boracayjessme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AvzAlgAiW6o/TcD0EnrNXEI/AAAAAAAACPw/L0d-2gH3iGg/s400/boracayjessme.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spending time with my love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course the whole week wasn't always paradise...watch out for mosquitos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x6HrFTEMtOo/TcD0IoYsk_I/AAAAAAAACP0/VhiMIQS5xEE/s1600/jessmosquito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x6HrFTEMtOo/TcD0IoYsk_I/AAAAAAAACP0/VhiMIQS5xEE/s400/jessmosquito.jpg" width="400" /&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/4561606035486044965-5846126796047714289?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5846126796047714289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5846126796047714289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5846126796047714289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5846126796047714289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunset-heaven.html' title='Sunset Heaven'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bp_IX-uukys/TcDoQEyCN9I/AAAAAAAACPQ/1AP0ONozn3U/s72-c/DSC_0121.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-1730567346167201927</id><published>2011-04-22T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T22:51:21.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The accreditation visit is over and I'm officially on spring break. &amp;nbsp;In a few short hours I'm on my way to paradise...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6DCGx9msJQ/TbJodE_8jXI/AAAAAAAACNw/D2Q-wepZNMA/s1600/boracay.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6DCGx9msJQ/TbJodE_8jXI/AAAAAAAACNw/D2Q-wepZNMA/s400/boracay.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...see y'all in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1730567346167201927?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1730567346167201927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1730567346167201927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1730567346167201927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1730567346167201927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-break-2011.html' title='Spring Break 2011'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6DCGx9msJQ/TbJodE_8jXI/AAAAAAAACNw/D2Q-wepZNMA/s72-c/boracay.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-879467866755156904</id><published>2011-04-15T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:11:09.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriends</title><content type='html'>My childhood friend, Alexis, and I were g-chatting awhile back and she asked me if I had two boyfriends.  I was a little confused and then she said you know that other guy that's always in the picture with you and Jess.  I just uploaded my pics from the past month of so and died laughing when I saw this.  I promise this picture wasn't planned... enter photo bomb. Pictures capture the memories...of me and my two boyfriends. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk6EjkDJwv4/Taj6JgQvH2I/AAAAAAAACNo/UkkO-ccwpj0/s1600/jessmevbday.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk6EjkDJwv4/Taj6JgQvH2I/AAAAAAAACNo/UkkO-ccwpj0/s400/jessmevbday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595997578193739618" style="cursor: pointer; width: 346px; height: 400px; " /&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/4561606035486044965-879467866755156904?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/879467866755156904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=879467866755156904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/879467866755156904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/879467866755156904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/04/boyfriends.html' title='Boyfriends'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fk6EjkDJwv4/Taj6JgQvH2I/AAAAAAAACNo/UkkO-ccwpj0/s72-c/jessmevbday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5718574258023309909</id><published>2011-04-15T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:07:53.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Messy Eater</title><content type='html'>Jess always jokes that I drip everything on the table when eating.  I now have something on him! &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1NX9t2KhBI/Taj5xnB-JJI/AAAAAAAACNg/YZtTNTZAjOc/s1600/messyjess.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1NX9t2KhBI/Taj5xnB-JJI/AAAAAAAACNg/YZtTNTZAjOc/s400/messyjess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595997167693997202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 400px; " /&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/4561606035486044965-5718574258023309909?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5718574258023309909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5718574258023309909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5718574258023309909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5718574258023309909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/04/messy-eater.html' title='Messy Eater'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y1NX9t2KhBI/Taj5xnB-JJI/AAAAAAAACNg/YZtTNTZAjOc/s72-c/messyjess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7486082493968379273</id><published>2011-04-15T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:06:18.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ATM Advice</title><content type='html'>It's that little things that make living in a different culture fun. Like going to an ATM and being asked if you want customer advice.  Yes please! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MonoXDVtBok/Taj5XE3BcFI/AAAAAAAACNY/pro-tivAcRk/s1600/ATM.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MonoXDVtBok/Taj5XE3BcFI/AAAAAAAACNY/pro-tivAcRk/s400/ATM.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595996711844671570" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px; " /&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/4561606035486044965-7486082493968379273?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7486082493968379273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7486082493968379273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7486082493968379273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7486082493968379273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/04/atm-advice.html' title='ATM Advice'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MonoXDVtBok/Taj5XE3BcFI/AAAAAAAACNY/pro-tivAcRk/s72-c/ATM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-3070350003796069133</id><published>2011-04-11T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T17:30:55.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twinkie!</title><content type='html'>Not to forget my last post on moderation...but in China when goods from the States are presented to me it is hard not to take one!  So, one of my students from last year had her mom bring back none other than Twinkies from the States.  Be still my heart...I used to love these things when I was little.  I even traded HOME MADE cookies for them at school...that is a whole different story.  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1izPIoBSAF0/TaOcskX4jmI/AAAAAAAACNQ/m7Zet1GISmI/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-06%2Bat%2B12.27.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1izPIoBSAF0/TaOcskX4jmI/AAAAAAAACNQ/m7Zet1GISmI/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-06%2Bat%2B12.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594487451616317026" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course I had to have one...my excitement shows it all. (Please ignore my janky hair cut...it's what happens when you have to use miming with the hairdresser.  It is now fixed so both sides are the same length!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-3070350003796069133?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/3070350003796069133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=3070350003796069133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/3070350003796069133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/3070350003796069133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/04/twinkie.html' title='Twinkie!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1izPIoBSAF0/TaOcskX4jmI/AAAAAAAACNQ/m7Zet1GISmI/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2011-04-06%2Bat%2B12.27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5773107878501156526</id><published>2011-03-28T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T19:48:05.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderation</title><content type='html'>Since I have come to China I have learned a lot about myself.  While it has not always been fun going through the growing pains, at the end I am much better and happier because of them.  One major thing I have learned is that I am an all or nothing girl.  This can be good, but also bad.  My relationships show it...I am loyal almost to a fault.  My eating shows it...if it's good I will keep eating (nothing wrong with eating the whole sleeve of Oreos...right?).  My working out shows it...I go hard in workouts or don't work out at all.  My quiet time shows it...I am either fully engaged in it or totally disconnected.  Basically in everything I live out the motto, "go hard or go home." This wouldn't be a bad thing, except mostly I am going hard on the wrong things...ie food, not working out, etc. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to learn to live my life in moderation.  Particularly my eating habits.  I think since coming here I have let myself eat more than I would in the States because I don't know when the next time I will get good food will be.  It has become a comfort to eat a bag of Reese's Pieces. I'll be the first to admit, that is not a good state of mind.  So starting this week I am going to moderate what I eat. And because the universe is funny, this week is teachers appreciation week with food galore.  I know I can do it and I'm going to.  I just need to realize that if I do over indulge not to give up and continue to binge.  I need to get back on and continue my quest for moderation.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to help me I am going to blog about it once a week to keep me accountable.  This morning for the teacher breakfast I was really good, got a couple yummy (fatty) things, but didn't go too crazy.  I even saved some for a snack instead of cramming it down my mouth.  I am also trying to drink water only.  So far so good!  I feel much better than depending on coke and juices.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a funny story for my family...Last night Jess and I worked out.  I was brought back to when &lt;a href="http://katiescott321.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt; and I would work out for basketball and it would end with me throwing the basketball with no aim because I was angry.  I may or may not have gotten mad at Jess when he changed the workout to make it harder.  After he made the comment that I must have been awful to coach.  I told him quite the opposite, I was always coachable, just not by people close to me.  Why is that?  Don't ask me, thankfully I never had a parent, sibling, or boyfriend coaching me. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I know this post was totally random, I just wanted to get it down and keep myself accountable.  I want to lose 20 pounds before this summer...preferably before I go to Boracay so I don't look like a beached sea creature.  :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5773107878501156526?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5773107878501156526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5773107878501156526&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5773107878501156526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5773107878501156526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/03/moderation.html' title='Moderation'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7718062039455705485</id><published>2011-03-13T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:50:42.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This past week I went to Hong Kong to take part of an accreditation visit. It was so much work, but I learned so much about school improvement, the process, and lots of good teaching ideas. This year has provided me with some amazing professional opportunities and I am so grateful for them. I have grown so much in my knowledge of schools. I can't wait to apply the things I learned. The pictures make it look like we just went and had fun, that is not the case. While we did have a blast getting to know each other and laughing in our deliriium, we spent countless hours working.  These are the only pictures I took the whole week...pretty sad.  I need to start taking pictures again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9tKwFghK2s/TX2rzqdiKYI/AAAAAAAACMQ/rhqDadGB_lg/s1600/IMG_1703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9tKwFghK2s/TX2rzqdiKYI/AAAAAAAACMQ/rhqDadGB_lg/s400/IMG_1703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583808017069123970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hong Kong at night...loved it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsjJeg4SJKA/TX2rzrohx7I/AAAAAAAACMI/qxeml6YroVc/s1600/IMG_1712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OsjJeg4SJKA/TX2rzrohx7I/AAAAAAAACMI/qxeml6YroVc/s400/IMG_1712.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583808017383671730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is the IFC building...Angelia Jolie jumped off it in some movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQwUFGIm6yk/TX2rzRhSExI/AAAAAAAACMA/ZfS5XM_l0pM/s1600/IMG_1695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JQwUFGIm6yk/TX2rzRhSExI/AAAAAAAACMA/ZfS5XM_l0pM/s400/IMG_1695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583808010373960466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cutest man ever serenading us at dinner &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uKI2ncNE8gU/TX2rzIHQyfI/AAAAAAAACL4/mgDXQTW_w_0/s1600/IMG_1694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uKI2ncNE8gU/TX2rzIHQyfI/AAAAAAAACL4/mgDXQTW_w_0/s400/IMG_1694.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583808007848905202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our team...so thankful to be a part of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7718062039455705485?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7718062039455705485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7718062039455705485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7718062039455705485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7718062039455705485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/03/hong-kong-visit.html' title='Hong Kong Visit'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a9tKwFghK2s/TX2rzqdiKYI/AAAAAAAACMQ/rhqDadGB_lg/s72-c/IMG_1703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-1210300268493236382</id><published>2011-03-13T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:41:25.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj89uo8HsNA/TX2qPDHCNCI/AAAAAAAACLw/0fhwCy979Fo/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj89uo8HsNA/TX2qPDHCNCI/AAAAAAAACLw/0fhwCy979Fo/s400/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583806288518853666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Spring Festival (Three weeks late)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A local group of dragon dancers came to perform their dance for our school.  It was fun and the kids enjoyed it.  I especially enjoyed their colorful outfits with booties included.  Darling! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1210300268493236382?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1210300268493236382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1210300268493236382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1210300268493236382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1210300268493236382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-festival.html' title='Spring Festival'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Sj89uo8HsNA/TX2qPDHCNCI/AAAAAAAACLw/0fhwCy979Fo/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7509726542912303807</id><published>2011-03-13T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T22:39:09.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in March??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just when I thought it was beginning to look like spring, a couple of weeks ago it snowed! Something about that doesn't seem right to me, but instead of wishing for spring Jess and I went out to enjoy the snow.  I hadn't played in the snow since college, I forgot how fun it was.  I felt like a kid again, although we didn't last quite as long as we used to play.  We had our share of fun with snow angels, races, snowball fights (picture Dumb and Dumber snow scene), and writing in the snow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u8CuHucdLDk/TX2nsmDUvEI/AAAAAAAACLo/dPDW4ibVWw4/s1600/IMG_1689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u8CuHucdLDk/TX2nsmDUvEI/AAAAAAAACLo/dPDW4ibVWw4/s400/IMG_1689.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583803497579854914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow sentences &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFJcrXLJjfc/TX2nr7KS8cI/AAAAAAAACLY/UfYIVIbHJvQ/s1600/IMG_1685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFJcrXLJjfc/TX2nr7KS8cI/AAAAAAAACLY/UfYIVIbHJvQ/s400/IMG_1685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583803486066373058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow angels...please disregard me stellar outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdT5vpxyne0/TX2nrrapMxI/AAAAAAAACLQ/ptssYx6-s2c/s1600/IMG_1683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JdT5vpxyne0/TX2nrrapMxI/AAAAAAAACLQ/ptssYx6-s2c/s400/IMG_1683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583803481839973138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow angel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYC9_gGgXM4/TX2nsIVLn9I/AAAAAAAACLg/atpaG1BZO1M/s1600/IMG_1687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CYC9_gGgXM4/TX2nsIVLn9I/AAAAAAAACLg/atpaG1BZO1M/s400/IMG_1687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583803489601691602" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two happy snow angels :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7509726542912303807?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7509726542912303807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7509726542912303807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7509726542912303807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7509726542912303807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/03/snow-in-march.html' title='Snow in March??!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u8CuHucdLDk/TX2nsmDUvEI/AAAAAAAACLo/dPDW4ibVWw4/s72-c/IMG_1689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5788142843602356209</id><published>2011-02-27T01:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:08:45.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Precious</title><content type='html'>Today at church a man from another school in the area, Maple Leaf, asked for prayers for a family who just lost their son.  We all quickly realized their son was Josh, the young man working at our favorite deli.  Josh was 21 years old and went hiking with his cousin in Southern China.  He was so excited for the trip, told us all about it a couple of weeks ago.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know Josh enough.  We joked when I would go into the deli and we all loved him because he was always friendly and so happy.  I can hardly imagine how his parents are feeling.  It just reminded me how life is so precious. We never know what will come today.  So please count your blessings and tell those you love that you love them.  His death has been on my heart all day and I have been praying for his family.  They need Jesus to get through this and I pray that somehow through this awful situation God is glorified.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry this isn't the most lighthearted post, but sometimes that's life.  So next time you feel like staying in bed or complaining about some minuscule thing remember to be thankful for your life and getting to be here on this amazing planet.  Your life here is short, make the most of it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://C18CF5FE-FBCA-40E0-A54D-4625D6A18B56/AppreciateYourLife.jpg" alt="AppreciateYourLife.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5788142843602356209?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5788142843602356209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5788142843602356209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5788142843602356209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5788142843602356209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-is-precious.html' title='Life is Precious'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7731485543786173654</id><published>2011-02-24T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:39:25.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aaDyilSSeKM/TWcF-zlq9iI/AAAAAAAACLI/u1M907Sj9z8/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-29%2Bat%2B11.42.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aaDyilSSeKM/TWcF-zlq9iI/AAAAAAAACLI/u1M907Sj9z8/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-29%2Bat%2B11.42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577433240079889954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 22px; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Who I Am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...28 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...warmth and sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...the best family, friends, and boyfriend in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...I could play with my nieces and nephews more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...tomatoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...where our world is heading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...Adele's new CD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I search&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...for my next travel destination.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...about the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...nothing because I am where God needs me to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I ache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...when I think about the poverty all over our world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...thank God for another day to be alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I usually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...need to slow down and be grateful more often.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...confrontational. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...when I'm out with my girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...in the car with the windows down, but not well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...eat sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...compare myself to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...more about fictional things than real life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am not always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...rational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...and then play again.  I hate losing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...by hatred for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...Jesus daily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I should&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...workout more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);  line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=" line-height: 22px; text-align: center; font-size:15px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Who Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm tagging &lt;a href="http://katiescott321.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt; on this one.  Don't really have other friends that blog, or check mine for that matter.  Ha!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7731485543786173654?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7731485543786173654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7731485543786173654&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7731485543786173654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7731485543786173654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/02/who-am-i.html' title='Who am I?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aaDyilSSeKM/TWcF-zlq9iI/AAAAAAAACLI/u1M907Sj9z8/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-10-29%2Bat%2B11.42.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5822040106603225294</id><published>2011-02-14T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T20:53:28.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day to everyone!  I hope you enjoy it.  I'll have to admit I am not a big fan of this Hallmark holiday, but my day went great.  It started off with skyping my family as I got ready for work.  It was so fun to see mom, dad, Katie, Shayla, Julie, Beckham, and Ainsley.  I can't believe how big they are getting (the kiddos not the adults!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPNSdFiwIgo/TV3sOhNgQhI/AAAAAAAACKo/9iibmLK_JbY/s1600/valentinesday11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPNSdFiwIgo/TV3sOhNgQhI/AAAAAAAACKo/9iibmLK_JbY/s400/valentinesday11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574871647931875858" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Goofy pics are so fun &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Work was really good.  I have the major report due this week, and today was a productive day.  I feel like a geek saying it, but I was loving working with Excel and Word to create an over 200 page document.  Wow, I need to get out more.  During work the high school kids were delivering Valentine grams (ie candy and flowers).  I got some from old players and then 8 from Jess. He came to my office and brought me a dozen roses.  I need to take a picture because Chinese flowers are blinged out!  Each rose is separately wrapped and has glitter lined petals. When he gave me the flowers he told me to leave me night open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKZFJ6FsJ0M/TV35AHfAsaI/AAAAAAAACLA/T2IyNeRabGw/s1600/scaryvday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FKZFJ6FsJ0M/TV35AHfAsaI/AAAAAAAACLA/T2IyNeRabGw/s400/scaryvday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574885694158975394" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hot couple &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Until then I thought he forgot Valentine's Day because last night when I was making dinner and asked him if he wanted to do something tomorrow he said, "Um, sure."  Not the most reassuring words from your boyfriend.  Well he fooled me.   At six o'clock he showed up at my door with a steak dinner!  That would have been enough but he surprised me with a steak dinner.  Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgZlBj08piE/TV3sO9ANTHI/AAAAAAAACKw/GnXKjuSeGS4/s1600/vday2011.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgZlBj08piE/TV3sO9ANTHI/AAAAAAAACKw/GnXKjuSeGS4/s400/vday2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574871655392300146" style="cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Such a great dinner...with a good dessert too.  Chocolate!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgZlBj08piE/TV3sO9ANTHI/AAAAAAAACKw/GnXKjuSeGS4/s1600/vday2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner was great and we spent the whole time laughing and had great conversation.  I love how we get along so well and nothing is ever stressful.  After dinner we somehow got on my computer.  Get this...Jess had never used Photo Booth!!! He has had Macs for years and never once had used it.  We had so much fun taking pictures, seriously laughing until it hurt. Hence all the lovely photos of us :)  After we finished we went to his place and watched a movie.  Overall...a great day!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5guVsXI5JZE/TV34_9t6S1I/AAAAAAAACK4/m8RmDBPvrlA/s1600/valday2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5guVsXI5JZE/TV34_9t6S1I/AAAAAAAACK4/m8RmDBPvrlA/s400/valday2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574885691537115986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thought I would leave a good one...this is in Thailand 2009, before when we were just friends&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so thankful for Jess and the role he plays in my life.  He is an encourages me in everything whether it is work, my relationship with Christ, my health, or anything else.  He challenges me to be a better me.  I appreciate that so much in him.  He also can make me laugh and is supportive when I am upset.  I am truly blessed to have such an great man in my life.  I don't think he reads my blog, but if you are reading...thanks babe!  Love you! Also to all my friends and family...I love you!  I know I'm far away, but it doesn't take away from how much I care about y'all!  xoxo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5822040106603225294?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5822040106603225294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5822040106603225294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5822040106603225294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5822040106603225294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fPNSdFiwIgo/TV3sOhNgQhI/AAAAAAAACKo/9iibmLK_JbY/s72-c/valentinesday11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7305833408536418966</id><published>2011-02-06T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T06:22:38.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan for Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since I stayed in China for last year's New Year celebration I wanted to use the chance to travel.  Kara and Veronica are leaving me next year so we decided to take a girls trip to Japan.  We invited sweet Kimberly to join in on the fun.  It was an amazing trip.  We went to Tokyo, Kyoto, and Hiroshima, spending two and a half days in each city.  It wasn't long enough, but we had to get back to China for two reasons...one being work and the other we would have run out of money.  Japan is so expensive, but it was nice to see a clean country that values their culture.  I could go on and on about every little thing we did, but I'll just leave a couple pictures, a top ten list, and a story about our trip home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Top Ten in Japan &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Dinner in Kyoto...both nights.  Amazing food, but more importantly fantastic people.  I will never forget Tamura and his love for life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6lkbIVG2I/AAAAAAAACIo/R0N5P9RMlYA/s400/DSC_0214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570571834280450914" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Peace Museum in Hiroshima.  No words for this.  You truly have to go to understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6lj1aabgI/AAAAAAAACIY/OKBPxERhwrs/s400/DSC_0242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570571824155749890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6qCPu8trI/AAAAAAAACJY/JMG8rXzpOdE/s400/DSC_0252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570576744663791282" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Dressing as geishas in Kyoto.  Scary to see the transformation and be unrecognizable to myself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6llNzMLsI/AAAAAAAACI4/IxV2pVmJJgE/s400/DSC_0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570571847881993922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Watching the Japanese live the ancient culture in their daily lives.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6lkBWoLDI/AAAAAAAACIg/hWg1nPiaYHg/s400/DSC_0413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570571827361098802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;5. Shibuya! This intersection was crazy...the cars would take turns and then all of a sudden all the pedestrians would go for it, crossing in all directions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6qjxkdTuI/AAAAAAAACJo/ngvGQFfVMuA/s400/shibuya.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570577320682278626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;6. Miyajima Island to see the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Itsukushima_Shrine"&gt;floating shrine&lt;/a&gt;".  We went at low tide so we could walk through it, apparently in Japanese culture it is good luck to walk through.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6lky6_F-I/AAAAAAAACIw/Xvo7npKza0M/s400/DSC_0291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570571840666933218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6qCWfBNVI/AAAAAAAACJg/1NQCS-gFpjQ/s400/CSC_0353.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570576746476025170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;7. Seeing God's beauty all around... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6ntSDw1OI/AAAAAAAACJQ/rbWYPppiNkw/s400/CSC_0393.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570574185487455458" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;8. Making friends with some locals in Hiroshima.  These girls were a blast and a proof that good comes out of bad...I couldn't get over how friendly they were and didn't hold the bombing against us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6nsy9pTbI/AAAAAAAACJI/CLdTjkp63cg/s400/DSC_0356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570574177140297138" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;9. Exploring the many temples in Kyoto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6nseggp4I/AAAAAAAACJA/tK3Bpa14YY0/s400/DSC_0103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570574171649386370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;10.  The food! We did a cooking class with a Japanese woman in her house...she made us the most delicious food.  It was so neat to be in her house and try homemade traditional food. (I can't find those pictures...so this one will have to do.  These restaurants are all around, giving you a preview of your food. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6rQcdjk2I/AAAAAAAACJw/d7dJPnJO5Tw/s1600/DSC_0111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6rQcdjk2I/AAAAAAAACJw/d7dJPnJO5Tw/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570578088110297954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6qjxkdTuI/AAAAAAAACJo/ngvGQFfVMuA/s1600/shibuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;Now for our trip home.  Veronica and I were taking a different plane back to Dalian.  Our flight was Saturday morning at 5:30 am.  We took the train back from Hiroshima and then ate dinner with Kara and Kimberly before heading to the airport.  We went to buy our tickets and the woman behind the counter said "oh no".  She said the Narita Express had stopped running, but we could catch a subway to Narita.  We bought our tickets and ran...with our heavy luggage (I always overpack) through the crazy Tokyo station.  We made the train and were on our way.  We got out at the Narita station and caught a taxi to the airport.  As we arrived at the airport we were stopped before going into the parking lot.  The guards checked our passports and questioned us about our flight.  In the best we could with the language barrier we explained we were leaving at 5:30 and were just going to sleep in the airport.  After about ten minutes of them talking to each other they came over to repeating something.  We were so confused.  Finally he pointed to our itinerary and showed us we were at the wrong airport.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well it was now 11:25 and the last subway back to the city had left.  We kept trying to ask what other way there was to the airport and how far it was.  The only way we could get there was by taxi.  The taxis in Tokyo are exorbitantly over-priced...it was over an hour ride to the other airport.  We didn't have a choice so we had the taxi driver take us to a 7-11 and were on our way.  An hour later and $350 later we arrived at Haneda Airport...the correct one.  We got there at about 1:15 in the morning and laid for about 2 hours. We checked in and slept a little longer.  At 5:00 we boarded our plane back to home.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;IT was an expensive lesson, but it could have been worse.  Both Veronica and I agree God was watching over us, had we not been stopped at the Narita airport we would have gone in and slept until check-in.  Then it would have been too late and we would have missed our flight.  This way we only had to spend the money on cab fare, rather than buy a new flight.  So always remember check your ticket. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7305833408536418966?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7305833408536418966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7305833408536418966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7305833408536418966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7305833408536418966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/02/japan-for-chinese-new-year.html' title='Japan for Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TU6lkbIVG2I/AAAAAAAACIo/R0N5P9RMlYA/s72-c/DSC_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-662160717083425775</id><published>2011-01-11T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T06:28:04.865-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Recap...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay I'm a little behind, I blame that on traveling and then getting sick right when I landed back in China.  I think my body was in shock from the change of temperatures (90 degrees to 6 degrees).  Oh how I hate the cold, but I digress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;January &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent NYE with my BFF in Georgia before heading back to China. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwXrau21jI/AAAAAAAACEQ/jv5_qB0lJjw/s400/katieroNYE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560845674573387314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back in China, attended Trina's birthday bash and had a blast with all my co-workers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwV_bQiYjI/AAAAAAAACD4/H3OiXVzFm5M/s400/Cocktail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560843819288781362" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harbin"&gt;Harbin&lt;/a&gt; with about 20 other teachers from my school.  We survived the freezing temperatures and enjoyed seeing the ice city, ice sculpture world competition, and polar bear swim.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwTGbavGKI/AAAAAAAACDg/JzufYX0lIFo/s400/harbin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560840641055758498" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwV_Tykz0I/AAAAAAAACEA/dR000CSQTd0/s400/harbinpolarbear.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560843817284063042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I experienced my first Chinese New Year in China-welcome to the Year of the Tiger.  Fireworks were going off for a whole month...not kidding.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwV-zZrU-I/AAAAAAAACDo/ia9N3Vj-Lbk/s400/CNY.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560843808589698018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Started dating this guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwV_B3BWQI/AAAAAAAACDw/aHjV0utPwEg/s400/CNYjess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560843812470872322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Our school did a fundraiser and with the money the students shopped for new backpacks, coats, scarves, and gloves for local Chinese students.  We went to their school and played games, ate lunch, and make a community connection.  Another reason I love working in an international school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwXBia1gII/AAAAAAAACEI/Sj6gizlPGbQ/s400/villageschool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560844955082391682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must have not been an eventful month...no pics from it.  I'm sure I was busy at work (excuse). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;March &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring Break in Malaysia.  It was &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; as good as Thailand.  Still had a blast and celebrated Veronica's birthday with new friends from all over the world.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwY3kqMVtI/AAAAAAAACEY/MPG_Q2ziGeE/s400/malaysiasb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560846982908237522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwY3tCJC-I/AAAAAAAACEg/nlU6s9LrZqs/s400/Vbday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560846985156168674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;April &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Again must have not been very eventful because I have no pictures.  I hate it when that happens.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;May&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Made my first trip to the Great Wall of China...and because I'm crazy we ran it.  We completed the Great Wall 1/2 Marathon and it was amazing.  It made the run go by so quick because we were admiring the architecture, people, and beauty.   It also helped as a reward we went to Outback afterwards for Bloomin' Onions, Cheese Fries, and Chocolate Thunder Down Under.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwafWJUOgI/AAAAAAAACE4/P7j0ZO8kwko/s400/GW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560848765718641154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwafDmkGNI/AAAAAAAACEw/bI3yO99Rmqg/s400/GWrun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560848760741042386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwae6vFWWI/AAAAAAAACEo/mA9-bpIekn8/s400/GWkids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560848758360856930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;June &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived my first year of international teaching and fifth grade.  I absolutely LOVED my class.  They were amazing kids and I became so close with each one and their families.  I was sad at the end of the year as many of them moved away.  (The pic below is of both 5th grade classes...Paulita and I basically shared the kids!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwbLvx3C9I/AAAAAAAACFA/Q7luokz1oPo/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560849528513825746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Had an engagement dinner for Maria and Preston at the boys' apartment and said goodbye for the summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwbL9TYFSI/AAAAAAAACFI/pGUsz5_eov0/s400/DSC_0236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560849532144063778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took a trip to Beijing to the Forbidden Palace, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tiananmen_Square"&gt;Tiananmen Square&lt;/a&gt;, and of course shopping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwbMPm_w9I/AAAAAAAACFQ/Ql6tpKmpOMc/s400/DSC_0248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560849537058194386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;July &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Took classes in London, realized I am a complete teacher nerd as I loved my class on assessment.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGnpaTWU4I/AAAAAAAACFY/ZQBKkfqxXVo/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562411344656225154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then to Venice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGnp4drS8I/AAAAAAAACFw/pn9cGMtasZs/s400/IMG_0186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562411352752606146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Florence...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGnpdBkybI/AAAAAAAACFg/aFCiCUQvANI/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562411345386981810" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rome.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGnp6_SM2I/AAAAAAAACFo/f31rzWF3QVo/s400/DSC_0458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562411353430438754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then home to see my favorite people who have supported me in my crazy adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGpOjYmjoI/AAAAAAAACF4/AY4wOf4ReaE/s400/DSC_0786.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562413082260967042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought my first MacBook Pro on my own!!! (Still paying it off...thank goodness for no interest for 18 months!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGpO1j_HVI/AAAAAAAACGA/Zkeilrrc_TI/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-07-25%2Bat%2B19.51.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562413087140552018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;August &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Headed back to China for a new year in a new position, the accreditation/professional development coordinator. Also started the year by throwing a New Kids on the Block 80's Part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGpPMo25DI/AAAAAAAACGI/5_5-cQb0lkc/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562413093335000114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;September &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Jess' 30th birthday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGpPo-2WDI/AAAAAAAACGY/yv6gxCdGFt8/s400/IMG_0483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562413100943431730" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got cupped for the first time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGpPVDnsUI/AAAAAAAACGQ/6I7ors93eXI/s400/IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562413095594733890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;October &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to India for a conference for my new job.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGrk0E2j5I/AAAAAAAACGo/iBvZE4kA5t8/s400/IMG_0580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562415663721910162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to North Korea (as close as we could) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGrko4hOMI/AAAAAAAACGg/Gv19R5XVdkI/s400/DSC_1022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562415660717390018" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Xu Dan's wedding in Dandong, China. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGrlaAXseI/AAAAAAAACG4/rV8fNrT-PjU/s400/DSC_1196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562415673903657442" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated Halloween. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGrlD26yWI/AAAAAAAACGw/af92VQMRWN4/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562415667958434146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 276px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;November &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got spoiled by Jess and my friends on my 28th birthday.  (Somehow didn't manage to get a good picture)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGrlpr5yYI/AAAAAAAACHA/LIPG2cewQEQ/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562415678112778626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 367px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gave thanks for countless blessings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGtGOgSK4I/AAAAAAAACHQ/LNgITD-Bk-s/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562417337263598466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;December &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to a charity gala with the administration team &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGtGJJLeiI/AAAAAAAACHI/7ZryRHLV45U/s400/IMG_1017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562417335824513570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrated with co-workers at a Christmas Party &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGuR24DLQI/AAAAAAAACHw/6VUYO9TqWZc/s400/IMG_1042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562418636590886146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 313px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent Christmas week in Vietnam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGtGpLBLPI/AAAAAAAACHY/5hwejsiGj4k/s400/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562417344422161650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGtHGRD_NI/AAAAAAAACHo/4Gw0XEtXRR8/s400/IMG_1276.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562417352232139986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGuSkWXw9I/AAAAAAAACII/ZMuRJpMeNsM/s400/IMG_1274.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562418648797660114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Volunteered at Baan Santisuk, where my heart was captivated.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGuSAezoWI/AAAAAAAACIA/JCz51FNSLEU/s400/IMG_1295.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562418639169364322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TTGuSOdLipI/AAAAAAAACH4/g6ulR5C4WWM/s400/kohpanmeg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562418642920639122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an amazing year!  I couldn't be happier (unless I transported my friends and family from home here!).  God has blessed me more than I deserve.  I just hope in 2011 I can be share God's love with the people He puts in my life!  Happy New Year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-662160717083425775?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/662160717083425775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=662160717083425775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/662160717083425775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/662160717083425775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-recap.html' title='2010 Recap...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwXrau21jI/AAAAAAAACEQ/jv5_qB0lJjw/s72-c/katieroNYE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2486866188280636002</id><published>2011-01-11T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T00:14:48.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 6-Drinks, Games, and Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQSkd_tkI/AAAAAAAACCw/DK6tVbi6Mjo/s400/DSC_0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560837551108896322" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to a steakhouse in Phuket...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQSzBjtCI/AAAAAAAACC4/kD7rtI-NrwU/s400/DSC_0396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560837555016152098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Good girly drinks (Brandon's favorite) + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQTwS5i-I/AAAAAAAACDQ/NmMLd7lS_zs/s1600/DSC_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQTrxlsiI/AAAAAAAACDI/eqgHvqJz9so/s1600/DSC_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQTrxlsiI/AAAAAAAACDI/eqgHvqJz9so/s400/DSC_0414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560837570249994786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ANTM games + &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQTWruAbI/AAAAAAAACDA/bCnGELT-HMU/s1600/thailandmejess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQTWruAbI/AAAAAAAACDA/bCnGELT-HMU/s400/thailandmejess.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560837564588229042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;good company + &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQyRM_yoI/AAAAAAAACDY/Sqokibs1DG4/s400/DSC_0417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560838095693138562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Harry Potter = Great Times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2486866188280636002?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2486866188280636002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2486866188280636002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2486866188280636002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2486866188280636002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-6-drinks-games-and-harry-potter.html' title='January 6-Drinks, Games, and Harry Potter'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwQSkd_tkI/AAAAAAAACCw/DK6tVbi6Mjo/s72-c/DSC_0397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4636980245381087544</id><published>2011-01-10T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T23:48:01.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 5-Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Those who look for beauty, find it.  ~Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 18px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwIUHgXsqI/AAAAAAAACCY/hwIZK0m4XIs/s1600/DSC_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwIUHgXsqI/AAAAAAAACCY/hwIZK0m4XIs/s400/DSC_0422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560828781600944802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I'm not there anymore...my heart it still with these her and the other children that captivated me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwJQdvBF8I/AAAAAAAACCg/5f1RSRIBfxY/s400/IMG_1295.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560829818360108994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4636980245381087544?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4636980245381087544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4636980245381087544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4636980245381087544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4636980245381087544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-5-beauty.html' title='January 5-Beauty'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSwIUHgXsqI/AAAAAAAACCY/hwIZK0m4XIs/s72-c/DSC_0422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7170075195423366640</id><published>2011-01-04T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T08:09:58.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 4-Tourist Central</title><content type='html'>January 4&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it to Patong in Phucket. The hotel is gorgeous, but boy is the area touristy. Makes for good people watching, but not the best relaxation. It is what it is, we are going to enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSNEWWxVF9I/AAAAAAAACBw/RBBPwEOtIvs/s1600/IMG_1344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSNEWWxVF9I/AAAAAAAACBw/RBBPwEOtIvs/s400/IMG_1344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558361515965618130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sawadee Ka with Ronald McDonald&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSNEWyyWCyI/AAAAAAAACB4/lpUG87fk6w0/s400/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558361523486067490" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;That's reassuring...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7170075195423366640?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7170075195423366640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7170075195423366640&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7170075195423366640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7170075195423366640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-4-tourist-central.html' title='January 4-Tourist Central'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSNEWWxVF9I/AAAAAAAACBw/RBBPwEOtIvs/s72-c/IMG_1344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7139103865846272382</id><published>2011-01-04T07:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T07:31:45.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 3-Not Goodbye, Just See You Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;January 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we had a normal morning with the kiddos. Crafts, playing, and lunch followed by goodbyes. It was so hard to say goodbye, I had to keep reminding myself it's a see you later. I said it before and I'll say it again this place has stolen my heart. Doreen, Mark, and the rest of the staff are incredible people with hearts for the Lord. I have been blessed by my week at Baan Santisuk. If you ever get a chance to go, you need to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSM82aIcixI/AAAAAAAACBo/s9Bfv22bp3E/s1600/DSC_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSM82aIcixI/AAAAAAAACBo/s9Bfv22bp3E/s400/DSC_0373.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558353270530673426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hanna the Helper &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSM81mXboQI/AAAAAAAACBg/hobvqhDtbyo/s1600/DSC_0368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSM81mXboQI/AAAAAAAACBg/hobvqhDtbyo/s400/DSC_0368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558353256634884354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pauli painting...I'll miss these kids.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are headed to the beaches of Phuket for four days before it's back to the real world.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7139103865846272382?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7139103865846272382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7139103865846272382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7139103865846272382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7139103865846272382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-3-not-goodbye-just-see-you.html' title='January 3-Not Goodbye, Just See You Later'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSM82aIcixI/AAAAAAAACBo/s9Bfv22bp3E/s72-c/DSC_0373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-6894680078671290570</id><published>2011-01-02T06:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T16:47:42.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 2-Monkey thieves and kiddos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;January 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcLsyJbSI/AAAAAAAACBY/zPDj40o8FTk/s1600/DSC_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcLsyJbSI/AAAAAAAACBY/zPDj40o8FTk/s400/DSC_0310.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557754402477534498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sunday morning at a Thai church &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcLaMLQ1I/AAAAAAAACBQ/flYg5jIE35Q/s1600/DSC_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcLaMLQ1I/AAAAAAAACBQ/flYg5jIE35Q/s400/DSC_0330.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557754397486433106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;A monkey thief &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcK0iUmtI/AAAAAAAACBI/bwscgsVjIQk/s1600/DSC_0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcK0iUmtI/AAAAAAAACBI/bwscgsVjIQk/s400/DSC_0358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557754387378772690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lots of happy kiddos &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcKi28OMI/AAAAAAAACBA/Sw8Zkev-Lq0/s1600/DSC_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcKi28OMI/AAAAAAAACBA/Sw8Zkev-Lq0/s400/DSC_0363.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557754382633416898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;and a beautiful sunset &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-6894680078671290570?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/6894680078671290570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=6894680078671290570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/6894680078671290570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/6894680078671290570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-2-monkey-thieves-and-kiddos.html' title='January 2-Monkey thieves and kiddos'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSEcLsyJbSI/AAAAAAAACBY/zPDj40o8FTk/s72-c/DSC_0310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-6093402964632765604</id><published>2011-01-02T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T06:48:54.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January 1-New Year...New Goals</title><content type='html'>One of my goals for this year is to blog more of my everyday life in China and my traveling.  I want to have the memories for myself when I am older.  So to start out the year (one day behind)...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 1 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my New Year's Eve at &lt;a href="http://www.ywamthai.org/baansantisuk/"&gt;Bann Santisuk Orphanage&lt;/a&gt;.  These kids have stolen my heart and truly blessed me more than I ever could have imagined.  I have spent the last week bonding with them and seeing the love of life in their eyes.  Their resilience and joy is overflowing and has been so encouraging to me.  God's love is present in their every day lives thanks to the care of Doreen and Mark.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am praying to God to see if He wants me to sponsor one of the kids.  I know I want to, but what one to sponsor is the question? I'm so thankful for this opportunity and want to stay connected to such a great organization and vision.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSCPFVm_pxI/AAAAAAAACAQ/Qdq6jLblg5g/s400/Bann%2BSantisuk.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557599262038009618" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-6093402964632765604?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/6093402964632765604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=6093402964632765604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/6093402964632765604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/6093402964632765604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2011/01/january-1-new-yearnew-goals.html' title='January 1-New Year...New Goals'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TSCPFVm_pxI/AAAAAAAACAQ/Qdq6jLblg5g/s72-c/Bann%2BSantisuk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-8466977199029447725</id><published>2010-12-27T05:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T06:54:05.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnamese Cooking Class...Pho-nomenial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigTXAOMLI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qk4TU2EJhBc/s1600/IMG_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigTXAOMLI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qk4TU2EJhBc/s400/IMG_1222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555366394814410930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Michelle, Brandon, me, and Jess ready to cook...watch out Emeril&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;On Wednesday we decided to take a cooking class at a restaurant in Hoi An. We picked a great day to do it, because it was rainy that day and didn't rain any other day. The tour started out by going to the market to see what to buy and get explanation of food used in Vietnamese cooking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiaqh_v8KI/AAAAAAAAB94/z8iPaW4VWh8/s1600/IMG_1214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiaqh_v8KI/AAAAAAAAB94/z8iPaW4VWh8/s400/IMG_1214.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555360195832443042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Getting ready for the market tour &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;It was very interesting to see that Westerners use the biggest of everything and the Vietnamese use the small size of everything. Our tour guide explained that the smaller vegetables and fruits are more potent and have more flavor. We laughed because in the West the bigger the better, that is evidently not the case.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiar993akI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/OVlZfmket6g/s1600/DSC_0148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiar993akI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/OVlZfmket6g/s400/DSC_0148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555360220520606274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fresh Chilies...these suckers are HOT!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiari9zx0I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/X3NXuLHDeik/s1600/DSC_0135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiari9zx0I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/X3NXuLHDeik/s400/DSC_0135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555360213272610626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A woman at the market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiarAt8CXI/AAAAAAAAB-A/fWGfsRsPeDI/s1600/DSC_0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRiarAt8CXI/AAAAAAAAB-A/fWGfsRsPeDI/s400/DSC_0131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555360204079237490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fresh fruit...the bottom right are called "China Plums"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigT9dc3jI/AAAAAAAAB-4/GrrGPSU12Kw/s400/DSC_0145.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555366405137554994" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Noodles anyone? Each type was specific for the meat you were using (ie fish, beef, chicken)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigUD2sixI/AAAAAAAAB_A/RZGidofYlgo/s400/DSC_0142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555366406854052626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;So many eggs...pickled, aged, chicken, quail, and more I can't remember...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRilU6DQyEI/AAAAAAAAB_g/39AQJT7j1_s/s400/DSC_0139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555371918960412738" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Fresh fish every morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRilVOJbC6I/AAAAAAAAB_o/829I0H1y4Vw/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555371924354960290" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;The top left is a banana leaf...I had never seen one before.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRincEX8oyI/AAAAAAAACAI/1XhlD3A4WAU/s400/DSC_0141.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555374241013867298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;Yummy fruit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another thing I noticed is how they do not waste anything.  I have seen this in almost every country I have visited.  Seriously they eat/use everything.  Made me a little self-conscious about my "usage".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRinb9gDS_I/AAAAAAAAB_4/t8guSxBypjA/s400/IMG_1223.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555374239168809970" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 387px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;All of these sauces and spices went into the marinade...I was a happy girl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRinb6MSWdI/AAAAAAAACAA/_viUTq1AfSQ/s400/IMG_1234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555374238280604114" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cooking up some food &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the tour of the market we came back to the class and the owner of the restaurant began.  She talked about the philosophy of Vietnamese food and cooking.  They are very healthy and want their food with lots of flavor and texture.  Nothing is processed and all the fruits and vegetables are organic.  No wonder why they are people in good shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRilUsEYouI/AAAAAAAAB_Q/NwTxSgBf2vY/s400/IMG_1232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555371915207025378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marinating the chicken &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then began our dishes.  Our menu was: spring rolls, crispy pancake, chicken marinated in a hand-made marinade, and mango salad.  Each dish was amazing.  There are so many ingredients in each dish.  Mrs. Vy (the owner) told us that the Vietnamese don't eat dessert, they just include sweetness into their food.  I was appalled by this, until I tasted our food and then completely understood.  It was full of flavors and left a sweet taste in my mouth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRilU2nCFBI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/wFDxLCkY108/s400/IMG_1228.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555371918036702226" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preparing the spring rolls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRilUX0covI/AAAAAAAAB_I/jke_NWs9x2w/s400/IMG_1235.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555371909771469554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Crispy pancake with shrimp and pork&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigTiLR0ZI/AAAAAAAAB-o/vaUA_16IwE4/s400/IMG_1237.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555366397813576082" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mango Salad...peeled the mango and all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigT9LzgTI/AAAAAAAAB-w/8JCydrFWuJE/s400/IMG_1240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555366405063541042" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Entree-mango salad with marinated chicken &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the class was awesome and it was really good food.  The best part was that we made it!  We also each got recipes for all the dishes we made and more.  We also got a Vietnamese knife to take home (basically two knives welded together to peel stuff, but so much cooler).  So if you're ever in Hoi An and want to go to a cooking class stop by Morning Glory.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRinbbd9gyI/AAAAAAAAB_w/9EnjOgeBXV0/s400/IMG_1225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555374230033236770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me and Jess &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8466977199029447725?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8466977199029447725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8466977199029447725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8466977199029447725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8466977199029447725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/12/vietnamese-cooking-classpho-nomenial.html' title='Vietnamese Cooking Class...Pho-nomenial'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRigTXAOMLI/AAAAAAAAB-g/qk4TU2EJhBc/s72-c/IMG_1222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5290323501181197773</id><published>2010-12-21T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T18:25:12.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vietnam</title><content type='html'>We made it to Vietnam the land of motorbikes, good food, and beautiful skies...to mention a few things.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb2W-ZXnI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KwgWqQTrSS4/s1600/DSC_0034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb2W-ZXnI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KwgWqQTrSS4/s400/DSC_0034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553320804962885234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb12P-mfI/AAAAAAAAB9k/r-iZI5YzTik/s1600/DSC_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb12P-mfI/AAAAAAAAB9k/r-iZI5YzTik/s400/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553320796178258418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb1Q3h4EI/AAAAAAAAB9c/tgSIivuGhbk/s1600/IMG_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb1Q3h4EI/AAAAAAAAB9c/tgSIivuGhbk/s400/IMG_1174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553320786143600706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb1PcspiI/AAAAAAAAB9U/kmKTqQ5nIWE/s1600/IMG_1170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb1PcspiI/AAAAAAAAB9U/kmKTqQ5nIWE/s400/IMG_1170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553320785762625058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb0834ByI/AAAAAAAAB9M/RnKGnvLobvM/s1600/IMG_1167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb0834ByI/AAAAAAAAB9M/RnKGnvLobvM/s400/IMG_1167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553320780776343330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5290323501181197773?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5290323501181197773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5290323501181197773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5290323501181197773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5290323501181197773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/12/vietnam.html' title='Vietnam'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TRFb2W-ZXnI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KwgWqQTrSS4/s72-c/DSC_0034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5581109848582793458</id><published>2010-12-16T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T17:31:35.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby It's Cold Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQq81zKtdII/AAAAAAAAB9E/JGy-sCGjV1w/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B08.47.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQq81zKtdII/AAAAAAAAB9E/JGy-sCGjV1w/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B08.47.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551457123141776514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my new best friend...he keeps me warm on mornings like today. Brrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5581109848582793458?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5581109848582793458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5581109848582793458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5581109848582793458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5581109848582793458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/12/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby It&apos;s Cold Outside'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQq81zKtdII/AAAAAAAAB9E/JGy-sCGjV1w/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-12-17%2Bat%2B08.47.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2065655210663557375</id><published>2010-12-13T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:42:28.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick...ugh</title><content type='html'>Being sick stinks...I have been really fortunate since arriving in China that I really hadn't been sick at all.  Rewind to two weeks ago and I had a cough/throat thing.  I got over that pretty quickly, but it was not fun.  Well it was a carnival compared to my day today.  I woke up feeling nauseous so  I stayed in bed longer.  I decided to get up and get ready for work so I took my shower.  Bad idea...throw up everywhere.  It started then at 6:00 am and hasn't stopped.  It's not only that either...if you know what I mean.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful we have a doctor in my apartment complex, so I went to see him and he gave me meds and a shot.  It helped a little, but still feel like crap.  I just wanted to cry I felt so terrible.  I seriously wanted my mommy.  Jess is being sweet and went and got me some Sprite and a banana, but I haven't even kept water down so I'm scared to eat it.  I told him to go to his apartment because I don't want him to get this awefulness.  It is going around because two other teachers have it too and Jess just informed me his roomie, Brandon, has it too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for Vietnam and Thailand on Saturday I hope I'm better! Off to go lay in fetal position!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2065655210663557375?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2065655210663557375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2065655210663557375&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2065655210663557375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2065655210663557375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/12/sickugh.html' title='Sick...ugh'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-587279762356105746</id><published>2010-12-08T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T18:46:08.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings on Christmas</title><content type='html'>I love the Christmas season.  Not being in the States during my favorite time of the year is an inner battle.  I find myself missing the comforts of home, but at the same time glad I'm not there.  Now hear me out...of course, I miss my family and friends during this time to get together with loved ones and celebrate our Savior, but at the same time I am glad to be away from all the commercialism.  My dad is probably keeling over right now, because he calls me the ultimate consumer.  Since moving away from the land of convenience and desire I have learned that I am fine without the latest trend or gadget.  Do I still like them, yea, but it's not a necessity (nor ever was, I just thought they were).  I feel like America has commercialized Christmas so much that we forget what it is truly about.  We quickly forget about Jesus' birth and focus on the gifts, parties, and decorations.  I don't think it's bad to do "Christmas" but just keep it in perspective.  It's easy for me to keep it in perspective as I am not bombarded with commercials and store windows.  As much as we have pumped up the commercial Christmas we have downplayed the true CHRISTmas.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQA-gwn5xLI/AAAAAAAAB88/_kJWRLhXvnw/s1600/3%2Bwise%2Bmen.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 175px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQA-gwn5xLI/AAAAAAAAB88/_kJWRLhXvnw/s400/3%2Bwise%2Bmen.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548503473449452722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the last two weeks listening to my Pandora Christmas station and I love it.  Most of the time it is just background music as I work, but when I took a break I really listened to the words.  Christmas is so amazing.  The birth of our Savior to an unwed woman and a man in a stable.   Can you imagine being Mary?  She must have been terrified when she was pregnant.  One because she was not married, times back then weren't as forgiving as they are now and it was not acceptable.  Two, because she had the Lord's son in growing in her!  I can't even imagine.  One of my favorite Christmas songs is "Mary Did You Know? " I always try to think of what she would feel like as the mother of Jesus.  I love the last lines of the verses.  Can you imagine?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day walk on water?&lt;br /&gt;Mary did you know that your baby boy will save our sons and daughters?&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This child that you've delivered, will soon deliver you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to a blind man?&lt;br /&gt;Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand?&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And when you kiss your little baby, you have kissed the face of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blind will see, the deaf will hear and the dead will live again.&lt;br /&gt;The lame will leap, the dumb will speak, the praises of the lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation?&lt;br /&gt;Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day rule the nations?&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that your baby boy is heaven's perfect Lamb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;This sleeping child you're holding is the great I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQA-giJcf7I/AAAAAAAAB80/SpGD3XJjN1w/s1600/baby%2Bjesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQA-giJcf7I/AAAAAAAAB80/SpGD3XJjN1w/s400/baby%2Bjesus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548503469563609010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an awesome God we serve and praise.  To think He made his son a man to take away our sins by dying on the cross.  I grew up hearing all the stories about Jesus' birth and his miracles, and that's what they were to me stories.  As I get older and think about the amazingness of Jesus I am blown away.  To heal a blind man?  Walk on water?  Calm a storm?  Are you serious, that is so freaking AWESOME. More than just stories, they are a testimony to our God.  And for Jesus to live a life that is sinless for me?  I don't deserve it at all and nothing I can do will ever be enough to deserve it.  It is by His grace that I am saved.  I could kick myself for how often I take that forgranted. So often I down play the severity of not having His grace.  Without it I am lost, yet I don't cling to it as much as I should.  An all time favorite verse of mine and one that got me through some hard times is 2 Corinthians 12:9... But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, just wanted to get my thoughts down for my future self.  Hopefully wherever I go in my future I will remember and won't be dragged back into the craziness of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-587279762356105746?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/587279762356105746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=587279762356105746&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/587279762356105746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/587279762356105746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/12/musings-on-christmas.html' title='Musings on Christmas'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TQA-gwn5xLI/AAAAAAAAB88/_kJWRLhXvnw/s72-c/3%2Bwise%2Bmen.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-1364311750139247133</id><published>2010-12-07T05:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T06:25:35.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas...</title><content type='html'>Since I'm going to Vietnam and Thailand for Christmas break (and not home) I had to decorate for Christmas to get me in the spirit.  Doing that in China is a feat...finding cute Christmas stuff here is impossible.  They only have one section in the Christmas aisle...cheesy.  I did the best I could and think it looks okay.  Shout out to my mama and Amanda for sending me fun Christmas stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C-0RBJCI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9IHo0SwyQTY/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C-0RBJCI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9IHo0SwyQTY/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547945437916374050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought this here in China...the verse written in Chinese is Isaiah 9:2 The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light: those who lived in a land of deep darkness- on them light has shined.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C-W-ibpI/AAAAAAAAB8g/p9nzFevK708/s1600/DSC_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C-W-ibpI/AAAAAAAAB8g/p9nzFevK708/s400/DSC_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547945430054235794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee table decorations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C9uT2BsI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/EoVCdAy7cPA/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C9uT2BsI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/EoVCdAy7cPA/s400/DSC_0060.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547945419137746626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my best friends are flakes :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-YW9MEgI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/i2f4poZqw3E/s1600/DSC_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-YW9MEgI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/i2f4poZqw3E/s400/DSC_0065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547940379167035906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poinsetta I bought at the Holiday Bazaar with the coasters Amanda gave me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-X1Qe5HI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ti-8hghvzBE/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-X1Qe5HI/AAAAAAAAB8I/ti-8hghvzBE/s400/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547940370121155698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kitchen table &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-XaORGAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/RpTz7agzaeA/s1600/DSC_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-XaORGAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/RpTz7agzaeA/s400/DSC_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547940362864105474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tacky Chinese ornaments &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-XByl-5I/AAAAAAAAB74/eXlhAwcI-X8/s1600/DSC_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-XByl-5I/AAAAAAAAB74/eXlhAwcI-X8/s400/DSC_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547940356305582994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little Charlie Brown Christmas tree &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-WvEfZxI/AAAAAAAAB7w/zYxQeB7Riew/s1600/DSC_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP4-WvEfZxI/AAAAAAAAB7w/zYxQeB7Riew/s400/DSC_0074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547940351280375570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All lit up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1364311750139247133?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1364311750139247133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1364311750139247133&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1364311750139247133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1364311750139247133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s Beginning to Look a lot Like Christmas...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TP5C-0RBJCI/AAAAAAAAB8o/9IHo0SwyQTY/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-8824246073085870250</id><published>2010-11-29T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T03:56:11.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things That Make You Go Hmmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPNl109JO4I/AAAAAAAAB6w/91ayPaTO3iQ/s1600/IMG_0973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPNl109JO4I/AAAAAAAAB6w/91ayPaTO3iQ/s400/IMG_0973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544887541645785986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPNl02aNpZI/AAAAAAAAB6o/SLxMSkf_C3w/s1600/IMG_0974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPNl02aNpZI/AAAAAAAAB6o/SLxMSkf_C3w/s400/IMG_0974.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544887524856276370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it starts getting cold here they always paint the bottom of the trees white.  I have no clue why.  Anyone got an idea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8824246073085870250?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8824246073085870250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8824246073085870250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8824246073085870250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8824246073085870250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/things-that-make-you-go-hmmmmm.html' title='Things That Make You Go Hmmmmm'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPNl109JO4I/AAAAAAAAB6w/91ayPaTO3iQ/s72-c/IMG_0973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4805167472128488217</id><published>2010-11-25T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T22:05:08.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Being in China I always get to celebrate things twice...once in real time (future time in the States) and then again when it is the day for everyone in the States.  I'm thankful for so much in my life I can't narrow it down.  God has blessed me with so much I don't deserve.  One, and most importantly, with Jesus' grace and forgiveness.  I am so thankful for my family.  They are my rock and foundation.  We are a crazy bunch, but so much fun.  I got to talk to them via skype tonight (their Thanksgiving morning).  It was fun to see all of them and my cutie nieces and nephews.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oi3h-gnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/YHgTS1gIZqU/s1600/IMG_1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oi3h-gnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/YHgTS1gIZqU/s400/IMG_1003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543483139570958962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam and sweet Sarah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oipy_OTI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/gOMv0IorYtw/s1600/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oipy_OTI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/gOMv0IorYtw/s400/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543483135884212530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oiH3j68I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/g4QFF71hcpw/s1600/IMG_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oiH3j68I/AAAAAAAAB6Q/g4QFF71hcpw/s400/IMG_1000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543483126776589250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beckham and Mom &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oh3AxdpI/AAAAAAAAB6I/6UWLOrrjuUY/s1600/IMG_0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oh3AxdpI/AAAAAAAAB6I/6UWLOrrjuUY/s400/IMG_0999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543483122251822738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura and Ainsley &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5ohZMuvLI/AAAAAAAAB6A/jn5NH_HQsA0/s1600/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5ohZMuvLI/AAAAAAAAB6A/jn5NH_HQsA0/s400/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543483114248912050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew and Katie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously...what did people do before technology?!?!  I can't imagine.  I have so much more respect for people that lived abroad prior to skype, facebook, email, etc.  I don't know if I would make it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got to celebrate Thanksgiving with the people I work with.  It's funny, I never would have done that in the States, but here they have become my family.  I am so thankful to have a job especially in this economy.  And an awesome one at that!  I am thankful for my position this year and letting me get to know Sidney much better.  She is my saving grace here.  She is so great and encouraging.  She is an amazing woman with a great outlook on life.  She makes my days brighter and more fun.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPiH3ASf6TI/AAAAAAAAB7A/72LbPppjeE4/s1600/thanksgivingsid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPiH3ASf6TI/AAAAAAAAB7A/72LbPppjeE4/s400/thanksgivingsid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546332320146909490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidney and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPiH22cvaHI/AAAAAAAAB64/I9imctN5cos/s1600/thanksgiving10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TPiH22cvaHI/AAAAAAAAB64/I9imctN5cos/s400/thanksgiving10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546332317505513586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have fallen off the biggest loser wagon.  Ever since my birthday and stuffing my face it has been hard to get back on track.  Tonight the owner of our school hosted a Thanksgiving dinner for the whole staff.  It was good food and good people.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are onto two more Thanksgiving dinners over the weekend....I might be 700 pounds before December!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4805167472128488217?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4805167472128488217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4805167472128488217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4805167472128488217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4805167472128488217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO5oi3h-gnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/YHgTS1gIZqU/s72-c/IMG_1003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4743088114634121812</id><published>2010-11-24T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:07:26.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A piece of heaven?</title><content type='html'>This week we have an Everyday Math trainer working with our teachers.  Part of my job is to organize the schedule and host the trainers.  It is fun, but can be stressful.  So I was skyping with the trainer and she is from Atlanta, feels like my home sweet home.  We were talking about how I miss Chick-Fil-A so much.  Y'all guess what she brought... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO4WgRnTyiI/AAAAAAAAB5w/8rk5uEsKkNE/s1600/mechickfila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO4WgRnTyiI/AAAAAAAAB5w/8rk5uEsKkNE/s400/mechickfila.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543392935079561762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is a Chick-Fil-A sandwich in my hand!  She froze it overnight and then put it in her bag.  When she handed it to me it was still cold.  I made it complete by heating it up in the oven and pairing it with some sauce Manda sent for my birthday.  I WAS IN HEAVEN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO4Wkd6vTEI/AAAAAAAAB54/Fcdv8uweV4k/s1600/chickfilajess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 346px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO4Wkd6vTEI/AAAAAAAAB54/Fcdv8uweV4k/s400/chickfilajess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543393007101758530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess even got some...that is true love right there.  Sharing of the sandwich.  I don't know if he understands the depth of this little gesture.  We had fun being goofy with the pictures, lots more where they came from and she also brought another!  Maybe another photo shoot will occur... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4743088114634121812?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4743088114634121812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4743088114634121812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4743088114634121812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4743088114634121812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/piece-of-heaven.html' title='A piece of heaven?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TO4WgRnTyiI/AAAAAAAAB5w/8rk5uEsKkNE/s72-c/mechickfila.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2425929458893038005</id><published>2010-11-21T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:54:45.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnNRG_IWxI/AAAAAAAAB5o/coi3F7Cd-6c/s1600/grocery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnNRG_IWxI/AAAAAAAAB5o/coi3F7Cd-6c/s400/grocery.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542186510272977682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2425929458893038005?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2425929458893038005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2425929458893038005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2425929458893038005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2425929458893038005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/hungry.html' title='Hungry?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnNRG_IWxI/AAAAAAAAB5o/coi3F7Cd-6c/s72-c/grocery.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-1405041900399359295</id><published>2010-11-21T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:45:36.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Food</title><content type='html'>"Friends are the most important ingredient in this recipe of life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnJI5t0qwI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/roPMsNhYefk/s1600/sunday%2Bdinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnJI5t0qwI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/roPMsNhYefk/s400/sunday%2Bdinner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542181971225258754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for my friends here.  I wouldn't make it without them.  Last night Brandon made dinner for the crew and it was just like old times.  We did this more last year and I miss it.  There's nothing that beats good food and good people.  One of my favorite things in life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnKt_PfaXI/AAAAAAAAB5g/1rzteFjOmS4/s1600/headband.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnKt_PfaXI/AAAAAAAAB5g/1rzteFjOmS4/s400/headband.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542183707875436914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1405041900399359295?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1405041900399359295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1405041900399359295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1405041900399359295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1405041900399359295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/friends.html' title='Friends and Food'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOnJI5t0qwI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/roPMsNhYefk/s72-c/sunday%2Bdinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-1923775384743897609</id><published>2010-11-18T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T23:30:44.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky girl</title><content type='html'>Reason number 145,362,092,877 that my boyfriend is amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOYm_3FM20I/AAAAAAAAB5I/tqKIKCpMHQA/s1600/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOYm_3FM20I/AAAAAAAAB5I/tqKIKCpMHQA/s400/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541159270085352258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office smells fantabulous :)  Thanks baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way...have you ever played on &lt;a href="http://www.picnik.com/"&gt;Picnik&lt;/a&gt;?  If not try it!  It's free and you can do some cool things.  See...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOYnAMUnWOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/pnE4CVO8Shk/s1600/jessandme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOYnAMUnWOI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/pnE4CVO8Shk/s400/jessandme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541159275787147490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-1923775384743897609?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/1923775384743897609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=1923775384743897609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1923775384743897609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/1923775384743897609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/lucky-girl.html' title='Lucky girl'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOYm_3FM20I/AAAAAAAAB5I/tqKIKCpMHQA/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2145674226962233940</id><published>2010-11-16T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:32:46.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Nowadays</title><content type='html'>My new job...I could describe it all I want, but to sum it up it consists of a lot of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOM7ohbxfxI/AAAAAAAAB44/fC9AjFkYXXA/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-17%2Bat%2B10.14%2B%25233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOM7ohbxfxI/AAAAAAAAB44/fC9AjFkYXXA/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-17%2Bat%2B10.14%2B%25233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540337533951508242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPUTER TIME...lots of time checking reports, organizing files, emailing people across the world to find answers on this process, creating documents, searching for things, and lots more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I am doing is important for the school...but today I am having a hard time.  I miss being in a classroom, filled with students eager to learn and filling it with their energy.  I miss planning fun and creative lessons for my students.  I never thought I would say this, but I miss grading.  Yes grading...those awful piles that I used to give the evil eye I am now welcoming.  I think I am going crazy because I offered the Elementary Principal my help to review report card comments.  I told her I would LOVE to.  No sane person does that, but I did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I sat working at my computer for so long my eyes crossed...I kept thinking how do people at an office job do it?  I have a lot more respect for you now that I have fell victim to my butt falling asleep, backaches, crossing eyes, headaches, and carpal tunnel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I like things about my job and I feel honored to be in this position.  I just needed to vent.  I just miss teaching.  Keeping adults and teachers happy is way harder than keeping students happy...I'm just saying...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now onto my next meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOM-EUg_EVI/AAAAAAAAB5A/X33kHWSv83c/s1600/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-17%2Bat%2B10.29%2B%25232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOM-EUg_EVI/AAAAAAAAB5A/X33kHWSv83c/s400/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-17%2Bat%2B10.29%2B%25232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540340210543300946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I did just blog from work.  I needed a release before I went crazy...I'll be kicking myself in .2 seconds for wasting time, but I released...ahh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2145674226962233940?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2145674226962233940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2145674226962233940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2145674226962233940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2145674226962233940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/work-nowadays.html' title='Work Nowadays'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOM7ohbxfxI/AAAAAAAAB44/fC9AjFkYXXA/s72-c/Photo%2Bon%2B2010-11-17%2Bat%2B10.14%2B%25233.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4208347785236277412</id><published>2010-11-14T17:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T18:11:12.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packages!!!</title><content type='html'>Whenever someone here receives a package it is a celebration for all.  On Friday as I was heading to the bus for basketball practice the guard was carrying packages.  He pointed at me.  I had not one, but TWO packages!!  I was so happy.  It seriously made my week!  Granted I knew they were coming, it was still so exciting to get them.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSx81bPwI/AAAAAAAAB4I/nMRM3zar0ws/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSx81bPwI/AAAAAAAAB4I/nMRM3zar0ws/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588928507166466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was from Amanda my BFF and the other was from Amy and Katie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was filled with this wonderful stuff &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSyEMI9TI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/BVtBtq0rAVc/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSyEMI9TI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/BVtBtq0rAVc/s400/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588930481485106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep you are seeing correctly...those are some sensational Chick-Fil-A sauces and real RANCH!!! Also, HOMEMADE cookies!! There was one more box of Reese's, but I already ate them! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSyniRyOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/mSkqLaWMUyU/s1600/DSC_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSyniRyOI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/mSkqLaWMUyU/s400/DSC_0006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588939969579234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute fashion stuff...earrings, bracelet, scarf, and some super cute boots.  The bummer with the boots is they don't fit.  I'm on operation get boots back to the States for exchanging...not sure the best way to do it yet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSyyjc2UI/AAAAAAAAB4o/nW9svzxa-E4/s1600/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSyyjc2UI/AAAAAAAAB4o/nW9svzxa-E4/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588942927288642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSy88YRfI/AAAAAAAAB4g/zqtESN8daWs/s1600/DSC_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSy88YRfI/AAAAAAAAB4g/zqtESN8daWs/s400/DSC_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539588945716200946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Christmas stuff Amanda sent.  I love the little ornament and the fun coasters.  They have conversation starters and fun things to do at a Christmas party.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCTA5iG1rI/AAAAAAAAB4w/eLNKubjUNk0/s1600/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCTA5iG1rI/AAAAAAAAB4w/eLNKubjUNk0/s400/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539589185318868658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added their sweet cards to my entry table.  It makes me smile with all the love in those cards.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Amanda, Amy, and Katie for the packages.  It was so thoughtful and truly made my week!!!  You are such good sisters (Amanda is basically a sister) I feel so blessed to have you in my life!  Love you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4208347785236277412?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4208347785236277412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4208347785236277412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4208347785236277412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4208347785236277412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/packages.html' title='Packages!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TOCSx81bPwI/AAAAAAAAB4I/nMRM3zar0ws/s72-c/DSC_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2965392325752390489</id><published>2010-11-11T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T04:00:25.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10!!!!</title><content type='html'>I have had this post for awhile, just forgot to press send.  Apparently &lt;a href="http://katiescott321.blogspot.com/"&gt;someone (not naming names)&lt;/a&gt; wanted to make this a competition.  So I WIN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Confession:  &lt;br /&gt;I used to steal change from my dad's change jar...lots.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2965392325752390489?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2965392325752390489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2965392325752390489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2965392325752390489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2965392325752390489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-10.html' title='Day 10!!!!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2016545127717243003</id><published>2010-11-09T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:33:59.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9...Almost there!</title><content type='html'>Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 9: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two words to describe my life right now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUSY &lt;br /&gt;(I just tried to take a pic of my schedule on my itouch and it died...see I'm so busy I can't even remember to charge my essentials!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLESSED &lt;br /&gt;After all the birthday love I feel so blessed to be living the life I am.  I never would have imagined living abroad and experiencing the world like this.  Of course I am most blessed by the people in my life.  Speaking of which...go check out &lt;a href="http://animoto.com/play/koaOe6PvWBMP1IF6GeKH4A?utm_content=main_link"&gt;Jess' video&lt;/a&gt; he made for my birthday.  Some of the video got cut off, so he showed it to me after.  If I could ever figure out how to upload videos onto here I will show you some!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2016545127717243003?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2016545127717243003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2016545127717243003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2016545127717243003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2016545127717243003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-9almost-there.html' title='Day 9...Almost there!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5280735915041156426</id><published>2010-11-07T23:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:31:06.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Moi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNenDYzsdwI/AAAAAAAAB4A/LR905x6h6xA/s1600/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNenDYzsdwI/AAAAAAAAB4A/LR905x6h6xA/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537077943516034818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I thought 28 was so OLD.  haha.  Although I do feel it is old, it isn't in the same sense.  I am so thankful to have been blessed to be on this earth for 28 years.  Everyday I wake up and thank the Lord for allowing me to see his creation for another day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess spoiled me this weekend.  He surprised me a number of time and we ate at some of the best restaurants in town.  I think my competitors in the Biggest Loser paid him off. lol.  It was worth it.  He also made me the cutest animoto video, if I can figure out how to post it on here I will.  In collaboration with my sneaky sister he emailed all my friends and asked them to send him pictures and a little memory of us.  He put it all together to music with fading in and out.  It was the best present.  I got a little teary when I saw it this morning.  As much fun as I am having here in China, let's be honest no one wants to be away for your birthday.  He and my amazing friends here made it as normal as possible.  I am heading to a fav family tonight to have cake.  I'm super excited.  Then starts the real work...getting back on the healthy track.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone for the wishes! &lt;br /&gt;Some things I did in my 27th year: &lt;br /&gt;-Ran the Great Wall 1/2 Marathon &lt;br /&gt;-Went to Harbin &lt;br /&gt;-Fell in love &lt;br /&gt;-Went to Europe for the first time...London and Italy &lt;br /&gt;-Tried a tomato &lt;br /&gt;-Grew my hair out &lt;br /&gt;-Waterskied &lt;br /&gt;-Stopped teaching and took on another challenge...accreditation coordinator &lt;br /&gt;-Went to LA &lt;br /&gt;-Went to Beijing &lt;br /&gt;-Bought my first Mac &lt;br /&gt;-Had credit card debt...stunk really bad &lt;br /&gt;-Forgave myself and others &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I am looking forward to in my 28th year: &lt;br /&gt;-Going to Vietnam &lt;br /&gt;-Going to Xian, Shanghai, Guilin, and Hong Kong &lt;br /&gt;-Going to Cambodia &lt;br /&gt;-Going to Japan &lt;br /&gt;-Going to Korea &lt;br /&gt;-Being debt free &lt;br /&gt;-Getting back in shape&lt;br /&gt;-Going home to the States for summer for some R&amp;R &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there is more, but those are all my brain can pump out right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5280735915041156426?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5280735915041156426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5280735915041156426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5280735915041156426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5280735915041156426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-to-moi.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Moi!'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNenDYzsdwI/AAAAAAAAB4A/LR905x6h6xA/s72-c/IMG_0805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2805335800950405246</id><published>2010-11-07T22:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:20:12.030-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 day challenge'/><title type='text'>Catch up on the Challenge</title><content type='html'>Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 5: Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three turn ons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a bunch of days due to my birthday weekend!  Let me just state it now that I have the most thoughtful, creative, and loving boyfriend in the world.  I was spoiled the whole weekend with great food, company, and time.  My actual birthday is today...it has been a normal day in that sense (workday) but I am feeling the love from everyone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's get down to it.  I consolidated all the days into a catch up session.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six Things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.  &lt;br /&gt;I hate to sound corny, but I wouldn't change anything.  I think my mistakes have taught me lessons, made me swallow my pride, and tested my faith.  I don't think I would be who I am without my mistakes.  In case that is not suffice...I wish I could take back or change... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;braces...let's face it they are no good, add that to being the awkward years and it is a hot mess.  But like I said before...they gave me a straight smile. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distance...I would change the distance I am from my loved ones, but then again I wouldn't because being out of my comfort zone has made me grow and appreciate my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick-Fil-A, Baskin Robins, and Chicora...if I could I would transport these two fine establishments to Kai Fai Qu, China. Oh my heavens...that would be amazing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five People Who Mean a Lot to You...would add a lot more, but am sticking to the rules.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1: My parents.  Hands down the most generous, reliable, loving, merciful, selfless people I know.  I've said it before and I'll say it again, they mean the world to me.  I would be lost without them.  Sure, they were very strict growing up and I totally wished I could be watching MTV, but now being older I realize they did it to make my life easier.  So #1...mis padres.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejHR9HHiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/6ntKDaBiI_M/s1600/DSC_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejHR9HHiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/6ntKDaBiI_M/s400/DSC_0780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537073612349447714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejHJRCaGI/AAAAAAAAB3o/6OVsTi0a7Mw/s1600/IMG_0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejHJRCaGI/AAAAAAAAB3o/6OVsTi0a7Mw/s400/IMG_0273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537073610017106018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: My siblings.  At times we fought like Tweety and Sylvester, but now we are very close.  I love how we are all so different, yet come together based on our same core values.  We all love God, our family, and competition.  Does it get better than that?  It's so cool to see my brother and sisters starting their own families.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNekA5l9CnI/AAAAAAAAB34/yxLTm-nwMws/s1600/amy+wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNekA5l9CnI/AAAAAAAAB34/yxLTm-nwMws/s400/amy+wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537074602242280050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3:  Amanda.  My best friend since we were two.  She has been there through it all and we have been through it all.  She is someone I know will listen and help me no matter what.  Being in China we don't talk all the time, but we still pick up like it hasn't been even a day since we last talked.  This past summer she came to visit me at my parents' lake house and it was great to catch up.  It's funny to think we were babies when we met.  Where has the time gone?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejF_omArI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/XLPyc75L2_M/s1600/DSC_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejF_omArI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/XLPyc75L2_M/s400/DSC_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537073590251684530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: Jess.  For so many years I dated guys I thought I could change because I wanted to improve their life.  I met Jess over a year ago and realized there are guys out there that don't need changing.  Things with us our so easy.  He has helped me grow into myself and see the differences in the world for what they are...great.  He means so much to me because we can talk about anything...faith, sports, teaching, environment, and the list could go on and on.  He makes me laugh when I want to cry and always puts things in perspective for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejGooNWDI/AAAAAAAAB3g/hK7s3DEA7H4/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejGooNWDI/AAAAAAAAB3g/hK7s3DEA7H4/s400/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537073601255921714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: Katie Ro.  I think Katie Ro and I are soul mates.  We are both complete dorks that love to dance to hip hop and then 80s music the next song.  We laugh and cry at the same movies.  We have been through it all with men...and I mean it all.  I have to laugh at some of the things we put up with, but now we are both stronger for it.  She is an amazingly HARD WORKER and so thoughtful.  I'm glad to have her as my best friend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejGDjFRbI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/aRFj707KHAU/s1600/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejGDjFRbI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/aRFj707KHAU/s400/DSC_0788.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537073591302309298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honorable Mention:  Nieces and nephews, Veronica, Kara, Laney, Shannon, Mivvers, Willie, Suzanne, Krissy, and last but not least Brandon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four Turn Offs &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. LYING &lt;br /&gt;2. Being late &lt;br /&gt;3. Bad breath &lt;br /&gt;4. Cockiness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three Turn Ons &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Smile &lt;br /&gt;2. Great personality &lt;br /&gt;3. Thoughtfulness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO MORE DAYS! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2805335800950405246?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2805335800950405246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2805335800950405246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2805335800950405246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2805335800950405246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/catch-up-on-challenge.html' title='Catch up on the Challenge'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNejHR9HHiI/AAAAAAAAB3w/6ntKDaBiI_M/s72-c/DSC_0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-326724679366859142</id><published>2010-11-04T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T04:42:11.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day four, is it over yet?</title><content type='html'>So it's only day four and I'm already sick of this.  I feel like I should just do them all in one day, I have too much to do to sit and think up all these things.  Today's is lame...maybe tomorrow's will be better.  Sorry for the lameness!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one &lt;br /&gt;my family and friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;br /&gt;memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;food &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four &lt;br /&gt;my bed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five &lt;br /&gt;what ifs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six &lt;br /&gt;song lyrics &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven &lt;br /&gt;work stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-326724679366859142?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/326724679366859142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=326724679366859142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/326724679366859142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/326724679366859142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-four-is-it-over-yet.html' title='Day four, is it over yet?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5939319862866352999</id><published>2010-11-03T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:29:52.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Care to dance?</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Love like you'll never be hurt, &lt;br /&gt;Sing like there's nobody listening, &lt;br /&gt;And live like it's heaven on earth." &lt;br /&gt;— William W. Purkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNENSqF5vAI/AAAAAAAAB3I/8rHcjnwB1Sc/s1600/dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNENSqF5vAI/AAAAAAAAB3I/8rHcjnwB1Sc/s400/dancing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535220031202900994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I was walking to our bus that takes us into Kai Fi Qui for shopping I saw the cutest and most beautiful thing...couples dancing right outside the shopping center.  Now this isn't the first time I have seen it, I actually see it quite often, but last night I stopped and watched.  I stopped and watched for a little (not too long b/c I didn't want to miss the bus) and I couldn't help but just smile.  All the couples were radiating with happiness.  They were not aware of their surroundings, just enjoying the moment for what it was.  I love when little things like this pass my path and remind me that this is what life is about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5939319862866352999?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5939319862866352999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5939319862866352999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5939319862866352999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5939319862866352999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/care-to-dance.html' title='Care to dance?'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNENSqF5vAI/AAAAAAAAB3I/8rHcjnwB1Sc/s72-c/dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-8193420413130278132</id><published>2010-11-02T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:18:35.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 day challenge'/><title type='text'>Day 3...Things That Make me Happy</title><content type='html'>Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 3: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one &lt;br /&gt;Hope. Faith. Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ_TIKZFI/AAAAAAAAB2g/JewEfYZT8-I/s1600/cross.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ_TIKZFI/AAAAAAAAB2g/JewEfYZT8-I/s400/cross.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535216400085967954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;br /&gt;Music...all kinds, but especially something you can dance to.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ_Q0xXSI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pOfg123ojjI/s1600/music.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ_Q0xXSI/AAAAAAAAB2o/pOfg123ojjI/s400/music.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535216399467765026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;my macbook pro, how did I ever deal before it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ-h0hMvI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/foGlDs350m4/s1600/macbook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ-h0hMvI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/foGlDs350m4/s400/macbook.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535216386850239218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four&lt;br /&gt;chocolate...enough said.  Any kind (except Mounds and Almond Joy no thank you!) I'll eat right up.  All time favorite...anything peanut butter and chocolate aka Reese's, BR Peanut Butter and Chocolate, Peanut M&amp;Ms....yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ-B7QdcI/AAAAAAAAB2I/0hS4iLy0pjM/s1600/chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ-B7QdcI/AAAAAAAAB2I/0hS4iLy0pjM/s400/chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535216378288567746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five &lt;br /&gt;mascara...I feel weird without it...love the kind I use, it comes off in tubes and stays on when I need it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ-sVE2XI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/1CVw8PsI0II/s1600/mascara.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ-sVE2XI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/1CVw8PsI0II/s400/mascara.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535216389671147890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six &lt;br /&gt;Skype...keeps me in touch with my loved ones  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNELeUoQ09I/AAAAAAAAB2w/tM2i2whH4tI/s1600/skype.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNELeUoQ09I/AAAAAAAAB2w/tM2i2whH4tI/s400/skype.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535218032576615378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven &lt;br /&gt;massages...how did I ever survive without one every month (sometimes more!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNELerXY1dI/AAAAAAAAB24/g0gi2FKHb20/s1600/massage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNELerXY1dI/AAAAAAAAB24/g0gi2FKHb20/s400/massage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535218038679852498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight &lt;br /&gt;laughter...yea I know, laughter is not technically a thing, but I was drawing a blank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNELfGABO2I/AAAAAAAAB3A/bGmqtVRVrMU/s1600/laughing+fubball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNELfGABO2I/AAAAAAAAB3A/bGmqtVRVrMU/s400/laughing+fubball.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535218045829593954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things I would have said if I hadn't spent the last 15 months of my life in China...TV, fast food, ice cream, car, credit card, Dr. Pepper, facebook, newest fashion items, Target, Chick-Fil-A, baths, choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8193420413130278132?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8193420413130278132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8193420413130278132&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8193420413130278132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8193420413130278132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-3things-that-make-me-happy.html' title='Day 3...Things That Make me Happy'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNEJ_TIKZFI/AAAAAAAAB2g/JewEfYZT8-I/s72-c/cross.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5932050522905510449</id><published>2010-11-02T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T06:22:46.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2...secrets revealed</title><content type='html'>So far, not too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten people right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one &lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep with socks on, if I do I get nightmares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANrhfnqbI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/FdfG5ZZ4h0g/s1600/socks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANrhfnqbI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/FdfG5ZZ4h0g/s400/socks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534938983414868402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two &lt;br /&gt;I have a fake tooth...it's rather new, less than 2 years old.  Can you guess which one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO-MNzVAI/AAAAAAAAB14/JQ-Abb5-g6s/s1600/tooth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO-MNzVAI/AAAAAAAAB14/JQ-Abb5-g6s/s400/tooth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534940403632133122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three &lt;br /&gt;I am a texture freak...this is applicable in all things...food, touch, seeing a weird texture, etc.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANr6_eJWI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/_er9O_QyFmg/s1600/tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANr6_eJWI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/_er9O_QyFmg/s400/tomato.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534938990259348834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;four &lt;br /&gt;I have real deja vu often...I'm talking stuff that already has happened happens again, the exact same way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANrSm3aRI/AAAAAAAAB1A/NXldDvxi7lo/s1600/deja+vu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANrSm3aRI/AAAAAAAAB1A/NXldDvxi7lo/s400/deja+vu.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534938979418728722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;five &lt;br /&gt;I multitask in the shower...some people sing, I multi-task. Yep, super talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANriRlEvI/AAAAAAAAB1I/6YU-9DqzP6I/s1600/shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANriRlEvI/AAAAAAAAB1I/6YU-9DqzP6I/s400/shower.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534938983624413938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;six &lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine was killed on New Years junior year...I haven't like New Years since.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO9jBdIgI/AAAAAAAAB1g/tvkOvnHiZx8/s1600/nye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 206px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO9jBdIgI/AAAAAAAAB1g/tvkOvnHiZx8/s400/nye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534940392574493186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven &lt;br /&gt;I end my nightly prayer the same every night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO91ZAxNI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ybexyAsjgV4/s1600/prayer.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 154px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO91ZAxNI/AAAAAAAAB1w/ybexyAsjgV4/s400/prayer.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534940397505135826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eight &lt;br /&gt;I am a blog "lurker", I find it interesting to read about other people's lives that are my age.  Even more interesting to see how different things are, but still similar enough.  I rarely comment because I don't know if that is acceptable or creepy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAP4jGc4JI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Z8vPflX-dUA/s1600/lurker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAP4jGc4JI/AAAAAAAAB2A/Z8vPflX-dUA/s400/lurker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534941406207729810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine&lt;br /&gt;I like to pop pimples...gross I know, but true none-the-less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO9r4DNvI/AAAAAAAAB1o/2FaB-dt5huU/s1600/pimple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 157px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNAO9r4DNvI/AAAAAAAAB1o/2FaB-dt5huU/s400/pimple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534940394950964978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5932050522905510449?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5932050522905510449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5932050522905510449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5932050522905510449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5932050522905510449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/day-2secrets-revealed.html' title='Day 2...secrets revealed'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TNANrhfnqbI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/FdfG5ZZ4h0g/s72-c/socks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-338146684980912037</id><published>2010-11-01T03:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T04:03:12.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 day challenge'/><title type='text'>Always up for a challenge...10 days, that's a lot of blogging</title><content type='html'>So there's a little challenge going around in the blog world.  I figured I wanted to get more into my blog, so I'll try it.  Here's the rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: Ten things you want to say to ten people right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: Nine things about yourself that most people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Eight things you couldn't live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: Seven things that cross your mind a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: Six things you wish you could change or wish you would have never done.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: Five people who mean a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: Four turn offs.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: Three turn ons.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: Two words that describe your life right now.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: One confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mom and Dad-Thank you for everything.  Words can't express how much you mean to me.  Getting out and into the world has made me realize how blessed I am to be your daughter.  Not everyone had the childhood I did and I am thankful for that.  I'm thankful for you always putting God first and showing me what marriage is all about.  I'm thankful for you putting all of us kids first, even if it meant giving up something you really wanted.  I haven't learned that yet, but I'm getting there and it makes me more appreciative of your sacrifices.  I know I'm all the way in China, but I think of y'all daily and miss you so much!  Love you!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Adam-I know we aren't very close, but I miss you.  I miss seeing your family and knowing what is going on in your life and your family's.  I hope that we can develop our relationship in the future.  I'm at fault as well, because I just figured you guys were too busy.  I want to know your kids and them to know me.  I don't want to regret not knowing my nieces and nephew. Love you!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Big Pop-Even though we only saw each other a couple times a year, you were a great grandpa.  You were full of life and told the best stories.  I wish I visited and called more.  I love you and thank you for giving me such a good mom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Watkins and Campbells-I miss you guys and your families.  It is crazy to me to watch my sisters raise a family.  You two are so much like mom it's not even funny.  Julie with your crafts and creative juices and Amy with your gentle spirit.  It's fun to watch and I'm so glad I have you two as role models for putting Christ first in your marriage, family, and life.   Keep putting pictures of your kiddos up on Facebook, I miss them and that is my only connection!!!  Can't wait til this summer. Love and miss you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. KT-  You are such a role model, ever since I was little and it hasn't changed.  I know I'm across the world, but I still love talking to and hearing your funny stories.  We are so similar it's not even funny.  I am excited to see where you end up, who knows it might even be China!  Your love of life, confidence, and loyalty are traits to be admired.  When you walk in the room everyone wants to be your friend, it truly is amazing.  I love you and miss you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM6YnXTgxWI/AAAAAAAAB0w/amTZOJ0wlG4/s1600/DSC_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM6YnXTgxWI/AAAAAAAAB0w/amTZOJ0wlG4/s400/DSC_0783.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534528794123093346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Bball girls-I miss you more than words can say.  I miss our crazy times and the bond from competing.  I am so glad to keep up with most of you, and if I don't keep up with you believe me I hear from other bballers.  You are like my sisters and have helped me through so much.  Thank you for your encouragement and support through my quest to fulfill my dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jess- What can I say that you don't already know?  I'm so thankful you are in my life.  You have helped me so much to see the beauty in mistakes and to accept the past.  You helped me realize who I am and to have confidence in that.  You are patient with me and make me laugh.  You always know what to say and do the little things to show me you care.  I came to China trying to find myself...I did, but it wasn't in the way I thought it would be.  Through your friendship and love I found myself, so thank you.  I love you and want you know know how special you are to me.  Olive Juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM6eJXOgSFI/AAAAAAAAB04/rXoH_e-KGMU/s1600/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM6eJXOgSFI/AAAAAAAAB04/rXoH_e-KGMU/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534534875775780946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Veronica-You are amazing.  I have no doubt God put us both here to meet one another.  You are such a support here and I am thankful for you.  You help me see things from a different point of view and encourage me when I need it.  I am excited to see where you go next, and you better believe I will be visiting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Accreditation agencies-Why must you make it so hard to get accreditation?   Why so many hoops to jump through?  You are making my life stressful, and it's 6 months away.  I know you will say it is for the good of the school, but what about the good of my sanity?! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. PJ-I forgive you and truly wish you the best in your life.  I used to say that and didn't really mean it, but now I do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Others in my past-"I believe that our background and circumstances my have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.". ~unknown &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that was harder than I thought.  Being away from my amazing family and friends I could go on and on, but I'll just limit it to those.  Also, sorry for lack of pictures...I haven't transferred my pics from my old computer to my new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-338146684980912037?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/338146684980912037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=338146684980912037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/338146684980912037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/338146684980912037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/11/always-up-for-challenge10-days-thats.html' title='Always up for a challenge...10 days, that&apos;s a lot of blogging'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM6YnXTgxWI/AAAAAAAAB0w/amTZOJ0wlG4/s72-c/DSC_0783.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7008102506429053088</id><published>2010-10-31T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:11:37.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>October...here and gone</title><content type='html'>Wow, October flew by.  With my new position I am in charge of brining in trainers for professional development.  This month we had two, one at the beginning and one at the end.  The first trainer's arrival brought some stress as she didn't take her paperwork to the consulate in the States and therefore had no visa to get into China.  It was a mad rush to get her here, and because of our amazing help here we did.  The second trainer is a traveling vet, she made my job easy.  Both trainers were great and reaffirmed my belief in a new way of teaching and eduction.  One taught our staff about differentiation and the other about standards-based reporting.  Okay okay I know I'm a dork, so I'll stop talking about what consumed my October and leave a recap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My October... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Went to a coworker's wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5BeEHcUHI/AAAAAAAABzY/uxoPY50BygQ/s1600/DSC_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5BeEHcUHI/AAAAAAAABzY/uxoPY50BygQ/s400/DSC_1233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534432976841756786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Visited Dandong, a border town of North Korea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5CFWRuyAI/AAAAAAAABzo/2FIUG7bxOKA/s1600/DSC_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5CFWRuyAI/AAAAAAAABzo/2FIUG7bxOKA/s400/DSC_1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534433651731646466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My book club met and discussed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5LQVo2-NI/AAAAAAAAB0g/BkIjfvmlAD0/s1600/house-rules.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5LQVo2-NI/AAAAAAAAB0g/BkIjfvmlAD0/s400/house-rules.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534443736143427794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My J.O.B...(coordinating trainers and creating newsletters) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5LQEFH-lI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/er8psXt0jDs/s1600/standards-based.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5LQEFH-lI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/er8psXt0jDs/s400/standards-based.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534443731430144594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5LPelJ5gI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Irc5DN9_A0s/s1600/November+Newsletter+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5LPelJ5gI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/Irc5DN9_A0s/s400/November+Newsletter+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534443721363940866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Visited an &lt;a href="http://www.halfthesky.org/index.php"&gt;orphanage&lt;/a&gt; in Dalian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dressed up as a cowgirl at school for Halloween... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5CFxgHIkI/AAAAAAAABzw/hxHwPj4l_l8/s1600/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+11.41+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5CFxgHIkI/AAAAAAAABzw/hxHwPj4l_l8/s400/Photo+on+2010-10-29+at+11.41+%235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534433659039720002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and again as the Blues Brothers for a party... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5Hc6QNlZI/AAAAAAAAB0A/ak6tGBPvKEU/s1600/blues+brotheres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 365px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5Hc6QNlZI/AAAAAAAAB0A/ak6tGBPvKEU/s400/blues+brotheres.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534439554084083090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-and then again as a cowgirl for yet another party.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5Hcr8HOsI/AAAAAAAABz4/Gbdnuc4Wwi8/s1600/cowgirl+and+blue+brother.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5Hcr8HOsI/AAAAAAAABz4/Gbdnuc4Wwi8/s400/cowgirl+and+blue+brother.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534439550241684162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Made this framed photo collage of pictures from italy and cleaned my apartment (decided to give the maids a break!) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5Hdab7dDI/AAAAAAAAB0I/WH_4o7cY0JQ/s1600/crafty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5Hdab7dDI/AAAAAAAAB0I/WH_4o7cY0JQ/s400/crafty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534439562723161138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for November...my birthday month!!  Also, Thanksgiving is one of my favorites, sad I will miss being with my whole family at my parents' house, but hopefully we can skype or something.  I will try to be better about posting, this month was just really busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7008102506429053088?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7008102506429053088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7008102506429053088&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7008102506429053088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7008102506429053088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/10/octoberhere-and-gone.html' title='October...here and gone'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TM5BeEHcUHI/AAAAAAAABzY/uxoPY50BygQ/s72-c/DSC_1233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7755456066504707551</id><published>2010-10-23T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T06:27:23.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orphanage...</title><content type='html'>This morning I had the incredible opportunity to visit an orphanage in downtown Dalian.  Bright and early at 7:30 I got on the bust with ten teachers and headed to love on some babies.  I was not prepared for what I saw, driving there I was talking and having a good time.  In the back of my head I was glad I was going to see the babies and help.  I was not prepared for what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the building.  The only way I could tell it was an orphanage was the children paintings on the walls and up the stairs.  We reached the third floor where the orphans we were going to be spending time with.  When we down the hall the toddlers all immediately stood up in their cribs and were jumping and excited we were there.  We all split up, I got assigned to the babies room.  Claire, Agnes, Ann, and I were there and played with eight babies.  We were told they were 6-12 months, but we think they are a lot older just under developed because the lack of interaction and malnutrition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where to start, they were all so in need of love.  I picked up one little one and just loved on him.  His diaper (and by diaper I mean a rectangle pad straddling him tied by a piece of string) was wet and he was just staring at me.  I hugged him and tried to get him to move his legs and arms around.  Shortly after Kristen, the Intel mom that organized it, put some mats down.  We got all the babies out onto the mats and just played with them.  We continued to play with them for a couple hours.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were all so cute.  A couple of them had birth defects (skin problems, downs, etc) and the others were perfectly fine.  We were told that the children her are considered unadoptable.  I assumed they were all girls, I was wrong only one was.  Well we were told there was only one girl.  Until the end of our time, one of the workers changed the diaper and he was a she!  We all laughed because we didn't know it the whole time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I was glad I went and hope to continue to go back in the future.  That being said, it was hard.  Hard to see those helpless babies and have people tell you they are not worth being loved.  Who are they to decide who gets to be loved.  At one point I broke down and couldn't stop crying.  I felt overwhelming guilt that I grew up in an amazing home, loved by my parents and siblings, and had opportunities abounding.  Sadness that these babies will never have a mommy or daddy, sisters or brothers, and a childhood to cherish.  As crazy as it sounds, I felt God when I was holding those babies.  I just kept signing to them Jesus Loves You...I hope that they felt him too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip to the orphanage was good, but hard.  It was more than just a "feel good" trip, it was a glimpse into real life and humbling.  I continue to pray for those babies each night.  I spent the next couple days in a daze and sad, I am back to normal, but still have those babies on my brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7755456066504707551?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7755456066504707551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7755456066504707551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7755456066504707551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7755456066504707551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/10/orphanage.html' title='Orphanage...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5836553014881486401</id><published>2010-10-10T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T18:36:27.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dandong...stuck in the middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEbSIDyBI/AAAAAAAABxY/KayhRuiIPBk/s1600/DSC_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEbSIDyBI/AAAAAAAABxY/KayhRuiIPBk/s400/DSC_0903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527328984435771410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The friendship bridge between China and North Korea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we were invited to a Chinese wedding in Dandong, China.  Dandong is about a three hour ride north, and right on the river across from North Korea.  It is also where the Great Wall begins, but we didn't have enough time to do both.  Being the daredevil that I am, I opted for the North Korean border.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEcO3uN8I/AAAAAAAABxo/U5Wj5hrWjXY/s1600/DSC_0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEcO3uN8I/AAAAAAAABxo/U5Wj5hrWjXY/s400/DSC_0976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527329000741812162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(North Korea's coast)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH5n1ROrI/AAAAAAAAByQ/cWsGlFKnBYA/s1600/IMG_0659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH5n1ROrI/AAAAAAAAByQ/cWsGlFKnBYA/s400/IMG_0659.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527332804193499826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(China's coast) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate a late lunch at a great restaurant and enjoyed the company of my family here...the Smiths, Judy and her hubby, and Janet and Maddie.  After lunch we decided to take danger by the hand and went on a boat on the river separating North Korea from China.  Now, I'm not up on my current event policies, but I know that US and North Korea aren't really the best of friends.  Well...Judy recommended we take the official boat, so we complied.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEeHUNecI/AAAAAAAABx4/nv_XeZnbgEY/s1600/DSC_0980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEeHUNecI/AAAAAAAABx4/nv_XeZnbgEY/s400/DSC_0980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527329033073555906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Our boat floating in the middle of North Korea and China)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two bridges that go across the river.  One stops halfway, it was blown up in some war.  (Sorry my facts are a little spotty.)  The side that is missing was North Korea's, so where it stops is where North Korea begins.  It was so interesting to see the differences in coastlines.  North Korea's is barren and lifeless.  There is a ferris wheel along the coast, although the whole time we were watching we didn't see it move once.  People suspect that it is a fake one, to make the country more appealing. I mean really what country that has ferris wheels is bad?  China's side, true to Chinese style, was larger than life and full of buildings and restaurants.  If it could be lit up it was.  I couldn't help but to think what the North Korean's think when they look over the river.  Talk about envy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEbySVU0I/AAAAAAAABxg/LFk76ARS5_M/s1600/DSC_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEbySVU0I/AAAAAAAABxg/LFk76ARS5_M/s400/DSC_1032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527328993068798786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tourists trying on traditional Korean dresses)&lt;br /&gt;At nighttime the line was drawn even more, by the lights.  Now, looking into North Korea we saw nothing but pitch black.  Someone was joking and said Dandong probably looks like Las Vegas to them.  I'm not sure how accurate that is considering they probably have no clue what Las Vegas is.  We spent some time on the balcony of this lovely coffee shop and enjoyed the dichotomy of the place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEcje-qpI/AAAAAAAABxw/MhFhCf55szI/s1600/DSC_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEcje-qpI/AAAAAAAABxw/MhFhCf55szI/s400/DSC_1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527329006275177106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Where the lights stop, North Korea starts) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to the hotel and relaxed and then got a call from Judy and Joe to join them for dinner.  Dandong is known for yellow clams and they wanted to try them.  Little did we know what we were in store for.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH45ZDqvI/AAAAAAAAByA/TfME48jMKsk/s1600/IMG_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH45ZDqvI/AAAAAAAAByA/TfME48jMKsk/s400/IMG_0665.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527332791727139570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aligator, fish intestines...you know the norm) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner ended up being delicious, well the parts I ate.  I am still confused as to how the Chinese stay so skinny when they serve so much food.  After dinner we were all exhausted and went straight to bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH5S0bpcI/AAAAAAAAByI/ua6RcatImqs/s1600/IMG_0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH5S0bpcI/AAAAAAAAByI/ua6RcatImqs/s400/IMG_0677.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527332798552843714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Noodle fish...they were fish, but just tasted like bread)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning a bunch of us went to Xu Dan's parents' house to watch the "hide the bride".  It is a Chinese tradition that the man go to the bride's parents' house and pick her up.  The trick is before he can take her he has to get to her.  He is taken through some obstacles, asked questions (Who will be the head of the house when you get married?), asked to do silly things: sing a love song, yoddle, and bring food.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ6CPo3NI/AAAAAAAAByo/tGkN2Gcv-ZI/s1600/DSC_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ6CPo3NI/AAAAAAAAByo/tGkN2Gcv-ZI/s400/DSC_1140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527335010306677970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Xu Dan's hubby trying to get into the room to find her) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ6Ygt_pI/AAAAAAAAByw/bFXhaKzhHXY/s1600/DSC_1141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ6Ygt_pI/AAAAAAAAByw/bFXhaKzhHXY/s400/DSC_1141.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527335016283897490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(He found her!  The beautiful bride) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH6EnCN4I/AAAAAAAAByY/-X80yofySZs/s1600/DSC_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH6EnCN4I/AAAAAAAAByY/-X80yofySZs/s400/DSC_1100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527332811918423938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The all women band played while he was walking to her house)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH6ssHr3I/AAAAAAAAByg/lq7nBugu3z8/s1600/DSC_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUH6ssHr3I/AAAAAAAAByg/lq7nBugu3z8/s400/DSC_1113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527332822677172082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Kids from Xu Dan's village watching all the fun) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ7sxSfdI/AAAAAAAABzI/EcIA9JJSsls/s1600/DSC_1226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ7sxSfdI/AAAAAAAABzI/EcIA9JJSsls/s400/DSC_1226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527335038901976530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chinese wedding pictures...exotic and over the top)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ7HFqjrI/AAAAAAAABzA/j1l09W2nfUg/s1600/DSC_1233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ7HFqjrI/AAAAAAAABzA/j1l09W2nfUg/s400/DSC_1233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527335028786892466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Red symbolizes happiness...love her red shoes and stockings!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ688rSDI/AAAAAAAABy4/W4INmnstljU/s1600/DSC_1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUJ688rSDI/AAAAAAAABy4/W4INmnstljU/s400/DSC_1151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527335026064836658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It is tradition that the bride's mom send her on the way with food.  They normally split the food in half symbolizing the families are now separated.  When a woman gets married her parents lose a daughter and the groom's family now has one.  This goes on for the rest of their lives.  If they have a child it is the groom's parents' grandchild, not the bride's parents'. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLULT-mMI7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tCqdRKms8k4/s1600/DSC_1209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLULT-mMI7I/AAAAAAAABzQ/tCqdRKms8k4/s400/DSC_1209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527336555515749298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Once again, cigarettes at weddings.  I was told this is special wedding packaging)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5836553014881486401?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5836553014881486401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5836553014881486401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5836553014881486401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5836553014881486401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/10/dandongstuck-in-middle.html' title='Dandong...stuck in the middle'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLUEbSIDyBI/AAAAAAAABxY/KayhRuiIPBk/s72-c/DSC_0903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5344462313618242044</id><published>2010-10-10T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T04:43:57.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>Maids, oh how I love them</title><content type='html'>One of the perks to living in China is cheap labor.  I know that is probably not PC, but it's the truth.  Take a look at what some magical ladies do to my apartment every Monday while I am at work.  It is so nice to come home to a spotless apartment to start the week out.  (Mom, I know you are probably thinking you didn't raise me like this, but you can be proud I am helping out others). :) By the way it is ridiculously cheap, like $2.00 an hour.  How can a girl say no to that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGivEgOegI/AAAAAAAABwY/uC82bP__3fM/s1600/DSC_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGivEgOegI/AAAAAAAABwY/uC82bP__3fM/s400/DSC_0870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526377147306768898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGiwqt5SqI/AAAAAAAABw4/X9kVAy7k2_E/s1600/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGiwqt5SqI/AAAAAAAABw4/X9kVAy7k2_E/s400/DSC_0876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526377174744517282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen After &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGiwHeVrFI/AAAAAAAABww/O-Fz32pS2pE/s1600/DSC_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGiwHeVrFI/AAAAAAAABww/O-Fz32pS2pE/s400/DSC_0874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526377165284027474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom Before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGmL42trmI/AAAAAAAABxQ/as-4bScOdoc/s1600/DSC_0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGmL42trmI/AAAAAAAABxQ/as-4bScOdoc/s400/DSC_0880.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526380940930952802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathroom After &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGiv75LYRI/AAAAAAAABwo/r28B-aI1PfE/s1600/DSC_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGiv75LYRI/AAAAAAAABwo/r28B-aI1PfE/s400/DSC_0875.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526377162175373586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry Before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGmLaGmyuI/AAAAAAAABxA/w-w_YKcfDIU/s1600/DSC_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGmLaGmyuI/AAAAAAAABxA/w-w_YKcfDIU/s400/DSC_0878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526380932676111074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry After (Yes, I actually have to put it away! ugh lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGivuLXe8I/AAAAAAAABwg/T6knZAc9990/s1600/DSC_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGivuLXe8I/AAAAAAAABwg/T6knZAc9990/s400/DSC_0873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526377158493567938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedroom Before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGmLmTkUZI/AAAAAAAABxI/A6Pkhzc6Kmk/s1600/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGmLmTkUZI/AAAAAAAABxI/A6Pkhzc6Kmk/s400/DSC_0879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526380935951700370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedroom After&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5344462313618242044?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5344462313618242044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5344462313618242044&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5344462313618242044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5344462313618242044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/10/maids-oh-how-i-love-them.html' title='Maids, oh how I love them'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGivEgOegI/AAAAAAAABwY/uC82bP__3fM/s72-c/DSC_0870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2905115750704063158</id><published>2010-10-03T03:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T04:05:55.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Incredible India</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj679GL_I/AAAAAAAABvQ/68fDrGBdXm4/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+18.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj679GL_I/AAAAAAAABvQ/68fDrGBdXm4/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+18.13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523774807147425778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My Indian visa..showed up 3 days before I left) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to sum up my trip to India in one word it would be enlightening.  Not in the Ghandi or nirvana way, but enlightening in a sense that it opened my eyes to a different culture and part of the world.  I will be honest, I wasn't excited to go to India for a conference-12 hours flying and lots of people for one day.  After it, I am glad I was blessed and had the opportunity.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj76qOQSI/AAAAAAAABvo/a9tW677vTGs/s1600/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj76qOQSI/AAAAAAAABvo/a9tW677vTGs/s400/IMG_0605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523774823979696418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lavasa, India...the country's first planned city)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was humbled many times in India.  Everywhere I turned poverty was staring me in the face.  It was hard to take and my heart was breaking for the kids I saw bathing in the puddle of rain water or the parents sleeping with their kids on the street.  I wanted to stop the car and give them everything I had.  But when I looked past all the lack of possessions I saw happiness.  Happiness in the simpleness of life.  Happiness in laughing and playing games with friends.  Happiness in enjoying the company of others.  I had to ask myself, how do these people find happiness with nothing and I complain when something doesn't go my way?  I realized that I am blessed (I knew this already, but it just solidified it).  Blessed to have shelter over my head, food every day, clean drinking water, clean clothes, and so much more that the people didn't have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdPJyTCFI/AAAAAAAABwA/HGoU88N5X-c/s1600/IMG_0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdPJyTCFI/AAAAAAAABwA/HGoU88N5X-c/s400/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526371101410789458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One of the many beggars that came up to my car) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj8LEQ8uI/AAAAAAAABvw/9fsowZ77TXE/s1600/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj8LEQ8uI/AAAAAAAABvw/9fsowZ77TXE/s400/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523774828383892194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thousands of people were participating in the immersion of Ganesh on the day I arrived, these people were dancing around Ganesh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdPbG-pZI/AAAAAAAABwI/qqP__r_PzxU/s1600/IMG_0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdPbG-pZI/AAAAAAAABwI/qqP__r_PzxU/s400/IMG_0579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526371106060936594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ganesh...hundreds around town)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall my trip was great, sans my drive to the hotel.  It is a long story, that perhaps if you are lucky will get to hear from me at one time.  To sum it up I was driven to the hotel by this creepy man that kept staring at me and then kept getting lost.  The trip was supposed to take 4 hours and it took 5 1/2 hours.  It was dark and up a steep mountain.  I prayed for peace over and over again and thought I was going to die.  Let's just say I was glad to get to my hotel.  I learned to be more aware of my surroundings and completely depend of God.  Otherwise, I would have been freaking out  (more than I was).   I am thankful to have the opportunity to travel and learn for my job.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj7kIRewI/AAAAAAAABvg/DlLx1TEu40o/s1600/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj7kIRewI/AAAAAAAABvg/DlLx1TEu40o/s400/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523774817931721474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cows were EVERYWHERE, this one was stopping traffic...first thing I did when I landed in Shanghai, ate a Whopper!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conference was great.  I learned a lot and hopefully it will help in all my work preparing for the accreditation visit.  I applied to be on a visiting team for another school.  I am hoping to get the chance to be on a team before we have our visit in April, but anytime would be great.  Everyone says it is a great opportunity and you learn so much serving on a team.   &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj7MFttPI/AAAAAAAABvY/Ae7atDRBIyw/s1600/IMG_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj7MFttPI/AAAAAAAABvY/Ae7atDRBIyw/s400/IMG_0580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523774811478537458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A bell temple, people come here to pray for miracles) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdOiyYR-I/AAAAAAAABv4/yr_E_5D5IdY/s1600/IMG_0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdOiyYR-I/AAAAAAAABv4/yr_E_5D5IdY/s400/IMG_0583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526371090942150626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I thought this sign was really funny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 things I learned in India &lt;br /&gt;1.) People in some of the slums actually do make lots of money, they just live there so they can afford the luxuries (ie TV, cable, doctors, etc).  I was blown away by this.  Not taking away from any of the other poverty I saw, but still surprising.  &lt;br /&gt;2.) Gulup jamin is amazing.  It's basically sugar balls in syrup...where were these when I was growing up!? &lt;br /&gt;3.) Indian women are breathtakingly gorgeous.   &lt;br /&gt;4.) Bangles are fun and the men that put yours together are creative geniuses. &lt;br /&gt;5.) Don't carry chocolate in your bag in India...it gets very hot &lt;br /&gt;6.) Indian people have no personal space rules...on the plane some man grabbed my itouch out of my hand to look at it.  Then proceeded to take my kindle.  The guy behind me tapped me on the shoulder to ask what movie I was watching and if I had anymore he could watch.  &lt;br /&gt;7.) You need a visa to travel in India &lt;br /&gt;8.) People are so friendly and genuinely happy, no matter their circumstances. &lt;br /&gt;9.) Henna smells like cleaning supplies. &lt;br /&gt;10.) The people there need Jesus, worshipping idols is in every religion, but more so in India than I have ever seen before.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdP7c18bI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kM6udotS6FA/s1600/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TLGdP7c18bI/AAAAAAAABwQ/kM6udotS6FA/s400/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526371114742575538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rickshaws are the main form on transportation...fun and you get into all the action)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2905115750704063158?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2905115750704063158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2905115750704063158&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2905115750704063158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2905115750704063158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/10/incredible-india.html' title='Incredible India'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TKhj679GL_I/AAAAAAAABvQ/68fDrGBdXm4/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-09-19+at+18.13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-3389399838610986279</id><published>2010-09-19T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T00:25:54.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home sweet home'/><title type='text'>Living Room in the Far East</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb7afQue-I/AAAAAAAABvI/o4Mm_21g2B8/s1600/whereyoulivebutton.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb7afQue-I/AAAAAAAABvI/o4Mm_21g2B8/s400/whereyoulivebutton.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518874825875946466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to participate in &lt;a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/"&gt;Kelly's Korner&lt;/a&gt; Show Us Your Life...Living Rooms.  I know I am really late, but better late than never right?!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in China I wanted to make my apartment feel like home...it isn't quite like home, but it is my home for the time being.  It's a place I love to relax and entertain.  It's very simple, but I like it.  I'm thankful to have a western style apartment, it is a palace compared to the apartments here.  I guess my "theme" for the room is memories and travel.  I have been collecting artwork at all the different places I've gone.  :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6jzH0-_I/AAAAAAAABuY/XU7oi6WxEho/s1600/DSC_0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6jzH0-_I/AAAAAAAABuY/XU7oi6WxEho/s400/DSC_0857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518873886314527730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from my front door.  All the furniture came with the apartment and my contract.  It is pretty comfortable and a neutral color.  I can definitely deal with free furniture! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6m_2D0HI/AAAAAAAABu4/CV9yVkU9o9M/s1600/DSC_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6m_2D0HI/AAAAAAAABu4/CV9yVkU9o9M/s400/DSC_0859.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518873941269270642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting above my couch is from the dirt market in Beijing.  I love the colors and dress of the little child.  It is a traditional outfit for a minority group in China.  I got it framed here in Dalian, Jess found a great framer for super cheap.  I think the custom frame was less than $30 USD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6lCIrehI/AAAAAAAABuo/jnvWZqHiCr8/s1600/DSC_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6lCIrehI/AAAAAAAABuo/jnvWZqHiCr8/s400/DSC_0869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518873907524499986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The artwork on the left I picked up in Thailand.  It is carved out of cow's hide (spelling?) and was made by hand.  I picked the elephant to remind me of my ride on the elephant when I was there.  The one on the right is also from Thailand.  I loved how simple it was.   Had to get my Furman quilt in that Mama Scott made...I love curling up with it on the couch and also the memories of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6kubo8kI/AAAAAAAABug/L3Vnk24SeCY/s1600/DSC_0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6kubo8kI/AAAAAAAABug/L3Vnk24SeCY/s400/DSC_0868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518873902235316802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from the corner of the room looking at the TV wall.  I am still looking for a great piece of artwork to hang on it.  I am hoping to find one in India or Shanghai this week!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6lyxJs2I/AAAAAAAABuw/IJ5AUVbwQ9E/s1600/DSC_0865.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb6lyxJs2I/AAAAAAAABuw/IJ5AUVbwQ9E/s400/DSC_0865.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518873920579154786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bookshelf is filled with pictures and books, reminding me of home and my loved ones.  I can't forget my rockband set, I love to have friends over and have jam sessions.  It is great in the winter when it is cold!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb7ZmZpNsI/AAAAAAAABvA/AiRvBbye4Ng/s1600/DSC_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb7ZmZpNsI/AAAAAAAABvA/AiRvBbye4Ng/s400/DSC_0867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518874810612528834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had to put a picture of my fishies.  It's nice to have some pets.  They are easy to take care of and make me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-3389399838610986279?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/3389399838610986279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=3389399838610986279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/3389399838610986279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/3389399838610986279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/09/living-room-in-he-far-east.html' title='Living Room in the Far East'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJb7afQue-I/AAAAAAAABvI/o4Mm_21g2B8/s72-c/whereyoulivebutton.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2918600317306932561</id><published>2010-09-19T03:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T04:39:46.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Weather</title><content type='html'>After last year I know that I need to take full advantage of the warm weather before it gets cold.  The past two weekends it has been gorgeous.  We have been taking walks and enjoying the gorgeous sunshine, we are definitely not the only ones.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpuGDsMgI/AAAAAAAABuQ/i_VEK7Jyu1I/s1600/DSC_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpuGDsMgI/AAAAAAAABuQ/i_VEK7Jyu1I/s400/DSC_0833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518573896521757186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty flowers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXps1msnRI/AAAAAAAABuA/z3CTpVpxkL4/s1600/DSC_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXps1msnRI/AAAAAAAABuA/z3CTpVpxkL4/s400/DSC_0852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518573874925313298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Pebble Beach &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXptZOAI9I/AAAAAAAABuI/iTcHhV1Pd1o/s1600/DSC_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXptZOAI9I/AAAAAAAABuI/iTcHhV1Pd1o/s400/DSC_0851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518573884485411794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped and chatted with this man and his friend who was catching crabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpsZO7mkI/AAAAAAAABt4/o_iTyHUTjH8/s1600/DSC_0827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpsZO7mkI/AAAAAAAABt4/o_iTyHUTjH8/s400/DSC_0827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518573867309439554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the many couples we saw getting their wedding pictures taken &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpr3dqOuI/AAAAAAAABtw/M7ktXOP4OOU/s1600/DSC_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpr3dqOuI/AAAAAAAABtw/M7ktXOP4OOU/s400/DSC_0825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518573858244410082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishing...a pastime no matter where you are in the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2918600317306932561?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2918600317306932561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2918600317306932561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2918600317306932561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2918600317306932561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/09/beautiful-weather.html' title='Beautiful Weather'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXpuGDsMgI/AAAAAAAABuQ/i_VEK7Jyu1I/s72-c/DSC_0833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-3214537543479047202</id><published>2010-09-19T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T03:06:52.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Bulgogi</title><content type='html'>The other night I made bulgogi, a Korean dish for all of us.  I first tasted it last year when one of Jess' students brought it in.  It was so yummy so I asked her for the recipe.  Well not only did she give me the recipe (from her mom, she had to translate it for me) but she also gave me all of the ingredients.  She bought me the meat, vegetables, sauces, and even the asian pear it called for.  I was so shocked!  Diana made it super easy for me to make, she translated it with pictures.  I followed them step by step and viola! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXgXQR0PSI/AAAAAAAABto/80nq5E0-qmI/s1600/DSC_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXgXQR0PSI/AAAAAAAABto/80nq5E0-qmI/s400/DSC_0816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518563608523717922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how my chinese stovetop...lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-3214537543479047202?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/3214537543479047202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=3214537543479047202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/3214537543479047202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/3214537543479047202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/09/korean-bulgogi.html' title='Korean Bulgogi'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TJXgXQR0PSI/AAAAAAAABto/80nq5E0-qmI/s72-c/DSC_0816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2742900049815304891</id><published>2010-09-08T01:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:37:32.397-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Year Reflections</title><content type='html'>Recently, I reread my &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html"&gt;a letter to myself before I came to China&lt;/a&gt; to make myself realize how blessed I am and how real this is.  Sometimes I forget how cool it is that I am living on the other side of the world.  Things that used to be so out of the ordinary have now become ordinary.  I want to write a letter to myself for this next year in China and also reflecting on my first year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eVm2_lII/AAAAAAAABss/eHprn4XbQsg/s1600/CNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eVm2_lII/AAAAAAAABss/eHprn4XbQsg/s400/CNY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591056365261954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fireworks are always going off, for luck, superstitions, and to keep evil away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear self, &lt;br /&gt;This past year was filled with adventures.  You arrived after a &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html"&gt;whirlwind trip&lt;/a&gt; and slowly adjusted.  While others were quick to jump into trying &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2009/08/yummy.html"&gt;new foods&lt;/a&gt; you hung back and didn't push your luck.  You quickly formed connections with Veronica and Kara.  Hang on to their friendship, they will be there for you when you need it.  You stayed up late eagerly waiting phone calls from friends and family members that you missed.  When you talked to them you didn't let them know how much you missed them because secretly you were wondering if you did the right thing.  Your doubts would be quickly washed away.  You found a church with great fellowship and just what you needed being so far from home.  Your friendships quickly went from friends to your family through the experiences in a &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2009/08/yummy.html"&gt;new culture&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eVWguZHI/AAAAAAAABsk/Rj3V3OIZlBY/s1600/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eVWguZHI/AAAAAAAABsk/Rj3V3OIZlBY/s400/bike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591051976893554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(An everyday sight at the Golden Pebble Beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will take your first vacation to &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-heart-thailand.html"&gt;Thailand&lt;/a&gt; and fall in love with the culture, food, and people.  In Thailand you will become close with "the crew" and experience many new things.  You will learn to forgive yourself and accept people that are different than you.  We are all God's children and it will become more and more apparent to you throughout your travels.  You will learn Halloween in China is an extravagant ordeal, mainly because us expats cling to the American holidays as a way to fight homesickness.  You will turn 27 in China and learn that just because you are away from loved ones that you have your own family here.  Although you have formed a family with the ones in your life it still won't be the same as it is with your family. Thanksgiving was hard for you, you stayed strong and didn't let your family know because you knew your mom would get sad that you were upset.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7fYkEvE-I/AAAAAAAABtM/6uO5EZ9B0F4/s1600/thailand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7fYkEvE-I/AAAAAAAABtM/6uO5EZ9B0F4/s400/thailand.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516592206668829666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Beautiful Thailand)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made your first trek to Brooklyn and renewed your energy before heading home for Christmas.  It will become your mecca for good western food when you have cravings.  Before heading home for Christmas you will enjoy your first &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/01/traditional-chinese-wedding.html"&gt;Chinese wedding&lt;/a&gt;.  There you will open up to Jess, you won't know it, but a bond was formed and will continue to grow.   When you arrive back in the States you will be OVERWHELMED with all the choices and conveniences.  You will realize how blessed America is as a country and how much we take it for granted.  Christmas in the States will be amazing and you will spend all the time you can with the people you love. You will meet Matthew for the first time and be charmed by his cuteness.  After almost two weeks at home you will be sad to leave, but know that you are doing the best thing for you.  The flight back to LA will be hard, you will be by yourself and thinking you don't want to go back.  But once you see the faces of friends at LAX you will feel secure again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7fYJwzfcI/AAAAAAAABtE/zOTY1ZqixJg/s1600/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7fYJwzfcI/AAAAAAAABtE/zOTY1ZqixJg/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516592199605910978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Judy and Gomer's wedding in Beijing) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will fly to Harbin to see the &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/02/harbin.html"&gt;city of ice&lt;/a&gt;.  You will start the &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/02/fireworks.html"&gt;New Year&lt;/a&gt; off with a bang, and your crew.  Jess and you will pick up where you left off and become "official".  It will still be freezing, but after the first three months of bitter cold you know what to expect.  Winter will pass with bowling, card games, movies, nights in Kai Fai Que, dinners with the crew, babysitting, and of course work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eV4-6awI/AAAAAAAABs0/K_1QIjXgP2k/s1600/harbin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eV4-6awI/AAAAAAAABs0/K_1QIjXgP2k/s400/harbin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591061230316290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Polar Bear swimmers in Harbin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You will be relieved to go to &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/03/malaysia-aka-paradise.html"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;, it will be a much needed get away.  After Malaysia the &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-wall-12-marathon.html"&gt;Great Wall 1/2 Marathon&lt;/a&gt; will come up before you know it.  It will be an amazing experience, one that you will remember for a lifetime.  Jess will break-up with you and you will be hurt, more than you can imagine.  It will turn out to be good.  God will show you how to act and give you peace.  Don't worry, it won't be for long that you are sad.  You will learn that you are okay by yourself and that you aren't perfect.  After two weeks Jess and you will be back together and stronger than before :)  The end of the year will fly by and before you know it, you will have finished your first year of international teaching.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7fY3eAOrI/AAAAAAAABtU/J4Kl1YRQ1uc/s1600/towers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7fY3eAOrI/AAAAAAAABtU/J4Kl1YRQ1uc/s400/towers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516592211875084978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Petronas Towers in Malaysia) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not only be a teacher, you will also be a student.  Your students will melt your heart and remind you why you got into teaching in the first place.  You will laugh with them, have plenty of heart to hearts, and create projects you never dreamed of assigning.  You will see first hand the difference it makes when parents are &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2009/12/poetry-slam.html"&gt;involved&lt;/a&gt; in their children's education.  You will become the student and &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/01/village-school.html"&gt;learn&lt;/a&gt; from your students and experience &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/04/earth-day.html"&gt;your students&lt;/a&gt;making a difference.  Your colleagues will teach you that we only have one earth and to &lt;a href="http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010_04_01_archive.html"&gt;take care of it&lt;/a&gt;, something you had never really thought about before.  I wish I could tell you to cherish the times with them, even when they do get on your nerves, because next year you won't be in the classroom and you WILL miss those connections you had with them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eV6ssAHI/AAAAAAAABs8/ypejiYjKWGA/s1600/great+wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eV6ssAHI/AAAAAAAABs8/ypejiYjKWGA/s400/great+wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591061690744946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Great Wall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will look back at your first year and believe it or not you will not focus on all about the trips, fun, and friends.  It will be about you.  The process of finding yourself again.  You will learn to love again, not just others, but most importantly yourself.  You will know God has you here for a purpose and He will open up your eyes to others around you. You will feel more blessed than you were before you came to China,  even without the clothes, conveniences, great food, etc.  You get to see the world, and not just the world others see when they go on vacation, you will get to see the REAL world.  People bathing in streams, kids playing with dirt, dogs that don't have owners, beggars on the streets, and so much more.  Your heart will be broken by poverty like you have never seen, you will feel guilty, but then you will watch the people and see that they are happy.  They are content with their lives and that will shock you.  How can someone be happy with nothing?  It's easy...you just be.  Take pleasures in the small things, be grateful for what you have, be kind to those that come into your life, love others because we are all one.  That's how you do it.  Your feeling of guilt will be replaced by the desire to be like them.  You will appreciate God's creation more and see the beauty of his handiwork.  You will begin to judge less and feel more.  It will be a journey, one you won't ever complete, but isn't that what life is about?  Striving to be more like Christ.  So take it all in, you are only here for a little.  “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” - Mark Twain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eU3tgPJI/AAAAAAAABsc/ilN-vkzUJqs/s1600/crew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eU3tgPJI/AAAAAAAABsc/ilN-vkzUJqs/s400/crew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516591043708992658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Friends for life)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2742900049815304891?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2742900049815304891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2742900049815304891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2742900049815304891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2742900049815304891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-year-reflections.html' title='First Year Reflections'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TI7eVm2_lII/AAAAAAAABss/eHprn4XbQsg/s72-c/CNY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2075891348725489405</id><published>2010-09-06T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T18:06:12.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening in Jin Shi Tan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIWN2BWcd2I/AAAAAAAABsA/K_XHk0wN62s/s1600/DSC_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIWN2BWcd2I/AAAAAAAABsA/K_XHk0wN62s/s400/DSC_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513969278000068450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this picture while walking to Back to School night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2075891348725489405?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2075891348725489405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2075891348725489405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2075891348725489405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2075891348725489405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/09/evening-in-jin-shi-tan.html' title='Evening in Jin Shi Tan'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIWN2BWcd2I/AAAAAAAABsA/K_XHk0wN62s/s72-c/DSC_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2405021551648172246</id><published>2010-09-05T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:07:03.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupping</title><content type='html'>I remember a time last year where a student of mine had a dark purple mark on his neck.   Being used to DSS in the States I quickly went to Sid, my principal, thinking he was beaten at home.  She just laughed and said he had a cupping done.  I had no clue what it was, so I looked it up.  After reading up on it, of course I then constantly saw people with perfect dark purple circles on their bodies.  I was curious ever since.  Last week Jess got "cupped" and I have to admit I was a little curious.  I wondered what it felt like and being the competitive (crazy) person I am wondered if I could take the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now fast forward to Saturday.  I was picking out what massage I wanted at my favorite massage place in Dalian and saw cupping on the menu. Why not  go for it?  I got my hour and a half massage and then he brings in these glass jars (almost like mason jars).  I didn't look, but I had seen the process before at Fairy's place so I knew what was coming.  He lit something and next thing I know I am feeling like an octopus' prey being sucked up by tentacles.   It didn't really hurt at first, I was laughing because it tickled a little.  But, the longer those glasses stayed suctioned to me the more pressure I felt.  It was never super painful, just a little uncomfortable.  Right when he put some on the man said "not good...poison".  It turned purple immediately (or so I was told since I couldn't feel it).  For 15 minutes I laid there and concentrated on my breathing.  If I took a super deep breath, I would hear the cups clanging together.  It was a good pain, like stretching when you aren't flexible.  It hurts, but also feels good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIRk6cEt99I/AAAAAAAABrg/CBKaQGG3v9g/s1600/IMG_0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIRk6cEt99I/AAAAAAAABrg/CBKaQGG3v9g/s400/IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513642798939502546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at the two on each side that are the furthest out, those are the darkest and the ones that turned dark immediately.  The top ones are barely visible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of it was when he popped them off.  I counted 15...and then I was done with my first cupping.  I am not sure the benefits, I was congested before and am not anymore.  I am sleeping better, so who knows maybe the East knows a thing or two about medicine.  Now who knows how long these things will last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIRk6xHQbII/AAAAAAAABro/mODy6KhQcR8/s1600/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIRk6xHQbII/AAAAAAAABro/mODy6KhQcR8/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513642804587293826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A close up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2405021551648172246?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2405021551648172246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2405021551648172246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2405021551648172246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2405021551648172246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/09/cupping.html' title='Cupping'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TIRk6cEt99I/AAAAAAAABrg/CBKaQGG3v9g/s72-c/IMG_0491.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-8580197734287537208</id><published>2010-08-30T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:17:17.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dining Out...</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday one of my favorite families here asked if I wanted to go out to eat with them.  I of course said yes, they remind me of my family growing up and I have so much fun with them.  Their daughter and me at her age are so alike it's not even funny (only she is not bratty, like I was!!).  She is totally into basketball and soccer.  They are so sweet and always make me feel like I'm part of their family.  It is these relationships that I value.  It's amazing being in China and forming these tight connections.  I hope to keep in touch with them and many others after our time in China is finished.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so in this restaurant you get to go pick out your food. Sounds normal right?  Well, only in China do you pick out your food raw.  It was a major task because of course the language barrier and things look different before they are cooked.  We ended up getting some yummy food, fortunately we didn't get the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxtaTw1KgI/AAAAAAAABrQ/QPDOTNHlT7I/s1600/IMG_0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxtaTw1KgI/AAAAAAAABrQ/QPDOTNHlT7I/s400/IMG_0433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511400342743755266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxtZzGmqeI/AAAAAAAABrI/XUJjtoAnH_0/s1600/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxtZzGmqeI/AAAAAAAABrI/XUJjtoAnH_0/s400/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511400333976709602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxta29tHlI/AAAAAAAABrY/dNJkhWcDJq4/s1600/IMG_0435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxta29tHlI/AAAAAAAABrY/dNJkhWcDJq4/s400/IMG_0435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511400352192994898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole and Trejan letting me know how they feel about the food :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8580197734287537208?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8580197734287537208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8580197734287537208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8580197734287537208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8580197734287537208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/08/dining-out.html' title='Dining Out...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxtaTw1KgI/AAAAAAAABrQ/QPDOTNHlT7I/s72-c/IMG_0433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2669804369205366112</id><published>2010-08-23T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T19:44:41.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eighties party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxsKGFSkaI/AAAAAAAABrA/e2JlzDPUmh8/s1600/NKOTB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxsKGFSkaI/AAAAAAAABrA/e2JlzDPUmh8/s400/NKOTB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511398964681937314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've learned to make our own fun here.  Two weeks ago ( I know I'm slacking on the blog) we through a New Kids on the Block party for the new teachers at our school. (I created the invite above) Who doesn't love a themed party?  I had to laugh at how easy it was to find eighties gear to wear out.  I found the perfect shirt at the first store we stopped in for less than 5 USD.  The sales ladies were pulling out all their best clothes, not aware we were buying them for a costume party.  After getting our clothes Kara, Veronica, and I (aka Megonika) decided to get our nails done for the occasion.  Mine are still painted two weeks later and I have never gotten so many compliments on my nails, from Chinese people and kids alike.  I hope you can relive the rad 80's in some of my pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqhE8rTbI/AAAAAAAABq4/SRAymey7qmE/s1600/IMG_0375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqhE8rTbI/AAAAAAAABq4/SRAymey7qmE/s400/IMG_0375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511397160491109810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jess and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqgo0YtSI/AAAAAAAABqw/DrhNqLglxB0/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqgo0YtSI/AAAAAAAABqw/DrhNqLglxB0/s400/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511397152940143906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the boys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqf7qeYBI/AAAAAAAABqo/p4m4hdZOpvs/s1600/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqf7qeYBI/AAAAAAAABqo/p4m4hdZOpvs/s400/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511397140818976786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma, Alan, and me...they work with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqfRd7qbI/AAAAAAAABqg/XEaim5q-S-4/s1600/IMG_0373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxqfRd7qbI/AAAAAAAABqg/XEaim5q-S-4/s400/IMG_0373.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511397129492081074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2669804369205366112?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2669804369205366112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2669804369205366112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2669804369205366112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2669804369205366112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/08/eighties-party.html' title='Eighties party'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/THxsKGFSkaI/AAAAAAAABrA/e2JlzDPUmh8/s72-c/NKOTB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2343750039586992685</id><published>2010-08-12T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:31:45.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugs, Spiders, and Sea Creatures oh my...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVoTIkYyI/AAAAAAAABpY/ffJGr-rs-Ng/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVoTIkYyI/AAAAAAAABpY/ffJGr-rs-Ng/s400/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759532861285154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a girls night and went to the Dalian beer fest.  It was a sight to see.  Drunk Chinese people, bugs on sticks, and random variety acts being performed.  I didn't get down to the festival last year and it was talked about all year.  So this year I was going to see what all the talk was about.  It was typical with thousands of people walking around except this time there was plenty of drunk Chinese people.  Instead of regular street meat (chicken heads, hotdogs, etc) there was classy street meat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVnxDsB3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/_NuHSCPVOR4/s1600/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVnxDsB3I/AAAAAAAABpQ/_NuHSCPVOR4/s400/IMG_0346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759523714008946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Centipedes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVnT47KPI/AAAAAAAABpA/5cp8e9FdkeQ/s1600/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVnT47KPI/AAAAAAAABpA/5cp8e9FdkeQ/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759515884234994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beetles and lizards &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVm3__ErI/AAAAAAAABo4/UAUHJZcemQk/s1600/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVm3__ErI/AAAAAAAABo4/UAUHJZcemQk/s400/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759508397658802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarantulas, silkworms, grasshoppers, and mystery insects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTWzhvgRiI/AAAAAAAABpg/lhdTFoAN1aE/s1600/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTWzhvgRiI/AAAAAAAABpg/lhdTFoAN1aE/s400/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760825272878626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bees &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTXPggIAII/AAAAAAAABpo/p-VtI9jKxEw/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTXPggIAII/AAAAAAAABpo/p-VtI9jKxEw/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504761305976275074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica and Kara chose a seahorse...they both ordered one.  The man behind the table quickly fried them up and salted them a little.  His wife asked for the money...140 yuan (about $20)!!! We were like no way, we don't want it...finally after sign language we got them down to 100 yuan.  They ate their seahorses and enjoyed every bite...lol.  Not really, they said it was crunchy and the head was gooey.  I am proud to say I did not try one...I think I might have lost it.  It was worth the money just to see their faces and hear about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to show you the style for men here when it is hot...simply just roll up your shirt and stick your belly out.  So simple and yet so classy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVngbh6hI/AAAAAAAABpI/A71WIj6sxC8/s1600/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVngbh6hI/AAAAAAAABpI/A71WIj6sxC8/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504759519250606610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a great night, even though I was jet-lagged and almost falling asleep at the tables.  I missed my girls and it was so fun to reconnect in Chinese fashion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-2343750039586992685?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/2343750039586992685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=2343750039586992685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2343750039586992685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/2343750039586992685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/08/bugs-spiders-and-sea-creatures-oh-my.html' title='Bugs, Spiders, and Sea Creatures oh my...'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTVoTIkYyI/AAAAAAAABpY/ffJGr-rs-Ng/s72-c/IMG_0349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4174434783418661450</id><published>2010-08-12T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:13:35.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eastern Medicine</title><content type='html'>Eastern medicine believes in natural healing.  Jess and I went and got our ears "waxed" and while we were there we saw someone getting cupped.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fire_cupping"&gt;Cupping&lt;/a&gt; is very popular here.  I have seen countless people with the leftovers of a good cupping session.  It was bizarre to watch as this woman lit a rag on fire, twirled it around in glass cups, and placed them on his body.  It looked like it hurt, and when I asked in my broken mandarin if it did he said yes.  Just look at how his skin is sucked up in those little cups.  I had to be sly to get this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTTAv-jjCI/AAAAAAAABow/iP2Buc40DoE/s1600/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTTAv-jjCI/AAAAAAAABow/iP2Buc40DoE/s400/IMG_0339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504756654385892386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I was laying comfortably on my bed watching with a waxpaper cone in my ear.  I first got this treatment in Malaysia and loved how it felt during and after.  Jess and I decided to treat ourselves to an ear waxing and head massage.  Ah the simple joys of living in the land of eastern medicine. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTTAPCidiI/AAAAAAAABoo/kwHJD4tbEpc/s1600/IMG_0338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTTAPCidiI/AAAAAAAABoo/kwHJD4tbEpc/s400/IMG_0338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504756645544228386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4174434783418661450?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4174434783418661450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4174434783418661450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4174434783418661450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4174434783418661450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/08/eastern-medicine.html' title='Eastern Medicine'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TGTTAv-jjCI/AAAAAAAABow/iP2Buc40DoE/s72-c/IMG_0339.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2960986290180615099</id><published>2010-08-08T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T13:32:44.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't No Place Like Home</title><content type='html'>My time at home was a reminder of how blessed I am.  It was spent with a lot of family and good friends. Over the past year I have kept in touch with quite a bit of people (shout out to Skype, Facebook, and emails), but it just isn't quite the same as catching up in person.  I'm so thankful for my family and friends.  We had a great time while I was home.  Until next time...just a glimpse of some of the most amazing people ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8RvI1LoGI/AAAAAAAABnw/B2HZjn9hb3c/s1600/DSC_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8RvI1LoGI/AAAAAAAABnw/B2HZjn9hb3c/s400/DSC_0786.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503136771192103010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Rur0T1DI/AAAAAAAABno/dTO1Bo5-OaQ/s1600/DSC_0747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Rur0T1DI/AAAAAAAABno/dTO1Bo5-OaQ/s400/DSC_0747.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503136763403818034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8QfBoT-sI/AAAAAAAABnI/FcBBTo5fhaA/s1600/DSC_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8QfBoT-sI/AAAAAAAABnI/FcBBTo5fhaA/s400/DSC_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503135394869541570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8RuAMZRLI/AAAAAAAABng/_GcNikHrKkM/s1600/DSC_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8RuAMZRLI/AAAAAAAABng/_GcNikHrKkM/s400/DSC_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503136751693677746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Rt6ju8YI/AAAAAAAABnY/8upD-66HmUE/s1600/DSC_0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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This summer was a little different.  I basically travelled around the world.  In the beginning of the summer I took some courses for professional development in London.  We had a brief stop in Beijing to check off some touristy stuff before heading to London. After London it was on to the land of gelato, Italy.  Stops in Florence, Venice, and Rome proved to me why I love all my Italian friends (food, love for life, and pride). Next up I took a quick trip home to South Carolina to get filled up on love before heading back to China for another year.  My time at home was very relaxing and filled with friends and family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF788Rw08dI/AAAAAAAABig/CC2x8mKe7mo/s400/DSC_0244.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503113907183874514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Forbidden City &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My courses in London were amazing.  I did a program through &lt;a href="http://www.theptc.org/ttc/ttc.html"&gt;TTC&lt;/a&gt; and it was amazing.  I realized I was totally in the right profession because I was a geek and loved both courses and networking with teachers from around the world.  Internationally teachers are different.  They have passion and dedication to the learning.  Innovative ideas and changes to old practices were pushed and it made me that much more passionate about teaching.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF787d79xtI/AAAAAAAABiQ/gwR_T9D3bX0/s1600/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF787d79xtI/AAAAAAAABiQ/gwR_T9D3bX0/s400/IMG_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503113893271946962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF786-oPBkI/AAAAAAAABiI/o45UOMjRwCk/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF786-oPBkI/AAAAAAAABiI/o45UOMjRwCk/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503113884867692098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In London we had class everyday from 8-5 so we didn't really get to do much gallivanting around town.  The first day we did some touring.  We hopped on the tube and went all around town.  I have to say the thing I loved most about London were the accents.  It was also way more diverse than I was thinking, but then again that could have been that I had been seeing mostly all Asians for a year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF788z0K2aI/AAAAAAAABio/PlMc1hRc3Gc/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF788z0K2aI/AAAAAAAABio/PlMc1hRc3Gc/s400/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503113916324698530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London Eye in the Background &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7877E-4xI/AAAAAAAABiY/uN_D_0ZKs1s/s1600/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7877E-4xI/AAAAAAAABiY/uN_D_0ZKs1s/s400/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503113901094396690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Ben and Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_9pRjHdI/AAAAAAAABi4/Y7F9Mzy0F0o/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_9pRjHdI/AAAAAAAABi4/Y7F9Mzy0F0o/s400/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503117229209886162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guards at Buckingham Palace &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From London we were off to Italy.  We arrived in Rome.  We were in London just long enough to get used to hearing English.  It i amazing how not knowing the language I quickly reverted back to body language to get by in Italy.  We took the train to Florence and were there for 2 days.  We saw the Duoma and much more, but decided not to wait over 5 hours to see the David.  It was a wise decision...this way we had time to climb to the top of the Duoma (967 stairs in a tight spiral) and eat lots of gelato.  We also did some shopping at the street vendors.  The first night Jess and I went to this amazing dinner at La Escalareta, a restaurant that overlooks all of Florence.  We got there right as the sun was setting and it was so beautiful.  The food was amazing, I loved the platters of cheese and meat.  Coming back from dinner we walked around the town and fell in love with the Florence culture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_-sMSzDI/AAAAAAAABjQ/soka2bZBfCk/s1600/DSC_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_-sMSzDI/AAAAAAAABjQ/soka2bZBfCk/s400/DSC_0286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503117247173020722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bird's Eye View from the Duoma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_-WUBeqI/AAAAAAAABjI/g3bhXn-x4U8/s1600/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_-WUBeqI/AAAAAAAABjI/g3bhXn-x4U8/s400/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503117241299860130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutella Gelato...I'm in Heaven! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_-Om3XLI/AAAAAAAABjA/4sBp98yRp0g/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_-Om3XLI/AAAAAAAABjA/4sBp98yRp0g/s400/IMG_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503117239231405234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathtaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_9P8VEZI/AAAAAAAABiw/MFM21bt98S0/s1600/DSC_0290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7_9P8VEZI/AAAAAAAABiw/MFM21bt98S0/s400/DSC_0290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503117222409998738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Top of the World &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Florence we were off to Venice.  We took another train and arrived to a hot city of Venice.  It was cool to ride through to city on a boat, but crowded and hot.  We stayed at a place right near St. Pedro's square and it was great.  The restaurant at the hotel had amazing lasagna.  The streets of Venice were hot, but we quickly adjusted to planning our walking in alleyways with the ever important shade.  We spent three days roaming around and checking out the people, places, and history.  We went to a fun wine bar and had great food and wine there.  We learned that when a restaurant advertises AC, it isn't always the case.  AC can mean giving you thick menus that you can fan yourself with.  Of course Jess and I had to go on a gondola ride.  It was nice, but expensive.  Our gondola had been doing it his whole life, and learned from his father who learned from his father.  I asked if he was going to teach his son and he said, "No, I have a daughter."  I didn't realize women couldn't do that, but when I looked around I never did see a woman in the famous black and white striped shirts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8C09XBbpI/AAAAAAAABjw/1zqe_8TCi6U/s1600/DSC_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8C09XBbpI/AAAAAAAABjw/1zqe_8TCi6U/s400/DSC_0358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503120378517614226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival Masks &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8C0KhDm-I/AAAAAAAABjo/IhHcg4YZR-A/s1600/IMG_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8C0KhDm-I/AAAAAAAABjo/IhHcg4YZR-A/s400/IMG_0171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503120364869491682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canals of Venice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Czl8Q-0I/AAAAAAAABjg/iXTfjWeSNtA/s1600/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Czl8Q-0I/AAAAAAAABjg/iXTfjWeSNtA/s400/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503120355051502402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Silly at Dinner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8CzH6nbyI/AAAAAAAABjY/f-A3BH6Hb_I/s1600/DSC_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8CzH6nbyI/AAAAAAAABjY/f-A3BH6Hb_I/s400/DSC_0365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503120346991521570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Cool Architecture &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O8jpCLXI/AAAAAAAABnA/Muq8Pl79hg4/s1600/IMG_0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O8jpCLXI/AAAAAAAABnA/Muq8Pl79hg4/s400/IMG_0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503133703192325490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rome was the last stop.  The history was amazing.  I couldn't believe how well all the ancient buildings stayed intact.  We saw everything we wanted to see, but paced ourselves.  We covered the Pantheon, Trevi Fountain, Spanish Stairs, Coliseum, Vatican City, other random churches, and much more.  Of course there was an ungodly amount of gelato consumed as well.  The line for the Vatican city was rediculous.  Fortunately our hotel had tickets, so we didn't have to wait in the line.  I did however have to wear jeans and running shoes to get in.  I looked oober touristy, but it was a small price to pay in order to see the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sistine_Chapel"&gt;Sistine Chapel&lt;/a&gt;Sistine Chapel, the amazing &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basilica"&gt;Basilica&lt;/a&gt;, and more historic pieces at the Vatican museum.  It was breathtaking to crick my neck up while listening to the story of Michelangelo painting the ceiling.  It looked so real and lifelike.  I loved the fact that the reason all these paintings were done was to bring God closer to the "lower" people that couldn't read or write.  Pictures portray a lot, they aren't just for little kids.  Unfortunately I don't have any pictures of the Sistine Chapel or Basilica because I followed the rules that were posted everywhere saying NO PHOTOGRAPHS...I'm just saying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8C1MYyMzI/AAAAAAAABj4/dBKuPFJdGJM/s1600/IMG_0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8C1MYyMzI/AAAAAAAABj4/dBKuPFJdGJM/s400/IMG_0223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503120382551536434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basilica &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Ez4vsVWI/AAAAAAAABkg/lZbNymLwibo/s1600/DSC_0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Ez4vsVWI/AAAAAAAABkg/lZbNymLwibo/s400/DSC_0498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503122559122298210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bridge I Liked   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Ex1uCzdI/AAAAAAAABkI/EFY-HCo9how/s1600/DSC_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8Ex1uCzdI/AAAAAAAABkI/EFY-HCo9how/s400/DSC_0427.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503122523950337490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Churches Galore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NGbOBzuI/AAAAAAAABmY/_gqW9RkR3DA/s1600/IMG_0250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NGbOBzuI/AAAAAAAABmY/_gqW9RkR3DA/s400/IMG_0250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503131673707007714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside Vatican City &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NFioiz9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/P3zYTcWyj2A/s1600/DSC_0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NFioiz9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/P3zYTcWyj2A/s400/DSC_0533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503131658517401554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh COLD Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NEUy2Y9I/AAAAAAAABmA/Josv2UOHjO8/s1600/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NEUy2Y9I/AAAAAAAABmA/Josv2UOHjO8/s400/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503131637622662098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vatican Museum Stairway &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8ND98scQI/AAAAAAAABl4/jQ4_2YVHgK0/s1600/DSC_0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8ND98scQI/AAAAAAAABl4/jQ4_2YVHgK0/s400/DSC_0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503131631489937666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trevi Fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O78oTxpI/AAAAAAAABm4/pGo82aDXwGw/s1600/DSC_0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O78oTxpI/AAAAAAAABm4/pGo82aDXwGw/s400/DSC_0545.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503133692720301714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Columns was a Major Theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O7r_WmVI/AAAAAAAABmw/QUZtXIBiUrc/s1600/DSC_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O7r_WmVI/AAAAAAAABmw/QUZtXIBiUrc/s400/DSC_0544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503133688253552978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Sculptures &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O7Dwml5I/AAAAAAAABmo/LDyao4ea_6Y/s1600/DSC_0531.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O7Dwml5I/AAAAAAAABmo/LDyao4ea_6Y/s400/DSC_0531.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503133677454268306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vespas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O6izfLPI/AAAAAAAABmg/FID-muq0N7c/s1600/DSC_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8O6izfLPI/AAAAAAAABmg/FID-muq0N7c/s400/DSC_0513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503133668607995122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pantheon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent one day going to the Coliseum and ancient ruins.  We started out at the area next to the Coliseum (I am blanking on the name). We walked the path the people back in the day would have used to get to the city.  It was neat to think of who else had their feet on the same path I was taking.  The architecture in Italy is amazing.  So many churches with such detail, but what impresses me the most is how good they still look.  After thousands of years, you can still see what they are.  We made our way to the Coliseum and it was HUGE.  For some reason I thought that it would be open in the middle, I guess I saw Gladiator one too many times.  After reading about it, they built it up in the middle for one of the leaders families.  I did learn one interesting thing about the fighting, I thought it was only for gladiators but apparently not.  At least one emperor ordered his guards to toss unsuspecting spectators into the arena, for various reasons. The victim may have previously angered the emperor. Or, the victim may have been a complete stranger but the emperor disliked the way he was behaving in the Coliseum of Rome. Sometimes the emperor's motive was simply to amuse himself by randomly selecting a spectator to meet his death in the arena. It's crazy to me how they were so ahead of their time with all the architecture and art, but how barbaric they were. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8ExaYCRHI/AAAAAAAABkA/eJPxwThfnv8/s1600/DSC_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8ExaYCRHI/AAAAAAAABkA/eJPxwThfnv8/s400/DSC_0448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503122516610270322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Coliseum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8IHwgFtuI/AAAAAAAABlA/7RibsRTm5AA/s1600/DSC_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8IHwgFtuI/AAAAAAAABlA/7RibsRTm5AA/s400/DSC_0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503126199041636066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancient Ruins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NFE1YdCI/AAAAAAAABmI/uiELUd6drCY/s1600/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF8NFE1YdCI/AAAAAAAABmI/uiELUd6drCY/s400/DSC_0446.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503131650518184994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8910692680239812424?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8910692680239812424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8910692680239812424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8910692680239812424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8910692680239812424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-travels.html' title='Summer Travels'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF788Rw08dI/AAAAAAAABig/CC2x8mKe7mo/s72-c/DSC_0244.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-8969972754328696959</id><published>2010-08-08T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T11:12:50.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Year</title><content type='html'>I have been terrible with my blog the last part of the year and summer. Here's a quick recap of the last month of school. Right before school ended the Head of School called me into his office.  He asked me if I would want to be the schools Accreditation/Professional Development Coordinator.  It was an amazing opportunity for me professionally, but I knew I would miss being in the classroom.  I asked him to let me sleep on it and pray about what to do.  The next morning I came and told him that I would love to take the job.  I will be very busy and stressed this year, but I know I made the right decision.  I am not working in administration, something I never envisioned for myself, but that I am liking so far.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7yM2dpymI/AAAAAAAABiA/9WxmoQSD95o/s1600/b,v,k,+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7yM2dpymI/AAAAAAAABiA/9WxmoQSD95o/s400/b,v,k,+and+me.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503102097285565026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon, Veronica, Kara, and me at the end of the year staff party &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the end of the year comes class parties, culminating activities, and goodbyes.  It was hard to say goodbye to my students.  I had so much fun teaching them and getting to know them.  We had a 5th grade day that consisted of an awards assembly, kickball, a party with pizza and cherries, and yearbook signing.  These kids restored my faith in the future of this world.  Some of them will be leaving and I hope to keep in contact with them.  I already have plans to visit one student in Malaysia.  Who knows where else they will be. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7ww6xr0-I/AAAAAAAABhw/GIzIv0qRCKk/s1600/DSC_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7ww6xr0-I/AAAAAAAABhw/GIzIv0qRCKk/s400/DSC_0224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503100517895361506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bouquet of flowers I got from a girl...this is the way they do all flowers in China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7wwShzFtI/AAAAAAAABho/1tAxZPu2qRM/s1600/DSC_0216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7wwShzFtI/AAAAAAAABho/1tAxZPu2qRM/s400/DSC_0216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503100507091310290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th grade on the last day of school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of our friends here got engaged in May.  We had them over for dinner and dessert to celebrate.  It was good times had by all in celebrating their love and future.  I think one thing I learned over the past year is the importance of friends.  Moving to a whole different country can be scary, but with the help of friends it becomes an adventure.  God puts people in our lives for a reason and I know he is taking care of me by the friends he blessed me with in the past year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7wxdPwm5I/AAAAAAAABh4/uLd2mDbCeoI/s1600/DSC_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7wxdPwm5I/AAAAAAAABh4/uLd2mDbCeoI/s400/DSC_0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503100527148309394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A goofy Chinese picture of us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-8969972754328696959?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/8969972754328696959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=8969972754328696959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8969972754328696959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/8969972754328696959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/08/end-of-year.html' title='End of the Year'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TF7yM2dpymI/AAAAAAAABiA/9WxmoQSD95o/s72-c/b,v,k,+and+me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-5388146993835517565</id><published>2010-06-12T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T08:21:58.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educational experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinglish'/><title type='text'>Jin Shi Tan</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday we went on a study trip to see the different landforms in our area.  We went on a hike, to a rock park, ate lunch at a park, and walked along the coast.  It was a great day and made me reflect on how happy I am to be here and how much I love my students, school, and job.  My students are amazing, we had so much fun together.  The hike was pretty hard and it was a very hot day.  The kids had fun and didn't complain at all.  I had flashbacks of my Great Wall marathon training...ugh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj-96GH7I/AAAAAAAABgw/_0bM_8KWfNk/s1600/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj-96GH7I/AAAAAAAABgw/_0bM_8KWfNk/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481905473605476274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look closely you can see our school, track, and to the right our apartments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj_S1jAYI/AAAAAAAABg4/vzHl1EbIzVM/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj_S1jAYI/AAAAAAAABg4/vzHl1EbIzVM/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481905479223542146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call this "Dinosaur Drinking Water"...pretty cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj_4yXY9I/AAAAAAAABhA/z4uxzE6fRwU/s1600/DSC_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj_4yXY9I/AAAAAAAABhA/z4uxzE6fRwU/s400/DSC_0107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481905489410745298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being silly...we climbed like 40 feet up&lt;br /&gt;I  also realized that I don't get out around our bubble enough.  I bought a bike last weekend and my goal is to get out and explore more.  This morning Kara and I rode to the market on our bikes.  It was fun, even though it was raining.  We ate breakfast at this little place, Susan's, and then headed to the market.  At the market I decided to buy a watermelon to make watermelon in my awesome new juicer.  On the way back I was wondering why I did because it weighed me down in my backpack.  I also rode the whole way with the seat down to low.  I made it back and Paulita and Adam were like why didn't you just move it up...like this? Duh Megan...oh well now it is better for the next time we go riding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOkAXrA6sI/AAAAAAAABhI/SmcfwGveDtc/s1600/DSC_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOkAXrA6sI/AAAAAAAABhI/SmcfwGveDtc/s400/DSC_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481905497701411522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for your viewing pleasure...more Chinglish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-5388146993835517565?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/5388146993835517565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=5388146993835517565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5388146993835517565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/5388146993835517565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/06/jin-shi-tan.html' title='Jin Shi Tan'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TBOj-96GH7I/AAAAAAAABgw/_0bM_8KWfNk/s72-c/DSC_0064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-7601658476308938219</id><published>2010-06-04T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T20:27:24.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing</title><content type='html'>Before we left we took a quick trip to the dirt market in Beijing to get some artwork.  I love my painting I got, it's at the framers now.  I'll post pictures when I get it back.  The dirt market is similar to a flea market, but with cooler stuff.  It can be a bit intimidating, but so fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TAnCuflUfvI/AAAAAAAABgo/GOxDG_CkJy8/s1600/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TAnCuflUfvI/AAAAAAAABgo/GOxDG_CkJy8/s400/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479124525680721650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TAnCuHu4ZhI/AAAAAAAABgg/M7Btx_dOlZE/s1600/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TAnCuHu4ZhI/AAAAAAAABgg/M7Btx_dOlZE/s400/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479124519278372370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-7601658476308938219?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/7601658476308938219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=7601658476308938219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7601658476308938219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/7601658476308938219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/06/beijing.html' title='Beijing'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/TAnCuflUfvI/AAAAAAAABgo/GOxDG_CkJy8/s72-c/IMG_0815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-4981964435064639288</id><published>2010-05-18T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T06:34:44.856-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Great Wall 1/2 Marathon</title><content type='html'>I don't know how I came across it or what possessed me to do it, but I decided I wanted to run the Great Wall.  I'm ashamed to say in my ten months in China I hadn't even seen the Great Wall.  What better way to see it than running a 1/2 marathon on it?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words really can't describe the experience.  I was very nervous before the race because I had never done one and let's face it I was going to be climbing over 5,000 steps.  We got in at about 9 the night before and had to make it to the hotel.  We took the public transit (which by the way is amazing) and made it to the area where our hotel was.  I didn't think to have the address translated, I just figured people would know "Hilton".  Well Chinese people must not know about Paris and Nikki, or their parents because NO ONE knew.  We were sent to about five different hotels before we finally arrived at the Hilton.  We got to the room at around 11:30.  Normally this wouldn't be a problem, but we had to be on the bus to take us to the section of the wall we were hiking at 3:15 am.  Yep, you read that right 3:15 AM.  The wall was a three hour drive.  So we grabbed our prepacked breakfasts and jumped in the bus.  We all fell asleep and woke up to the Great Wall.  Seeing the wall stretch through the mountains would have been miraculous on any other occasion.  Somehow knowing I was going to be doing them and running an additional 8 miles didn't feel so miraculous.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat around and waited for the race to start.  It was pretty cold so we tried to keep moving...at around 7:45 we were off.  The race started with about 3.5 miles of switchbacks uphill to the wall.  We hiked on the wall for about 5 miles.  Parts of it were so narrow you had to go single file and hold onto a rope.  I didn't get a picture of this as I am beginning to realize I don't like heights.  Once we got off the wall we ran through villages with the locals cheering us on.  This is where words fail me...so I'll leave you with pictures for this life experience. Enjoy the ride...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUydpLC8I/AAAAAAAABf4/ukbZ3h19PM0/s1600/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUydpLC8I/AAAAAAAABf4/ukbZ3h19PM0/s400/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472600091880262594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUzUPdMgI/AAAAAAAABgI/YDQCGDp8IdQ/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUzUPdMgI/AAAAAAAABgI/YDQCGDp8IdQ/s400/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472600106536350210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUyzX1RMI/AAAAAAAABgA/sj0CqpCGYoE/s1600/IMG_0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUyzX1RMI/AAAAAAAABgA/sj0CqpCGYoE/s400/IMG_0754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472600097713112258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR9oPpfiI/AAAAAAAABfQ/eNcA_JRw5ug/s1600/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR9oPpfiI/AAAAAAAABfQ/eNcA_JRw5ug/s400/IMG_0755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472596985169673762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR-B7mGjI/AAAAAAAABfY/lmyVCRfShF8/s1600/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR-B7mGjI/AAAAAAAABfY/lmyVCRfShF8/s400/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472596992064887346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR-s3mdQI/AAAAAAAABfg/5FxsPio0Dno/s1600/IMG_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR-s3mdQI/AAAAAAAABfg/5FxsPio0Dno/s400/IMG_0781.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472597003590857986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KU0Dt17wI/AAAAAAAABgY/airrG6Qv81w/s1600/IMG_0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KU0Dt17wI/AAAAAAAABgY/airrG6Qv81w/s400/IMG_0793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472600119280267010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUzhTdbTI/AAAAAAAABgQ/D_8-kwI6yU4/s1600/IMG_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUzhTdbTI/AAAAAAAABgQ/D_8-kwI6yU4/s400/IMG_0761.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472600110042803506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR-wziy6I/AAAAAAAABfo/37IzkDvgWc4/s1600/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR-wziy6I/AAAAAAAABfo/37IzkDvgWc4/s400/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472597004647582626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR_RrG96I/AAAAAAAABfw/sF50qgRQaGs/s1600/IMG_0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KR_RrG96I/AAAAAAAABfw/sF50qgRQaGs/s400/IMG_0804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472597013470574498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the pictures portray the experience a little.  I realized a lot during the run.  Our God is an awesome God.  Jess and I were talking and I pointed out how amazing His creation is.  Jess quickly agreed and said something about the people.  I was meaning nature, but we laughed as we were both right.  God created a masterpiece with works of art all around.  It taught me to enjoy the scenery...both nature and the people.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zie Jian&lt;br /&gt;Megan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4561606035486044965-4981964435064639288?l=meganindalian.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/feeds/4981964435064639288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4561606035486044965&amp;postID=4981964435064639288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4981964435064639288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4561606035486044965/posts/default/4981964435064639288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meganindalian.blogspot.com/2010/05/great-wall-12-marathon.html' title='Great Wall 1/2 Marathon'/><author><name>Megan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12967336441608019389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UMGfy0Gkwzg/TZ5jEzcf5CI/AAAAAAAACMY/XLCxnZNDg7c/s220/DSC_0412.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S_KUydpLC8I/AAAAAAAABf4/ukbZ3h19PM0/s72-c/IMG_0727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4561606035486044965.post-2230800201850827906</id><published>2010-04-25T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T05:02:13.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='educational experiences'/><title type='text'>Earth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S9QuZW1j0sI/AAAAAAAABew/q6aq_LqF2Vo/s1600/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S9QuZW1j0sI/AAAAAAAABew/q6aq_LqF2Vo/s400/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464043261069087426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be honest with you, I don't think I have ever celebrated Earth Day before.  Maybe when I was little we planted a tree or colored some pictures (just adding to the amount of trash) but I honestly can't remember.  After Thursday I am asking myself why?  Thursday was a really cool day.  All week my class had been having discussion about our Earth and how to take care of it.  On Thursday we watched a pretty enlightening video about how we are completely using our planet to its limits.  Unless we start to change we won't have God's creation much longer.  We watched a &lt;a href="http://www.storyofstuff.com/"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; about how much stuff we use and what happens to it.  While I don't agree with all the political stuff she says, the facts are pretty scary and it really made me think.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S9QuaD2KCHI/AAAAAAAABfA/Qg4C4ef_Nu0/s1600/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4jT9MJDrY6k/S9QuaD2KCHI/AAAAAAAABfA/Qg4C4ef_Nu0/s400/DSC_0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464043273151187058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday afternoon our whole school participated in a 
