tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91868831137805766242024-03-19T12:42:58.560+08:00Raissa Gorospe PhotographyRaissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-30921887925139462542011-08-21T05:10:00.003+08:002011-08-21T05:15:34.684+08:00Pool FunRobert Capa said <span style="font-style: italic;">"If your pictures aren't good enough, you aren't close enough."</span> Getting in the pool with a non-weatherproof/waterproof camera just to get close might be a little nuts, then again, who can resist kids as cute as these?<span style="font-size:78%;"> <img style="width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/3.gif" border="0" /></span>
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<br />Andrés, Caroline, Daniel (and Brooke), that was fun! Thanx for having me there! <img style="width: 15px; height: 15px;" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/1.gif" border="0" />
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<br />Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-13138797648525478922011-07-15T23:19:00.004+08:002011-07-18T17:16:09.351+08:00Welcome To The World, Amanda Marie!<div>Just a quick birth announcement... Albert and Angie, my brother and sister-in-law, have a new baby! Amanda Marie, named after her two grandmas (Amanda for Angie's mom and Marie from Marissa, our mom) was born on the 12th of July at 10:53p.m. PDT weighing 7 lbs. 12 oz.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYtVSz4ZK46qOVX-RQAjeJExU7YqGojgdddpIqqyUO_SfhNGFqUZ2oFOO8uhl11pJncNYyitiE3RJ7i873UyhYt5EvC7aObLPhJPqQmkIgpxra9ModU7TNLLqbKSZaF46Pqolr1YqoW-HA/s1600/DSC05051.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYtVSz4ZK46qOVX-RQAjeJExU7YqGojgdddpIqqyUO_SfhNGFqUZ2oFOO8uhl11pJncNYyitiE3RJ7i873UyhYt5EvC7aObLPhJPqQmkIgpxra9ModU7TNLLqbKSZaF46Pqolr1YqoW-HA/s400/DSC05051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630616465507299042" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMNt9sSUf3kP1LE9yWSXlUb-dn7DE_Y5wuQRxnfl0RwmCxKdzdmP-rs-CdYLzWl0R1pX_AdBGStCexqYVB8JictOQeN6ZQbv2Ted4LuSIUwAy1NSIb5brP5hFZx1R5EqwRhuPHvO5aMwC/s1600/DSC05070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYMNt9sSUf3kP1LE9yWSXlUb-dn7DE_Y5wuQRxnfl0RwmCxKdzdmP-rs-CdYLzWl0R1pX_AdBGStCexqYVB8JictOQeN6ZQbv2Ted4LuSIUwAy1NSIb5brP5hFZx1R5EqwRhuPHvO5aMwC/s400/DSC05070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630616465434164386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /></a></div><div>Preciosa!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ3FPARTiWZwClMNUwfE-MkPxB0dAcN_4N99SoFZKjoublAiiNeevfy7OkzCSZbOYImZ6MKxn_fvlc7D5Qci96l8UC5EL36-0qPoy0vRP1A7MexDA_l8ORFYRLPrIsiQ8yVcUOzaRkH6jW/s1600/DSC05116.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ3FPARTiWZwClMNUwfE-MkPxB0dAcN_4N99SoFZKjoublAiiNeevfy7OkzCSZbOYImZ6MKxn_fvlc7D5Qci96l8UC5EL36-0qPoy0vRP1A7MexDA_l8ORFYRLPrIsiQ8yVcUOzaRkH6jW/s400/DSC05116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629600322115010930" /></a><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-I-0AuKVf5qo4ELlClfxilm5f-EUKLK3jBCf-hNY8ChstkXieo_tDC8NYQ6Ljz_MTbI8YODaO_amnEdN0VKrbgtKW22er1fY2IOKPsojAF0Tj2lFcEwugNih1f2EjUDi5OLEiSofje2fT/s1600/DSC05119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-I-0AuKVf5qo4ELlClfxilm5f-EUKLK3jBCf-hNY8ChstkXieo_tDC8NYQ6Ljz_MTbI8YODaO_amnEdN0VKrbgtKW22er1fY2IOKPsojAF0Tj2lFcEwugNih1f2EjUDi5OLEiSofje2fT/s400/DSC05119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629600313210519330" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6ZRaSi56wyiAqJthTeeGX5TdLGH11A2XJLlm452ZX-StTtQKgC0Pz0oUF92DAofU4N__NO6j80B0PcmM0W55-LnT_vOJUqLoQiyNH8Xvy8TCcn1_rJUVy6NjnxGP0bii_X5WezRev00L/s1600/DSC05120.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6ZRaSi56wyiAqJthTeeGX5TdLGH11A2XJLlm452ZX-StTtQKgC0Pz0oUF92DAofU4N__NO6j80B0PcmM0W55-LnT_vOJUqLoQiyNH8Xvy8TCcn1_rJUVy6NjnxGP0bii_X5WezRev00L/s400/DSC05120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629600309276076258" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6ZRaSi56wyiAqJthTeeGX5TdLGH11A2XJLlm452ZX-StTtQKgC0Pz0oUF92DAofU4N__NO6j80B0PcmM0W55-LnT_vOJUqLoQiyNH8Xvy8TCcn1_rJUVy6NjnxGP0bii_X5WezRev00L/s1600/DSC05120.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>with Kuya (older brother) Andrew...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUpO7lIDuyDBP1X8DUwrab-FGnxpMNBMW0OMCLcb-s2NDOetHbej5AHpj7FKZRZRcrbw9skwqibvPZmIp8wGeY7dzhFzedpyDEKJLbxPlwBXhUN4G7s4gTTDMQ_t-nuLldEto7gYB-Qce/s1600/DSC05126.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivUpO7lIDuyDBP1X8DUwrab-FGnxpMNBMW0OMCLcb-s2NDOetHbej5AHpj7FKZRZRcrbw9skwqibvPZmIp8wGeY7dzhFzedpyDEKJLbxPlwBXhUN4G7s4gTTDMQ_t-nuLldEto7gYB-Qce/s400/DSC05126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629600304139104594" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Congrats, A&A! Lots of besos y abrazos para los sobrinos from la tía!</div></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-81720447672006244472011-05-01T11:00:00.002+08:002022-10-10T15:38:22.874+08:00Blast from the Past: Escaped or Captured?Just thought I'd share with you this image taken from the time before I had the nerve to call myself a photographer... A blast from the past, if you will. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMdSdxtRm6waNSyWvihnzlqxBtF0zp-tFEhs3UcCtZkFqgip1FaMHpuQDVPXi1Xhm7IyLirFPvtaMaG7AOy4NRmnljnw4VrCoDfPE6LveGRHnUpBGTzrHVoA__l0rms9XQCwJzgoeAD4Cp/s1600/BFTP-Exit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMdSdxtRm6waNSyWvihnzlqxBtF0zp-tFEhs3UcCtZkFqgip1FaMHpuQDVPXi1Xhm7IyLirFPvtaMaG7AOy4NRmnljnw4VrCoDfPE6LveGRHnUpBGTzrHVoA__l0rms9XQCwJzgoeAD4Cp/s1600/BFTP-Exit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589552335518248354" style="cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 401px;" border="0"></a><br /><font style="font-style: italic;" size="1">Nikon FM3A, Kodak 400TX B&W negative film, Toledo 2006_R1: Frame#14</font><br /><br />Escape, Capture. Those are the two words that pop to mind when I look at this photograph. And both words are apt descriptions, depending on one’s interpretation. This was taken in Toledo in 2006 in one of those narrow alleys snaking throughout the city proper. I liked the pattern on the ground but I needed something else in the frame to make it look more interesting. In my head I knew exactly the image I wanted. The question was, would I be able to execute it properly? Man and child came into view. I knew it was going to be a one-frame chance to do it, maybe two at the most (turned out to be only one frame... my camera was the type that not only had to be advanced manually but had to be focused manually as well, and let me tell you, manual focus can be a 'b-i-t-c-h' sometimes). The man, seeing that I was trying to take a photo probably thought that he was in my way, so he hurried his pace to get out of the way. Unbeknownst to him though, my idea was to "place" him and the child exactly where they ended up in my frame. Of course, I didn’t know if my plan had worked until I developed the film. And holy macaroons, it did! Let’s just say that there was a little bit of my version of Larry and Balki’s The Dance of Joy in the darkroom… Thankfully I was alone at that time, HA! ;-P <p class="MsoNormal">So, what do you think? Which do you prefer – the notion that they were “escaping” or the idea that they were “captured”? While my intent was the latter, I think at the end of the day, it was both.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">Well, I hope you liked this little Blast From The Past! Maybe I will come up with more... In the meantime, Happy Sunday to all!</p><br /><!--EndFragment--> <p></p> <!--EndFragment--> Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-79097781278362251622011-04-28T20:08:00.003+08:002011-04-28T20:10:17.222+08:00From My Window...Van Gogh always painted the scene outside his window, it didn't matter where he was - be it in a mental institution or his childhood home. Well, lucky him, 'cause save from the <a href="http://raissagorospephotography.blogspot.com/2009/05/ghostly-lights.html"><i>windows</i></a> I photographed a while back, there's really nothing remotely interesting with the view from MY apartment. Geez, I can't even tell if the guy in the building across the street is cute because there's a huge tree blocking the view. Actually, I can't even tell if it's a guy, HA! <img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/63.gif" width="18" border="0" height="18" /><img src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/i/mesg/emoticons7/21.gif" width="18" border="0" height="18" /> Ok, I digress...<br />One afternoon though, I was lucky enough to stumble upon this...<div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbyYIpogGYiiyWpNTLSiEV64pLozrEbH29Zv7rLcCXQlwLTfVI703rszwGAfMJxZaRpOfrqvfVykiVoWDNps7kk-8HNoI0WwzsSQmqS1iHmpUuEhvyuqaoIJ_5qVjLB4SQCA2xYJUxFJ5/s1600/Rainbow-0158blog.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbyYIpogGYiiyWpNTLSiEV64pLozrEbH29Zv7rLcCXQlwLTfVI703rszwGAfMJxZaRpOfrqvfVykiVoWDNps7kk-8HNoI0WwzsSQmqS1iHmpUuEhvyuqaoIJ_5qVjLB4SQCA2xYJUxFJ5/s1600/Rainbow-0158blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600293697118827378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 402px;" border="0" /></a></div><div>Needless to say, I made a mad dash for the camera...<br />Have a colorful Thursday, everyone! <a href="http://www.buddy-icons.info/yahoo-emoticons-smiles.html"><img src="http://www.buddy-icons.info/content/smileys/yahoo_wave.gif" alt="Wave emoticon" width="28" border="0" height="18" /></a><br /></div><div><div><br /></div></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-57036403134252968862011-03-28T19:08:00.009+08:002011-03-28T20:36:00.020+08:0043If you are someone who normally/occasionally checks out this blog or had looked at this blog before, especially late last year, you would already know that five months ago, my Mama went home to Heaven. Today would have been her and my dad's 43rd wedding anniversary. Well, I know Papa still considers it to be, so let me rephrase my previous statement. Today IS my parents' 43rd wedding anniversary, and in honor of that I thought I'd share with you some photos from last summer, their last time together in Madrid.<div><br /></div><div>Happy times... In front of Puerta del Sol...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJs1FNfceJN4VJNIhnixVmTPVUJ29PUucnqt01K3IpVJ0sf1hdhRrY8msymoIjwYniBH04Imz0OTF39D3yVjk68G12xgwmi-rkZBA2mw_DQIVAfa_-KFYFhg_bjumbOdC5krheaHCJa1S/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJs1FNfceJN4VJNIhnixVmTPVUJ29PUucnqt01K3IpVJ0sf1hdhRrY8msymoIjwYniBH04Imz0OTF39D3yVjk68G12xgwmi-rkZBA2mw_DQIVAfa_-KFYFhg_bjumbOdC5krheaHCJa1S/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589097392693903234" style="cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 402px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJs1FNfceJN4VJNIhnixVmTPVUJ29PUucnqt01K3IpVJ0sf1hdhRrY8msymoIjwYniBH04Imz0OTF39D3yVjk68G12xgwmi-rkZBA2mw_DQIVAfa_-KFYFhg_bjumbOdC5krheaHCJa1S/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>This next one was taken on Mama's birthday...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhJs1FNfceJN4VJNIhnixVmTPVUJ29PUucnqt01K3IpVJ0sf1hdhRrY8msymoIjwYniBH04Imz0OTF39D3yVjk68G12xgwmi-rkZBA2mw_DQIVAfa_-KFYFhg_bjumbOdC5krheaHCJa1S/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3WQ3tviZTF9U-NSU131gclggQZ9AZWxNE_JE0C-KDDQUEA3wY0Sf0rXtIFCdNOczxaZABlNxpsM0u1KxqV5KF99ph1m0AS6k48UFxat08QddzmY9MaCdJ8LcL4z-fBFhlJ4HrJFMYt-lq/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3WQ3tviZTF9U-NSU131gclggQZ9AZWxNE_JE0C-KDDQUEA3wY0Sf0rXtIFCdNOczxaZABlNxpsM0u1KxqV5KF99ph1m0AS6k48UFxat08QddzmY9MaCdJ8LcL4z-fBFhlJ4HrJFMYt-lq/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589097387614190386" style="cursor: pointer; width: 594px; height: 402px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3WQ3tviZTF9U-NSU131gclggQZ9AZWxNE_JE0C-KDDQUEA3wY0Sf0rXtIFCdNOczxaZABlNxpsM0u1KxqV5KF99ph1m0AS6k48UFxat08QddzmY9MaCdJ8LcL4z-fBFhlJ4HrJFMYt-lq/s1600/IMG_0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a>Chillaxin' in Parque del Retiro...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIXfF_kWC9p4t0LeQZqB8sX_F_tfx2xvSI-a1hWduQLOx5-kS6HqmsRsNoHuu3RnflT0XwW5P8TYPPiW8ykVd9cH859SvMy-uTBn0VJ059skVnMSQoeuZN_eI0PzADsb5FJzRV9Cx8B6z/s1600/IMG_0035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 594px; height: 402px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIXfF_kWC9p4t0LeQZqB8sX_F_tfx2xvSI-a1hWduQLOx5-kS6HqmsRsNoHuu3RnflT0XwW5P8TYPPiW8ykVd9cH859SvMy-uTBn0VJ059skVnMSQoeuZN_eI0PzADsb5FJzRV9Cx8B6z/s1600/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589097393113030818" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Another one in Retiro...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHIXfF_kWC9p4t0LeQZqB8sX_F_tfx2xvSI-a1hWduQLOx5-kS6HqmsRsNoHuu3RnflT0XwW5P8TYPPiW8ykVd9cH859SvMy-uTBn0VJ059skVnMSQoeuZN_eI0PzADsb5FJzRV9Cx8B6z/s1600/IMG_0035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgXYZr4TyCYlPfu43l1w3qJx0tHCGLEH9Utt-Y6GTzdg7ifI8L3NqgfGWLQRyVlcLy0cmzHUVU44ajVsbhu6_hbAwjitbIp3K_jdUrMmwsNEtkU1NNCW8yT5reIEZLMX_q20lDG-MNw4XY/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgXYZr4TyCYlPfu43l1w3qJx0tHCGLEH9Utt-Y6GTzdg7ifI8L3NqgfGWLQRyVlcLy0cmzHUVU44ajVsbhu6_hbAwjitbIp3K_jdUrMmwsNEtkU1NNCW8yT5reIEZLMX_q20lDG-MNw4XY/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589097399279462738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 594px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe I will share with you the album I custom-designed for them some other time. But in the meantime I just want to say that while it's still hard for me to look at my Mama's photos, I will always, always be thankful that I had the chance to capture these images. I will cherish them forever.</div></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-53053357392343822172011-03-09T15:00:00.012+08:002022-10-10T15:37:19.757+08:00おはよう (Ohayoo), Japan<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;">(Photographer's Note: Due to unavoidable circumstances, this post was not published last year as initially planned. Apologies to K&M...)</span><br /></span><style>@font-face { font-family: "Times New Roman"; }@font-face { font-family: "Geneva"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Geneva; }table.MsoNormalTable { font-size: 10pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <br />
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Japan... a land of contrasts, where modern and tradition co-exist with seamless ease, where people bow in greeting while toting the latest technology in their pockets, where you might see a kimono-clad person walking side-by-side someone in avant-garde, almost anime-like fashion. And so, if Japan is a land of contrasts, then my friend, Kyoko, is the quintessential Japanese. She is traditional in the sense that she has high regard for custom, possesses an incredible work ethic that the Japanese are famous for and is a stickler for proper social etiquette (in Japan anyway... Hey, no PDA in front of the parents!), but quite unconventional in her choices in life. Kyoko took Shakespeare/English lit in college, had previously lived and studied in Spain, worked in a Brazilian bank (where she learned a bit of Portuguese too), and is now married to a Peruvian named Miguel.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">A common </span><span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;">tomodachi</span><span style="font-size: 85%;"> (friend) introduced Kyoko and Miguel at a small gathering. Miguel said that he was pleasantly shocked by the fact that not only could this pretty </span><span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;">Japonesa</span><span style="font-size: 85%;"> speak Spanish, but also that she does it really well, and that she's able to utter those </span><span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;">palabrotas</span><span style="font-size: 85%;"> (swearwords) as well as any Spanish-speaking person here, there and everywhere could, must have impressed him (and endeared her to him) ‘cause he never let her out of his sight after that meeting. And the rest, as they say, is history.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;">Kyoko wanted Miguel to experience Spain, so they used the few vacation days that their busy working sked would allow. They were able to squeeze in a super-short photo session with me and we chose Plaza de Oriente for the shoot. After an encounter with some very persistent Chinese people doing massages (Miguel wanted to get a massage, and he did, Kyoko didn’t but relented after being pulled to a chair by the Chino) and having a brief spat about being charged way too much, we happily snapped some photos…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 85%;"><i>Doomo arigatoo gozaimasu</i></span><span style="font-size: 85%; font-style: normal;">, Kyoko & Miguel - That’s one of the five things I remember from Japanese class ;-P - for the amazing albeit short time we got to spend together. See you back in Madrid soon!</span></div>
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Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-28388333813551871822011-01-18T04:15:00.002+08:002011-01-18T11:07:32.767+08:00Gran Via this morning...<div>was cold and somber, with this thick fog that would not lift... The Torre de Madrid, normally a commanding presence right smack where Gran Via ends and calle Princesa begins, was nowhere in sight. It was the exact image of how I feel at the moment - melancholy, uncertain of what's to come. How about you, reader? Have you ever come upon a scene or seen/taken a photograph that reflected how you felt at that very moment? </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif_3m0rfwa2ILlkRixlyicXCA8v77ZoVDRTdfleQQutPBGJBiUvKC27OCkjoyotWcPxxrh_MxgRm9o2AJYp5PVUfdSf3THbG0HSwXMJdjGHnrOJRKH41luh5S8uCXH4DRUY9KdTiIZ9tA1/s1600/SAM_0267.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 612px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif_3m0rfwa2ILlkRixlyicXCA8v77ZoVDRTdfleQQutPBGJBiUvKC27OCkjoyotWcPxxrh_MxgRm9o2AJYp5PVUfdSf3THbG0HSwXMJdjGHnrOJRKH41luh5S8uCXH4DRUY9KdTiIZ9tA1/s1600/SAM_0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563240806842244754" /></a>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-9762874562356746972011-01-01T08:11:00.005+08:002011-01-18T11:44:55.283+08:00New Year<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49Ik5Vw0-XWDc4jX0qT0EA7mWc3TX9b1odZrQbMfaZinjQuspz9IVFWRGG9c_FitbAyR-cOO88qABhlGyzkL0djc8VCksJqDBod_dPsinZThj1D7mNyxqBDS0kGiDeTfP8HPm2K1feS9D/s1600/DSC01011.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 612px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh49Ik5Vw0-XWDc4jX0qT0EA7mWc3TX9b1odZrQbMfaZinjQuspz9IVFWRGG9c_FitbAyR-cOO88qABhlGyzkL0djc8VCksJqDBod_dPsinZThj1D7mNyxqBDS0kGiDeTfP8HPm2K1feS9D/s1600/DSC01011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563253334134810546" border="0" /></a><br />... is about fresh starts, clean slates, new beginnings. It is about the road not yet taken. It is about continuing journeys and making new ones. May your new year be as happy, exciting and promising as you imagined it to be. Just make sure to be ready for those rainy days too... And as they say in that 1993 bob-sled movie - <span style="font-style: italic;">"Cool Runnings, Peace Be The Journey!"</span> Feliz 2011!Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-33404169514766992402010-12-31T23:59:00.005+08:002011-01-18T03:01:48.215+08:00photo by AndrewI want to end the year with a different photo, so I thought I'd share this one...<br /><br />My nephew Andrew, whenever asked what he wants to be when he grows up, answers <span style="font-style: italic;">"I want to be a grown-up"</span>. Yes, folks... He doesn't say he wants to be a doctor or an architect or a fireman. Not even a profession involving cars and trucks, given his love for them. Of course, he's barely five years old. But that's what he wants: to be a grown-up. Now, if only grown men would have the same aspirations, huh?<br /><br />But once in a while, when he sees my camera, he eagerly asks if he can hold it and take a picture. Or should I say, pictures. He doesn't do that a lot with point-and-shoots. He likes the massive beast that I call my "office". Anyway, this photo was taken by Andrew with my camera... Hey, who knows if we have a future <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">grown-up photographer</span> in the works? ;-P<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXK7S08mivm3ouQFX_mtZZfeGy5sM2NJ7Pd5d4c-Er8LNJCqbkX9fSblLY59cWg0_7ndIo2gDykAUZo3JWa6IF4l1fV7JUlWDIAdRtYgo0Eqxh6bp0m-g_0xNWDGpBNainY2z4tinqkY6Y/s1600/IMG_0017wm.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXK7S08mivm3ouQFX_mtZZfeGy5sM2NJ7Pd5d4c-Er8LNJCqbkX9fSblLY59cWg0_7ndIo2gDykAUZo3JWa6IF4l1fV7JUlWDIAdRtYgo0Eqxh6bp0m-g_0xNWDGpBNainY2z4tinqkY6Y/s1600/IMG_0017wm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556874231421662098" border="0" /></a><br />Note: Crocs are his favorite footwear... We have a photo of <a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://raissagorospephotography.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-special-guy-on-this-special-day.html">last year's Crocs</a> too.Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-36310906705052822322010-11-07T20:30:00.003+08:002011-01-18T03:01:48.215+08:00Images From My Mama's Last Two Days...<div>My Mama went to Heaven on October 30th. My Papa, sister Aline, brother Albert, nephew Andrew and I were there as she drew her last breath at exactly 12:25 p.m., marking the end of a brief but painful struggle with cancer.</div><div><br /></div><div>She was diagnosed with a very aggressive type of colon cancer which had already metastasized to the liver (90% of which was affected). We were told that based on findings, she might have been carrying the disease for about two years now although it didn't manifest until a couple of months prior to her passing. She and my dad even visited me in Spain over the summer and aside from the aches and pains and other things that one would associate with aging, there was no clear indication that she was sick. We had a great time together. Little did we know that there was this dark cloud looming over us.<br /><br />She had surgery on October 14th but the surgeon (who happened to be my uncle - my mom's cousin) found that it was already inoperable. The tumor in the colon was already attached to the pelvic floor and that the liver was already riddled with lesions. She was administered her first and only round of immunotherapy (a type of chemo) on October 19th. Unfortunately, her body didn't respond to the treatment. By October 24th, we were told that we were looking at one to two weeks and to prepare ourselves with what was to come. To know that a loved one is terminally ill is already heartbreaking. To be told that you have such little time with them is indescribable. To have to choose her casket even before she died was something that I never imagined doing, I wanted to run out of the funeral home when we got there. The day before her she passed, we started saying our goodbyes.</div><div><br /></div><div>Even in pain, she was still a "mama"... She would ask us if we had already eaten or would tell us to get some food when she knew that we still hadn't. She would share her popsicles and ice creams with us. She would tell us to get some sleep. She would ask <i>"pagod ka na?"/"are you tired?"</i>, worrying about my comfort, as she leaned against me during those times when she wanted to sit by the side of the bed after lying on her back for a long time. She said she'd cook my favorite food and some molo soup when she got better. She would notice the tiny stains on Papa's shirt (that he got from cooking meals). She even worried about the expenses at the hospital. A "mama" 'til the very end...</div><div><br /></div><div>The following photos were taken during the last two days of my dear Mama's life. </div><div><br /></div><div>October 28th: We set up the computer so she could Skype with family in the Philippines...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3t-ACWMTeOim_-sj96lMAk4FeyYrW7cq2Kiz32zwMCTdfWFEKc72mo9ir4AVqPoO2ACl4fcYLCvfT74J4a0Z1LphEZ5Psod-XeKkQ3g7sDdLx3nZJGqunECu2aUS4TYwRSES51Ca6qiO/s1600/IMG_0098.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW3t-ACWMTeOim_-sj96lMAk4FeyYrW7cq2Kiz32zwMCTdfWFEKc72mo9ir4AVqPoO2ACl4fcYLCvfT74J4a0Z1LphEZ5Psod-XeKkQ3g7sDdLx3nZJGqunECu2aUS4TYwRSES51Ca6qiO/s1600/IMG_0098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631398904089906" border="0" /></a></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_taui_6LhvPiDls4oAa8oIAIFCV8XLvuEH5X_8_sgPJhrFOACfvC7bF094AMProQ7E6gDK41NU6aDtRpB9Aj8S3AUkL8ktftV3vDJMeVih2-__s0GqS8GTx0_IYdY05OeW7ic2l4WdDY/s1600/IMG_0116.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_taui_6LhvPiDls4oAa8oIAIFCV8XLvuEH5X_8_sgPJhrFOACfvC7bF094AMProQ7E6gDK41NU6aDtRpB9Aj8S3AUkL8ktftV3vDJMeVih2-__s0GqS8GTx0_IYdY05OeW7ic2l4WdDY/s1600/IMG_0116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631395785829762" border="0" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP_taui_6LhvPiDls4oAa8oIAIFCV8XLvuEH5X_8_sgPJhrFOACfvC7bF094AMProQ7E6gDK41NU6aDtRpB9Aj8S3AUkL8ktftV3vDJMeVih2-__s0GqS8GTx0_IYdY05OeW7ic2l4WdDY/s1600/IMG_0116.jpg"></a>Her sister Carrie and niece Kitkat on Skype...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa3bnIkyO6HFh81etFuQi5AnDOWIMZWvDrG8BsdLnGUGv9RpXBMK0vgNKCdxynZ3zA8bqnvoIQDMdmSCb_toIx-iAu-h2WZsx11eqKA3fYLAkp0Oq6JwcCrVuhO-49oG7vt3dyzoliijX/s1600/IMG_0117.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa3bnIkyO6HFh81etFuQi5AnDOWIMZWvDrG8BsdLnGUGv9RpXBMK0vgNKCdxynZ3zA8bqnvoIQDMdmSCb_toIx-iAu-h2WZsx11eqKA3fYLAkp0Oq6JwcCrVuhO-49oG7vt3dyzoliijX/s1600/IMG_0117.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631395226684322" border="0" /></a><div><div>The tag that the nurses scanned whenever they had to take her vital signs, get her blood sugar reading, administer pain medication, etc.</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa3bnIkyO6HFh81etFuQi5AnDOWIMZWvDrG8BsdLnGUGv9RpXBMK0vgNKCdxynZ3zA8bqnvoIQDMdmSCb_toIx-iAu-h2WZsx11eqKA3fYLAkp0Oq6JwcCrVuhO-49oG7vt3dyzoliijX/s1600/IMG_0117.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb8kZDyn4YSHyBarMkQwI30b_ChwImQy_ONF1cbTJWQIhrplHmHfG-Z6BI0cNx3SK2bvvkiNltUh810Y3NMyrknrM3cQzBIbCnzTuUVSZtg87gbHflbWOzIfjBuub619LBrIf6L5Ke2rA/s1600/IMG_0163.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb8kZDyn4YSHyBarMkQwI30b_ChwImQy_ONF1cbTJWQIhrplHmHfG-Z6BI0cNx3SK2bvvkiNltUh810Y3NMyrknrM3cQzBIbCnzTuUVSZtg87gbHflbWOzIfjBuub619LBrIf6L5Ke2rA/s1600/IMG_0163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536630337991843074" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a></div><div><div>October 29th: Asleep... She started sleeping a lot as her state declined...</div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa3bnIkyO6HFh81etFuQi5AnDOWIMZWvDrG8BsdLnGUGv9RpXBMK0vgNKCdxynZ3zA8bqnvoIQDMdmSCb_toIx-iAu-h2WZsx11eqKA3fYLAkp0Oq6JwcCrVuhO-49oG7vt3dyzoliijX/s1600/IMG_0117.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWNb4824LEUPVQFO1PWKD9rxZ_1hyphenhyphen13rqsVt-56UvGe2dwOwhWstUfO6hlULc1nnND_ueFUXwITQftlzLc3Us4ujRrXXZx2TgxoX9gD-GGCmjI-uuGkKL2rIbu_nvgZQAOBI7Ed0wUmEz/s1600/IMG_0155-Edit.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWNb4824LEUPVQFO1PWKD9rxZ_1hyphenhyphen13rqsVt-56UvGe2dwOwhWstUfO6hlULc1nnND_ueFUXwITQftlzLc3Us4ujRrXXZx2TgxoX9gD-GGCmjI-uuGkKL2rIbu_nvgZQAOBI7Ed0wUmEz/s1600/IMG_0155-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536630343139147842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a></div><div>with my Papa...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWNb4824LEUPVQFO1PWKD9rxZ_1hyphenhyphen13rqsVt-56UvGe2dwOwhWstUfO6hlULc1nnND_ueFUXwITQftlzLc3Us4ujRrXXZx2TgxoX9gD-GGCmjI-uuGkKL2rIbu_nvgZQAOBI7Ed0wUmEz/s1600/IMG_0155-Edit.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiEBqV6Ypbm4QDTmZ5nDpBSWtmpwi3Nx8yNUFU0R4ob2CKuhhuD8Hoi9kMXkI3TTYwDc0HpEvmpZSfmHnAPaeZV_t4iFjvUeVamyJRIjO4eCsJCIAetQKRqu8MWjDlL0c_Ll8T_QGcITO5/s1600/IMG_0167-Edit.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiEBqV6Ypbm4QDTmZ5nDpBSWtmpwi3Nx8yNUFU0R4ob2CKuhhuD8Hoi9kMXkI3TTYwDc0HpEvmpZSfmHnAPaeZV_t4iFjvUeVamyJRIjO4eCsJCIAetQKRqu8MWjDlL0c_Ll8T_QGcITO5/s1600/IMG_0167-Edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536630336358316946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Me holding her hand... </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsa3bnIkyO6HFh81etFuQi5AnDOWIMZWvDrG8BsdLnGUGv9RpXBMK0vgNKCdxynZ3zA8bqnvoIQDMdmSCb_toIx-iAu-h2WZsx11eqKA3fYLAkp0Oq6JwcCrVuhO-49oG7vt3dyzoliijX/s1600/IMG_0117.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dS6Lul_M-KRpJrJuoS6mcWV6_iLD7UyTzhu7go3Tgrag5mHhPXmhFOFW9rxpXjOi1o6lk3g1Hf7JghSsNi6GB-k0-KejtdWzNAG6LOFX7Kx8Hakl5CJAjwEwzyNr-WY8NZdk2Yc2PNWN/s1600/IMG_0139-2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dS6Lul_M-KRpJrJuoS6mcWV6_iLD7UyTzhu7go3Tgrag5mHhPXmhFOFW9rxpXjOi1o6lk3g1Hf7JghSsNi6GB-k0-KejtdWzNAG6LOFX7Kx8Hakl5CJAjwEwzyNr-WY8NZdk2Yc2PNWN/s1600/IMG_0139-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631078969113426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a></div><div>Mama and Aline...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkE7ALv-iOXmd9qSbBlDtR-N1zS0BMoj2gxOveYyy1kZnbvIs5wPXh2X7ymCCZtEQ9HXij5Acy4YkVuqj4XLpuNQJH3YudnBRMGHfs8_MVxPvKZXZ_srHo0lI7PLa098vqNoUMBPypt99Q/s1600/IMG_0145-2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkE7ALv-iOXmd9qSbBlDtR-N1zS0BMoj2gxOveYyy1kZnbvIs5wPXh2X7ymCCZtEQ9HXij5Acy4YkVuqj4XLpuNQJH3YudnBRMGHfs8_MVxPvKZXZ_srHo0lI7PLa098vqNoUMBPypt99Q/s1600/IMG_0145-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631068795800482" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7dS6Lul_M-KRpJrJuoS6mcWV6_iLD7UyTzhu7go3Tgrag5mHhPXmhFOFW9rxpXjOi1o6lk3g1Hf7JghSsNi6GB-k0-KejtdWzNAG6LOFX7Kx8Hakl5CJAjwEwzyNr-WY8NZdk2Yc2PNWN/s1600/IMG_0139-2.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHustLA8oId_3iAPsz0depCCQ2k62ZgI1wrfVai9NeQois-RaituGzLx-HjImXijiOqyO1fM-HDCeT3WItRask-N0EI_pIRnL0RLk-JP5tW_CAMbHtL4VrtotD0sv6oOqgD6DRyO146l8/s1600/IMG_0143-2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHustLA8oId_3iAPsz0depCCQ2k62ZgI1wrfVai9NeQois-RaituGzLx-HjImXijiOqyO1fM-HDCeT3WItRask-N0EI_pIRnL0RLk-JP5tW_CAMbHtL4VrtotD0sv6oOqgD6DRyO146l8/s1600/IMG_0143-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631074981603986" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a></div><div>with her youngest, Albert...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiHustLA8oId_3iAPsz0depCCQ2k62ZgI1wrfVai9NeQois-RaituGzLx-HjImXijiOqyO1fM-HDCeT3WItRask-N0EI_pIRnL0RLk-JP5tW_CAMbHtL4VrtotD0sv6oOqgD6DRyO146l8/s1600/IMG_0143-2.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3t3Qq_FfMEeY90tgsRG101IK5Jfc_ts8_T75o3Eydd__SWbo8f8oot83cAC5Sn997mkRiAz3LnDDbPxWt3r49YNoXzLBX8PrlFfbCiUg93tG7b53FY73tdVAOO0bVv4D_cqtpuKgQmy-N/s1600/IMG_0122-2.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3t3Qq_FfMEeY90tgsRG101IK5Jfc_ts8_T75o3Eydd__SWbo8f8oot83cAC5Sn997mkRiAz3LnDDbPxWt3r49YNoXzLBX8PrlFfbCiUg93tG7b53FY73tdVAOO0bVv4D_cqtpuKgQmy-N/s1600/IMG_0122-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631078775895490" style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" border="0" /></a></div><div>one and only grandson, Andrew, kissing Mama...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9shQO6ZzAmmSIUNEMkZq6tT3fL6dbZixlJ4XiFHwxIAvq0dhIMNQzyuD2H6dD0heM7PGJAold31G-moYM3FAlXStiBT726wAUaAKpHBzGizF5XTdKC8dJk7kXgsJblqA5PZ9rA9MyNdoy/s1600/IMG_0119-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9shQO6ZzAmmSIUNEMkZq6tT3fL6dbZixlJ4XiFHwxIAvq0dhIMNQzyuD2H6dD0heM7PGJAold31G-moYM3FAlXStiBT726wAUaAKpHBzGizF5XTdKC8dJk7kXgsJblqA5PZ9rA9MyNdoy/s1600/IMG_0119-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536631082841082706" border="0" /></a><br />with her younger brother, Tito Butch...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0a0mDxNS4TSeQi6qNxobJ-sOT8SntsowpNf9hnB7Q7ZPoULbuixUD1f4PGXIGEJUHV70oo-UX2n9F1Em5u0FFHsBTcojlr2kOI-4MmmP8_cyssOXaZq0f2gE8toOs2QeUMlysv5Nag41/s1600/IMG_0172-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji0a0mDxNS4TSeQi6qNxobJ-sOT8SntsowpNf9hnB7Q7ZPoULbuixUD1f4PGXIGEJUHV70oo-UX2n9F1Em5u0FFHsBTcojlr2kOI-4MmmP8_cyssOXaZq0f2gE8toOs2QeUMlysv5Nag41/s1600/IMG_0172-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536630330512098514" border="0" /></a><br />Tito Butch and sister-in-law Tita Minda saying a prayer...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCCxQpjF_-BBIoqTGyUHbUiUKSkVpY29bS9RPPv_v0xlXGhc2zteh3ylZVlehptUWTZRtI1_v52YOSI4SreUiW9i15-NL8IvMdKZdr2qTkNg7brTpANdJ1IwVQt4hA8XomYwmLJeduUAc/s1600/IMG_0174-2.jpg"></a></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCCxQpjF_-BBIoqTGyUHbUiUKSkVpY29bS9RPPv_v0xlXGhc2zteh3ylZVlehptUWTZRtI1_v52YOSI4SreUiW9i15-NL8IvMdKZdr2qTkNg7brTpANdJ1IwVQt4hA8XomYwmLJeduUAc/s1600/IMG_0174-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXCCxQpjF_-BBIoqTGyUHbUiUKSkVpY29bS9RPPv_v0xlXGhc2zteh3ylZVlehptUWTZRtI1_v52YOSI4SreUiW9i15-NL8IvMdKZdr2qTkNg7brTpANdJ1IwVQt4hA8XomYwmLJeduUAc/s1600/IMG_0174-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536630327995585298" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div></div></div><div>I miss you already... But I know that from your special place in God's house right now, you know that you were, and will forever be, loved. </div></div><div><br /></div><div>********************</div><div>On behalf of my family, I would like to thank our friends and relatives for the prayers and show of support, love and concern. Many thanks to Tito Butch, Tita Minda and the rest of their family for taking care of us while we were in Virginia; to Fr. Gaudi for the spiritual guidance and the help with coordinating with the Philippine Embassy in Washington, D.C.; to the Singleton Funeral Home for their services and for making the arrangements for her transport back to the Philippines; to the Filipinos in Virginia who came to the small viewing we had and to Tita Daisy and Tita Marissa for the food they prepared for our small gathering after the viewing. To all the doctors (Dr. Mario Stefanini, Drs. Joseph and Daisy Claustro, Dr. William Hunter and the rest), nurses, nurse aides, respiratory technicians and other medical staff assigned to my Mama at Clinch Valley Medical Center, our heartfelt gratitude for the care you gave her (and us) during her stay at the hospital.</div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-92002345351116259282010-10-02T01:00:00.000+08:002022-10-10T15:36:14.962+08:00Kyoko y Miguel: Sneak Peek<div>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';">Una de las fotos que hice de Kyoko y Miguel durante su mini-sesión fotográfica en Madrid...</span></div>
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSHOiGvhioApq8kDyKxXGHgOa_hPUwgPvr_8UOpTv7XF6Zz7Hr-YtXRN22Skq6QECtPvMMri0RGmbYCTkLnyguLi96Ec6rKu8BfPYsCpaGD_sCoRLxck5IMO4pVr4jugCZf0Hq_zthGL9/s1600/IMG_0040-EditBlog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523119166653926130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSHOiGvhioApq8kDyKxXGHgOa_hPUwgPvr_8UOpTv7XF6Zz7Hr-YtXRN22Skq6QECtPvMMri0RGmbYCTkLnyguLi96Ec6rKu8BfPYsCpaGD_sCoRLxck5IMO4pVr4jugCZf0Hq_zthGL9/s1600/IMG_0040-EditBlog.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; height: 420px; width: 612px;" /></a>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-67349290313610230422010-07-30T04:00:00.004+08:002010-07-30T04:09:09.523+08:00More Mandy<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Mason and Melissa traveled thousands of miles (don't ask me how many, I suck at math, hahaha!) to be with family here in Spain and to do a pregnancy session and I was the lucky photographer chosen to shoot it. And lucky was I indeed! It was a one-of-a-kind session with this one-of-a-kind couple and the resulting photos prove that. Just so you know, the first half of our shoot consisted of some unconventional maternity photos and I'm really happy with what we were able to produce (you don't get to see them here on the blog though, sorry, but I've been given clearance to include them in my portfolio for potential clients of pregnancy shoots to see... Thanx, M & M!). For this type of session to happen again is probably like waiting for the Halley's Comet to make an appearance, hahaha! Well, hopefully not! So, without further ado, here are more photos from the Mandy Maternity shoot (from the 2nd half of the session) as promised...</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Yes, it's a boy!</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLXlqXoVxbsWK9r3u8oiQs3nJacrlnTCHRC-1uDN3qH-_U76owfEd_CLEjgTfQLKD_rCIvFhHBTijeELkcLIgE3lVHJbkqRXcW9FDzcDaYImF_PUiNPQX4JE4vSZ-KbvDwXnjAD8Ygl0H/s1600/MandyMaternity-0225BW.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLXlqXoVxbsWK9r3u8oiQs3nJacrlnTCHRC-1uDN3qH-_U76owfEd_CLEjgTfQLKD_rCIvFhHBTijeELkcLIgE3lVHJbkqRXcW9FDzcDaYImF_PUiNPQX4JE4vSZ-KbvDwXnjAD8Ygl0H/s1600/MandyMaternity-0225BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966039465723458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /> </a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Melissa wanted a photo of Mason's booties on her belly...</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdLXlqXoVxbsWK9r3u8oiQs3nJacrlnTCHRC-1uDN3qH-_U76owfEd_CLEjgTfQLKD_rCIvFhHBTijeELkcLIgE3lVHJbkqRXcW9FDzcDaYImF_PUiNPQX4JE4vSZ-KbvDwXnjAD8Ygl0H/s1600/MandyMaternity-0225BW.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0W4R70x4y2h1PTpFm6xin6Y8Dh7l1-71HwITrSbH57J9c7tmTOdITvIbqGjqX5b1xfFy2HCASvCvql0NI9M8T0nJRulCpDXDcTZDpox1XdvflBrPB9wO4kGlNVFCWAyhOsNvOhxc5yXL/s1600/MandyMaternity-0219.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0W4R70x4y2h1PTpFm6xin6Y8Dh7l1-71HwITrSbH57J9c7tmTOdITvIbqGjqX5b1xfFy2HCASvCvql0NI9M8T0nJRulCpDXDcTZDpox1XdvflBrPB9wO4kGlNVFCWAyhOsNvOhxc5yXL/s1600/MandyMaternity-0219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966034805260706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 610px;" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Here's a long shot of the "hearts on the belly" photo that was in the <a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://raissagorospephotography.blogspot.com/2010/06/mandy-maternity-sneak-peek.html">sneak peek</a>...</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0W4R70x4y2h1PTpFm6xin6Y8Dh7l1-71HwITrSbH57J9c7tmTOdITvIbqGjqX5b1xfFy2HCASvCvql0NI9M8T0nJRulCpDXDcTZDpox1XdvflBrPB9wO4kGlNVFCWAyhOsNvOhxc5yXL/s1600/MandyMaternity-0219.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7PmnP56kad6BbfAcKJvA8H6pNa0FWq7-k0Z-TFYlmgJKzgYL_CFFUobM2hOqFYgHWpKxJjQDHUNBB02rJlpwQ4WQgCBVmtiWZuuR5sqzUlZmfmDuWX-2h5ESN5BqVa0zFaNDYgu5IwgKo/s1600/MandyMaternity-0233BW.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7PmnP56kad6BbfAcKJvA8H6pNa0FWq7-k0Z-TFYlmgJKzgYL_CFFUobM2hOqFYgHWpKxJjQDHUNBB02rJlpwQ4WQgCBVmtiWZuuR5sqzUlZmfmDuWX-2h5ESN5BqVa0zFaNDYgu5IwgKo/s1600/MandyMaternity-0233BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966050607118402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 610px;" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Then, we headed out to the </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >embalse</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> for more photos!</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> We found this natural trellis in the wooded area nearby...</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDCkBtSY-zQNYFeB5zx9adaWS08NTpRPutFVt_234bXjwzjEWNng3Z9Axq0gueGvE2xaXrh73kGXdqE1Y8Kj48upCNh_NcaZbf2EucB5XK-DSMcfGMrK9HBNPPz0hxWw5_EKakPX_Nvs-/s1600/MandyMaternity-0235.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGDCkBtSY-zQNYFeB5zx9adaWS08NTpRPutFVt_234bXjwzjEWNng3Z9Axq0gueGvE2xaXrh73kGXdqE1Y8Kj48upCNh_NcaZbf2EucB5XK-DSMcfGMrK9HBNPPz0hxWw5_EKakPX_Nvs-/s1600/MandyMaternity-0235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966054608962738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 610px;" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Can you spell "g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s"? Soon-to-be mommy Melissa by the water...</div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipolIMUf-enpuaMMY-OGA4Rya46B_AA1xOqyh-DmyN6_Y6LzEXMINlBH77my9Yfd7LVHees2FwLY3YWcoVIp9bo2Xto1E9fffgfQcTsXOWxB2rVltMRbKi9vvhL8haESV_t7L7uG5JQL1/s1600/MandyMaternity-0302.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipolIMUf-enpuaMMY-OGA4Rya46B_AA1xOqyh-DmyN6_Y6LzEXMINlBH77my9Yfd7LVHees2FwLY3YWcoVIp9bo2Xto1E9fffgfQcTsXOWxB2rVltMRbKi9vvhL8haESV_t7L7uG5JQL1/s1600/MandyMaternity-0302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966510902139586" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxf2gAtd4YGAjr8-iJsNCm9sk0tETdQpno_aaVQw7U4sX4-ZeLw9aEplZoE2AG9k_X4aQbLRYhtmgZq459l-8xXxO1bfiJ_BRiRaA2rjXNxXkxjvbvVUHh3UTzAKWFBR0stqGFzjPMS-AC/s1600/MandyMaternity-0305.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxf2gAtd4YGAjr8-iJsNCm9sk0tETdQpno_aaVQw7U4sX4-ZeLw9aEplZoE2AG9k_X4aQbLRYhtmgZq459l-8xXxO1bfiJ_BRiRaA2rjXNxXkxjvbvVUHh3UTzAKWFBR0stqGFzjPMS-AC/s1600/MandyMaternity-0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967166269786786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Baby M's mom and dad have perfected (if I may borrow the word coined on ANTM, a show that the three of us are guilty of watching, hahaha!), the "smize". No "dreck" faces here, people (again, from ANTM)! ;-)</span><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgipolIMUf-enpuaMMY-OGA4Rya46B_AA1xOqyh-DmyN6_Y6LzEXMINlBH77my9Yfd7LVHees2FwLY3YWcoVIp9bo2Xto1E9fffgfQcTsXOWxB2rVltMRbKi9vvhL8haESV_t7L7uG5JQL1/s1600/MandyMaternity-0302.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAfJvVXlKvA7n7l9Kf_Dea_05_wSmXTWBoYzb4OERg2MOqMsxVig2WpKkhLgZ5mU1awpe4wfbeCFibLBf-Uw1DSNMcYGkcubyA1P7U22POefL8LgHOhc28KCiBgO8_nlYAaLPDSG8pp5HK/s1600/MandyMaternity-0288.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAfJvVXlKvA7n7l9Kf_Dea_05_wSmXTWBoYzb4OERg2MOqMsxVig2WpKkhLgZ5mU1awpe4wfbeCFibLBf-Uw1DSNMcYGkcubyA1P7U22POefL8LgHOhc28KCiBgO8_nlYAaLPDSG8pp5HK/s1600/MandyMaternity-0288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966056138652642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLCZei1hfGeMrq7FvAz3hAKZb6BSYPVCj8yn8XG-0QsJRTdKpAvEKt5sQaF-jCP7mPXVQi3mhefd2Cvs1io8unNgYo1imvhBNl6jfQajnfjvKmgDaEXeSg9G2S6OwFwNBL1f5anDV24l2-/s1600/MandyMaternity-0298.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 418px; height: 610px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpensI4okuAdLaG7S38dl45KqdJAcI_XX4OCnuvrBCeMvqckMN6cwMOs6SC0gVO3_dBJ1QVP0y5-pzBDTh02FdR69mvL3rLV0N3hCUAdfGdqWUqJX6AXF2tmvborilMZPNDbWGKVAgsmpM/s1600/MandyMaternity-0291.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpensI4okuAdLaG7S38dl45KqdJAcI_XX4OCnuvrBCeMvqckMN6cwMOs6SC0gVO3_dBJ1QVP0y5-pzBDTh02FdR69mvL3rLV0N3hCUAdfGdqWUqJX6AXF2tmvborilMZPNDbWGKVAgsmpM/s1600/MandyMaternity-0291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498966487393253154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 610px;" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A kiss for Baby M...</span><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJGUyJB5HEj3ibRBbkDTvu-MZY1GjtLP1o6c5UdwzszeEioXC9gPXqsPQMFgxeFm9MeqRY6fs9GfWHSQVKpIsjkeST4uGfzWAbF1iNo_UTWg3nrdDwGJF7QwQI7erDzaR-kCgLl7LJwdN/s1600/MandyMaternity-0307.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOJGUyJB5HEj3ibRBbkDTvu-MZY1GjtLP1o6c5UdwzszeEioXC9gPXqsPQMFgxeFm9MeqRY6fs9GfWHSQVKpIsjkeST4uGfzWAbF1iNo_UTWg3nrdDwGJF7QwQI7erDzaR-kCgLl7LJwdN/s1600/MandyMaternity-0307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967173676506898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ah, those tender moments...</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-s6_g7Hjf9aBip62H86gx_wsUgFEGNnZtmQO41WJ30fZAIhaZSDN-3ZcM2LKG7dJgP3polXeEgiO-VYliFQ-8ueBKUacybvKWSmS966QgPprXf8iEICGLlDYl5bsOu3QsDGtFqH0i_Om/s1600/MandyMaternity-0312.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-s6_g7Hjf9aBip62H86gx_wsUgFEGNnZtmQO41WJ30fZAIhaZSDN-3ZcM2LKG7dJgP3polXeEgiO-VYliFQ-8ueBKUacybvKWSmS966QgPprXf8iEICGLlDYl5bsOu3QsDGtFqH0i_Om/s1600/MandyMaternity-0312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967178115281266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCda96_JbdyK3xw3_b4wYk57EXWjryTYwpf9BHM775-WK0EAISxHhYheq0JIUU1-ErK-_w4VjGVma9s2fvCuaKvNL6VRpZrb59Nx4d9UhTk1_dKKFNVwpSVyuvJPNn_GJFdhkIjkZnyZxz/s1600/MandyMaternity-0314.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCda96_JbdyK3xw3_b4wYk57EXWjryTYwpf9BHM775-WK0EAISxHhYheq0JIUU1-ErK-_w4VjGVma9s2fvCuaKvNL6VRpZrb59Nx4d9UhTk1_dKKFNVwpSVyuvJPNn_GJFdhkIjkZnyZxz/s1600/MandyMaternity-0314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967187921821154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq0W4R70x4y2h1PTpFm6xin6Y8Dh7l1-71HwITrSbH57J9c7tmTOdITvIbqGjqX5b1xfFy2HCASvCvql0NI9M8T0nJRulCpDXDcTZDpox1XdvflBrPB9wO4kGlNVFCWAyhOsNvOhxc5yXL/s1600/MandyMaternity-0219.jpg"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibBZtM7SqP7YF8DrJy8JMU9jbOJKu-ey-8edvxIuuUnwJJ4Ay1sfuHi-UIvvER3b5Hz8ELtjXOxtG-honuSNNTJngyhHhzjBr66usnNocEwHCKclrBbIlXFL4YeI1bNgp0WkPi5N_VCTVL/s1600/MandyMaternity-0316.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibBZtM7SqP7YF8DrJy8JMU9jbOJKu-ey-8edvxIuuUnwJJ4Ay1sfuHi-UIvvER3b5Hz8ELtjXOxtG-honuSNNTJngyhHhzjBr66usnNocEwHCKclrBbIlXFL4YeI1bNgp0WkPi5N_VCTVL/s1600/MandyMaternity-0316.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967191649156706" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwkuF22WJJEMSLhku5e3Dr5kpNn5_dBfoA9rD6i_bSxmZazZWnzr9eUkT5sb_BEHbAG2ZBwu3K-HUdTO1RMHvEi4G-SnSbNSfNwwJcOTA5WdNf4tlEjkS-RG1llMEqJt6nTHS6HVu3DJwb/s1600/MandyMaternity-0326.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwkuF22WJJEMSLhku5e3Dr5kpNn5_dBfoA9rD6i_bSxmZazZWnzr9eUkT5sb_BEHbAG2ZBwu3K-HUdTO1RMHvEi4G-SnSbNSfNwwJcOTA5WdNf4tlEjkS-RG1llMEqJt6nTHS6HVu3DJwb/s1600/MandyMaternity-0326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967468032994402" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">And last but not the least, what comes to mind when you see a pregnant lady, a man and a bench? </span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpewtWgW3Db7P_iS5pExw6CL4-MM6Qq3kIbrNTriD89Rd4AAtGP_3jmxlG9plHhSCyZK4awt1WNmO-gIKtT96fjy5hAM5JQwHDF3lZYTWfgoOKsYQlqn-mhCq3554bL6FgmPmBymG7_8g/s1600/MandyMaternity-0334x.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkpewtWgW3Db7P_iS5pExw6CL4-MM6Qq3kIbrNTriD89Rd4AAtGP_3jmxlG9plHhSCyZK4awt1WNmO-gIKtT96fjy5hAM5JQwHDF3lZYTWfgoOKsYQlqn-mhCq3554bL6FgmPmBymG7_8g/s1600/MandyMaternity-0334x.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498967478621780626" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is the Mandy couple's "Notting Hill" moment (love that movie!). M & M, click on the photo to enlarge, zoom in and look for your surprise (and of course, if you change your mind about it, I can always re-do that part)...<br /><br />Mason and Melissa, we all know there is no shortage of photographers in the States but still you traveled so many miles and placed in my hands your trust to capture the photographs of this first pregnancy. Thank you so much, I truly appreciate it! Best of luck to you both and I hope I get to meet Baby M in the near future... (",)<br /></span><br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-10124511198772636362010-07-14T11:05:00.006+08:002010-09-10T00:35:27.211+08:00Belly Beautiful<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Photographers are often faced with certain restrictions when doing their jobs. One time at an event, a client said not to take photos of certain guests because they were not well-dressed. Strange request indeed, but oh-so-true. I've also received the occasional wagging of a finger when some people don't want to have their pictures taken. I even had someone say "no" to moving some furniture. But that's part of the job and we learn to make things work for us. Well, I knew Melissa and Mason wanted some "revealing" pregnancy photographs, so I was pretty stoked already... But on the day of the session, hearing Dr. Mandy suggest to his wife that shedding her clothes will show off her belly more, I knew I had hit the jackpot of maternity photo shoots!</span><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Melissa and Mason are, to date, two of the most open-minded people I've had the privilege and pleasure of working with. I suppose it's the combination of their personalities (easy-going and uninhibited) and professions (they are, after all, a doctor and nurse duo) that made them want to have some unconventional photos taken. Whatever the case may be, one thing was certain - They clearly wanted to showcase the gorgeous belly that carries Baby M!</span></div><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Well, unfortunately for you, dear blog visitors, the more intimate photos are reserved for the couple's eyes only (and perhaps a select few of their families and friends). Still, the following images are not your run-of-the-mill, roll-the-shirt-up-to-show-the-bump, let's-wrap-you-up-in-a-sheet kind... Hey, that's not really their (and my) style! ;-P</span></div></div></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So, are you ready for some LOVELINESS? </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Decisions, decisions... I like them both, so you get to see the two versions!</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-ZCHCsm54fEJmXg8SAHNgOtkbBYoQjRw3HknkJCEnX4QTxvFmT4xX66UWPaoefSicYpuGtIU7LMpPP0uznvp4u7253RyUP6xALFPJn2bQg3UeSgc7_b4cZXSDFQbAjUFvM4ZdJCzD9iw/s1600/MandyMaternity-0134BW.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV-ZCHCsm54fEJmXg8SAHNgOtkbBYoQjRw3HknkJCEnX4QTxvFmT4xX66UWPaoefSicYpuGtIU7LMpPP0uznvp4u7253RyUP6xALFPJn2bQg3UeSgc7_b4cZXSDFQbAjUFvM4ZdJCzD9iw/s1600/MandyMaternity-0134BW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493550746373557330" style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 610px; " /></a></div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 418px; height: 610px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimmEhwweZIGkcMyBFnvOI-0gwQ21bXixBR6_5YVE-5y8GRBPYgmPuWe6tVT0da05nw_H7R_5GIZW7Os1SzhO40EJJUO2SzeQiIKszUS4RhYBSOcggPzt7zBeX_5JK5X_4kfKvf6JuMRoxn/s1600/MandyMaternity-0134.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493550740146241234" /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">There's nothing sexier than wearing your husband's shirt, ladies!</span><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 342px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQpCI6ZgMNdXO2QOJWZIIDk0XMRCsc0T5DUwLNruc7vHbgmh2mqahQaqp5rY70ZqtTUnkCBwO_CYj3UCSgooXstDX5OHtA1jotWONgsCKXexkPrgo-yL88d-sRcJ4Dc54uc0Du_JhiSl2W/s1600/MandyMaternity-0146triptych.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493550754293685634" /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">USA and Spain meet the Philippines as this lovely lady who was born in the States and raised in Spain uses a mantón de Manila as cover-up...</span></div><div><br /><div><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 418px; height: 610px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi25vygbxIi0M7g-6wAPa4i333kNaT3ONORUXtg9ohyvS4XAOM95sJL0A0W4Bq0Zwu-iCu6Cmz21HXs18nv-CvNVFKyc3yfmaE872HheIhLJHQ-ijAiOankBTbcgfvg1hL092PRw6xnqebM/s1600/MandyMaternity-156BW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493550959597178850" /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">A canvas print of a section of Gustav Klimt's <i>Three Ages of Woman</i> is seen in the background... Quite appropriate for Melissa's condition, don't you think?</span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipt4F1gi006gmkx70fMLUjnfA-zFrumMVy5W-6xiynH-gYxiYsj7ndQEGhXchfqWFwHdgAxZYqwYFOO29j_u0baum8t70kjsdLg5K9TF-QvgKzj-0oN_oufJIigOqQyXII9cO47yAf79Uk/s1600/MandyMaternity-0098.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipt4F1gi006gmkx70fMLUjnfA-zFrumMVy5W-6xiynH-gYxiYsj7ndQEGhXchfqWFwHdgAxZYqwYFOO29j_u0baum8t70kjsdLg5K9TF-QvgKzj-0oN_oufJIigOqQyXII9cO47yAf79Uk/s1600/MandyMaternity-0098.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493583303392918194" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px; " /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Beautiful people... Need I say more?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7raOTPhd4tFPL4n99ApMzw1-qqyIdlt9uOTmtWcC41K4HMZNSeG_Ao_oGH6RRMmYiUIXUoAQnx0j7l5N_XlUZwXDGrqHrcw51hzNkJTVyQkT7nbbBTn-C7vRQJGT7bNk_9szk_ydlkWWU/s1600/MandyMaternity-0108BWtriptych.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 342px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7raOTPhd4tFPL4n99ApMzw1-qqyIdlt9uOTmtWcC41K4HMZNSeG_Ao_oGH6RRMmYiUIXUoAQnx0j7l5N_XlUZwXDGrqHrcw51hzNkJTVyQkT7nbbBTn-C7vRQJGT7bNk_9szk_ydlkWWU/s1600/MandyMaternity-0108BWtriptych.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493550735873184834" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">So, folks, this is the first installment from this maternity shoot. A second part to follow soon! Keep your eyes peeled... </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';">(",)</span></div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div></div></div></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-74983741692601588702010-06-26T00:33:00.008+08:002010-09-10T00:35:47.310+08:00Mandy Maternity: Sneak Peek<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Man! Normally, I post ONE foto for sneak peeks, but in this case, I couldn't decide which to choose... Well, it's my blog so I can break my own rules, right? (",)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I ♥ this photo shoot!</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyn8KYNE9fO1Be969uZvBUg7a22Em6wWjn5alutkmteQfEtJw4l8KmOUN-XWaPA9FLb0bhBviUEaWfeTUfSOfJke9GnOrCbf5Af68joQNH_HvOqD-1o8tUH2_cjz_CDnoIOy-g2Pfnvqw/s1600/MandyMaternity-0228.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyn8KYNE9fO1Be969uZvBUg7a22Em6wWjn5alutkmteQfEtJw4l8KmOUN-XWaPA9FLb0bhBviUEaWfeTUfSOfJke9GnOrCbf5Af68joQNH_HvOqD-1o8tUH2_cjz_CDnoIOy-g2Pfnvqw/s1600/MandyMaternity-0228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486758913731348866" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The bump "peeking" from behind a tree...</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmpfBfMfghlmFYaU0DGYZOGLVALf4a5KDp2AaxNdNmm4-xOkKnzPxKn3dgWL2A1WiCnkDZkflJmnTJi4UFSRDbat1oJYS3IU_WglT_i-BAPppEIcPGJawi1EineUH1cLfIFlYOLDubxGn/s1600/MandyMaternity-0270.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmpfBfMfghlmFYaU0DGYZOGLVALf4a5KDp2AaxNdNmm4-xOkKnzPxKn3dgWL2A1WiCnkDZkflJmnTJi4UFSRDbat1oJYS3IU_WglT_i-BAPppEIcPGJawi1EineUH1cLfIFlYOLDubxGn/s1600/MandyMaternity-0270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486750750866824434" border="0" /></a><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmpfBfMfghlmFYaU0DGYZOGLVALf4a5KDp2AaxNdNmm4-xOkKnzPxKn3dgWL2A1WiCnkDZkflJmnTJi4UFSRDbat1oJYS3IU_WglT_i-BAPppEIcPGJawi1EineUH1cLfIFlYOLDubxGn/s1600/MandyMaternity-0270.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The lovely parents-to-be, Mason & Melissa..</span>.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeCMa2BVmZ8xBgu0frOwY03v1909Z3LLAK85l0GTdFJJ__RwQ10jP34EJ9ajm2mHtoMU_gr_Ir1sS4cGxUmJu3M8hAVDtiTx7OXw5iuuTzDwQzAIaEVobZwjKepnRxvEcdYDFF3ybwqY3/s1600/MandyMaternity-0266.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQeCMa2BVmZ8xBgu0frOwY03v1909Z3LLAK85l0GTdFJJ__RwQ10jP34EJ9ajm2mHtoMU_gr_Ir1sS4cGxUmJu3M8hAVDtiTx7OXw5iuuTzDwQzAIaEVobZwjKepnRxvEcdYDFF3ybwqY3/s1600/MandyMaternity-0266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486750740609613874" border="0" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I hope you like this sampling from your shoot, guys. Meantime, Tanti Auguri on your upcoming birthday, Mason! Enjoy your first trip to Roma, Melissa!</span></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-30563312927181970642010-06-22T18:30:00.013+08:002010-09-10T00:38:57.121+08:00Turnbough Kids' Summer Shoot (Part 1)<div><!--StartFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Well now, who knew kids preferred the playground? Ha! Mom Brooke wanted some photos of her kiddos among the wildflowers, but guess what? They weren’t too crazy about the grassy lot! There were swings and slides nearby and they wanted to go there instead. The boys did fine, but little Miss Curlilocks didn’t want to be anywhere near the prickly thingies. And then, dark clouds came rolling in and thunderclaps threatened rain. Alas, things didn’t go as planned (so we headed home for some much-needed brownies, hahaha!). But still, cuteness is cuteness no matter what your mood is, agree or disagree?</span></span><!--EndFragment--><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Andrés, 1-2-3, blow!</span></span></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlzFoyE2fFclxPdDPUjhkEV1bUUXhBiXMKV-e2irHWNKiEnJaMCBbGbV-M8y-o7Tgh-BNkEOoDX1vY-eO9khkofkfpw6dznS5yII6U28JFY9GrJAx87TnHXcJAJe3es7Ufg5yoaXeRqmzx/s1600/IMG_0025.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlzFoyE2fFclxPdDPUjhkEV1bUUXhBiXMKV-e2irHWNKiEnJaMCBbGbV-M8y-o7Tgh-BNkEOoDX1vY-eO9khkofkfpw6dznS5yII6U28JFY9GrJAx87TnHXcJAJe3es7Ufg5yoaXeRqmzx/s1600/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485544182171592658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 610px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Caroline sat in the prickly grass for two seconds before crying...</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nM2QBP5RhzftUnnvK7c1QmeSbfSXCvZH9K9gxNxkAuC7j8WbhYGFPIgTnPKlWduGVS52QM8I4V4KFPy8YEWD2HsyuC11S4LfQfrH4MEigMkqpF8NMtUeeUHOiWfNJqZsz19RmvZ3sTO3/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nM2QBP5RhzftUnnvK7c1QmeSbfSXCvZH9K9gxNxkAuC7j8WbhYGFPIgTnPKlWduGVS52QM8I4V4KFPy8YEWD2HsyuC11S4LfQfrH4MEigMkqpF8NMtUeeUHOiWfNJqZsz19RmvZ3sTO3/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485544327614826482" /></a><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nM2QBP5RhzftUnnvK7c1QmeSbfSXCvZH9K9gxNxkAuC7j8WbhYGFPIgTnPKlWduGVS52QM8I4V4KFPy8YEWD2HsyuC11S4LfQfrH4MEigMkqpF8NMtUeeUHOiWfNJqZsz19RmvZ3sTO3/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Daniel aka Mr. Curious...</span><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPSxuBRI4zvABkBACZYOoPa1RaY4pvBy9RvJFu1aPQ4UxAs5J9Z9XqfNulFXSPUC5nHDZJeLcGcR1GSMkPlmWgSUuzMXOmLKxMnMZc7sHn6psJYepC4gtby6LjfyAa7su4h4POnEXYxl3/s1600/IMG_0028.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 418px; height: 610px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPSxuBRI4zvABkBACZYOoPa1RaY4pvBy9RvJFu1aPQ4UxAs5J9Z9XqfNulFXSPUC5nHDZJeLcGcR1GSMkPlmWgSUuzMXOmLKxMnMZc7sHn6psJYepC4gtby6LjfyAa7su4h4POnEXYxl3/s1600/IMG_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485544168796350866" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMPSxuBRI4zvABkBACZYOoPa1RaY4pvBy9RvJFu1aPQ4UxAs5J9Z9XqfNulFXSPUC5nHDZJeLcGcR1GSMkPlmWgSUuzMXOmLKxMnMZc7sHn6psJYepC4gtby6LjfyAa7su4h4POnEXYxl3/s1600/IMG_0028.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Brooke's mom, Debbi (Mimi to the grandkids), was in Spain for a visit...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvwnKdzcDxtI610nH9Vwqb_0bjWgDSDWxQMQv-uv5sTWz6DfQr8PICjA_81hXAktcZA4kz8F9PO266ueQNGpkbejgYjzPgmTRSMrtAg7xTkeJxuWD9k46nFCMYW91ghjzeTmZnzJlpVUia/s1600/IMG_0038.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvwnKdzcDxtI610nH9Vwqb_0bjWgDSDWxQMQv-uv5sTWz6DfQr8PICjA_81hXAktcZA4kz8F9PO266ueQNGpkbejgYjzPgmTRSMrtAg7xTkeJxuWD9k46nFCMYW91ghjzeTmZnzJlpVUia/s1600/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485544162199348754" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7zrB1LBc3sHtbA_2PxKheUm-wwxP52wreQeD8faFbDOtpPehGL_xVMnKrI_Yu80TWtlm6O3tDXpapWnYf0dRB2y6wVXLWTKjVxji8l1vNSSPQ4f1VsKlRWFX7Yc-Gkz1rfRLgyEAMVsh/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7zrB1LBc3sHtbA_2PxKheUm-wwxP52wreQeD8faFbDOtpPehGL_xVMnKrI_Yu80TWtlm6O3tDXpapWnYf0dRB2y6wVXLWTKjVxji8l1vNSSPQ4f1VsKlRWFX7Yc-Gkz1rfRLgyEAMVsh/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485544160433056514" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk7zrB1LBc3sHtbA_2PxKheUm-wwxP52wreQeD8faFbDOtpPehGL_xVMnKrI_Yu80TWtlm6O3tDXpapWnYf0dRB2y6wVXLWTKjVxji8l1vNSSPQ4f1VsKlRWFX7Yc-Gkz1rfRLgyEAMVsh/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Miss Curlilocks in her own backyard minutes before the rain came... She was happy there!</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpoAGiiyIn4gJFqQQsvv5QeP5Cglpb2m_VBDMc61wa12btPVaFzNHAi62qtmBv_AzuIWWSHKmR8KfvvzSC3e5VObsDrc5iK5fOgBN36aXn2HaZWwX8firIVylpb2xEefkz1cuCxKJnwDKb/s1600/IMG_0062-Edit.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpoAGiiyIn4gJFqQQsvv5QeP5Cglpb2m_VBDMc61wa12btPVaFzNHAi62qtmBv_AzuIWWSHKmR8KfvvzSC3e5VObsDrc5iK5fOgBN36aXn2HaZWwX8firIVylpb2xEefkz1cuCxKJnwDKb/s1600/IMG_0062-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485544153308098930" /></a></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Well, hopefully this is just Part 1 and another to come soon! (",)</span></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-51724139148994623092010-06-18T20:11:00.008+08:002010-09-10T00:38:34.671+08:00Happy Birthday, Leng!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I was hoping to take/post another image for this entry, but the weather here has not been cooperating. So in the meantime, this will have to do... Happy birthday, sis! (",)</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggn6zq14uzt5jW9gqi4BC5ySrmdkXGJ-BuPxPZEHJ8plpantK2yH7h5psaf-ZvnlzCkChHUlmcy7SDfu0FhOXISLtZQplTV7OmOGT9Nm1_CSYBcKRvYMQWoN3zb22qM6U_NZrqdpFrqjeF/s1600/Madrid2007-24.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggn6zq14uzt5jW9gqi4BC5ySrmdkXGJ-BuPxPZEHJ8plpantK2yH7h5psaf-ZvnlzCkChHUlmcy7SDfu0FhOXISLtZQplTV7OmOGT9Nm1_CSYBcKRvYMQWoN3zb22qM6U_NZrqdpFrqjeF/s1600/Madrid2007-24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484085403728054066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" ><br />Aline at her favorite spot in Madrid<br /></span>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-72710586162218802512010-05-27T08:00:00.003+08:002010-05-27T08:00:01.353+08:00Rania: Sneak Peek<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Rania, en su vestido de comunión... No pude decidir cuál me gustaba más - la versión en color o en blanco y negro, así que subí las dos. Y vosotros, ¿qué opináis? </span>(",)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Qy2UQohvtYod68lQMInOo1LV5Q1rv357Ky8uZJlvaGI3cyxm5kcV6dV6_9EoIpjk5Tgjzg2vfXbLfPLefQ6_mgs4W_7XbSxzCfZEMRrepu0pqumYLtOVMxLF9gZKcm3Jag4ncEiOYhOI/s1600/Rania-8388-Cblog.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 676px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Qy2UQohvtYod68lQMInOo1LV5Q1rv357Ky8uZJlvaGI3cyxm5kcV6dV6_9EoIpjk5Tgjzg2vfXbLfPLefQ6_mgs4W_7XbSxzCfZEMRrepu0pqumYLtOVMxLF9gZKcm3Jag4ncEiOYhOI/s1600/Rania-8388-Cblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475715474569516194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Zji_qphS2NYf18H3fHoNSBkjZXgR3279O3P6QuCXByRYoY3rfcj7z_vRK5vuWtXo0YKs-OxlVrBRirpnnRGv3MQDQkPKpVtxVmCh0Hj-nAHjtzDen-P4TtuE96bPK2qkWa1yYMgcoET3/s1600/Rania-8388-BWblog.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 676px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1Zji_qphS2NYf18H3fHoNSBkjZXgR3279O3P6QuCXByRYoY3rfcj7z_vRK5vuWtXo0YKs-OxlVrBRirpnnRGv3MQDQkPKpVtxVmCh0Hj-nAHjtzDen-P4TtuE96bPK2qkWa1yYMgcoET3/s1600/Rania-8388-BWblog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475715480964796994" border="0" /></a>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-11886482546064357702010-05-19T07:19:00.011+08:002010-09-10T00:38:34.671+08:00Flower Power & an Hommage to Three Great Painters<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hola there! It’s been a while since my last post. I've been quite moody lately (loads of things on my mind), I’ve also been occupied with obligations that needed to be fulfilled. The blasted weather didn’t help (yeah, blame it on the weather). It had been really crappy, rainy and cold, the kind that makes you just want to crawl under the covers, and stay there! But yay, <span style="font-style: italic;">por fin</span>, the sun has decided to come out of its hiatus, hallelujah! So anyway, to those who are wondering and even to those who don't really care, I’m still alive, people!</span><o:p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></o:p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Well, now being spring and all, I’ve been seeing a lot of flower pictures on blogs and Facebook, so I reckon I should post some too, right? But “Raissa-style”, of course! Which is what, exactly? I don't know... Crazy, unusual and sometimes a bit of a mess, I guess, albeit a hot mess, hehehe! ;-P</span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">These </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >fotos </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">remind me of certain things that I've seen in the paintings of Van Gogh, Monet and Degas. So it is only appropriate that this post be an </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >hommage</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> to them. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Let me be clear though... I don't profess to be an art expert, OK? Just in case someone feels the need to bash my "observations"... </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">So, here they are, flowers by <span style="font-style: italic;">moi</span>... </span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In 2007, my sister and I were fortunate enough to see a collection at the Thyssen Bornemisza showcasing the paintings Van Gogh made during the last 70 days of his life. The thing that made a huge impression on me was the intensity of his brush strokes, like he was in an hurry. Perhaps he knew he was on a deadline of some sort... Well, the first two images here remind me of that intensity. They also make me think of the swirls he used in Starry Night (which I have yet to see!).</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKe4ShTvKqFFPGmdqIqi_0K7Jx3qeI2thk4XTjLod9ysX7mI4ghx8A9n9Y-AjZxB3Ba9IiRxIOybXERJRrkPec97JjSKY0xC5rodl7AT6Km3lkXkxXsyq8i5EUFp7GNA95yAvQ1pSpvYG/s1600/flowers4VanGogh1.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKe4ShTvKqFFPGmdqIqi_0K7Jx3qeI2thk4XTjLod9ysX7mI4ghx8A9n9Y-AjZxB3Ba9IiRxIOybXERJRrkPec97JjSKY0xC5rodl7AT6Km3lkXkxXsyq8i5EUFp7GNA95yAvQ1pSpvYG/s1600/flowers4VanGogh1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472705037494611682" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">flowers4VanGogh1</span></span><br /><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvkp76k4aL7xaT8widZoeNeWLzaeD5yxEuNTkm_Ai99DZ9uOQJ6K0NXnJrS2IaNXtzzReB12SxN1wpxI14WcRKLVwe1U17etz0eXBfOGKfynMZ5K7oZ7IGtHskzyY-OQKI1PJgKFOdSZoA/s1600/flowers4VanGogh2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvkp76k4aL7xaT8widZoeNeWLzaeD5yxEuNTkm_Ai99DZ9uOQJ6K0NXnJrS2IaNXtzzReB12SxN1wpxI14WcRKLVwe1U17etz0eXBfOGKfynMZ5K7oZ7IGtHskzyY-OQKI1PJgKFOdSZoA/s1600/flowers4VanGogh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472705040425928178" border="0" /></a></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">flowers4VanGogh2</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">In what seems like a gazillion years ago (six really, but it seems like forever already), I sat across one of Monet's waterlilies paintings at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in NYC and I stared at it for, well, I don't really know how long. I wasn't analyzing it, I just sat there and stared. You would have to be a serious dumbbell not to know that Monet's use of colors is amazing, and let me tell you... I was mesmerized. Anyway, while these are obviously not waterlilies, the colors in this <span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >foto</span> remind me of that brilliant work of art that I couldn't take my eyes off...</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8H6if63grPdave8REm9Gm0k9r7JlYY6gmj_1vfwMHL8tFjkTRrqQiI1t-VI1qnhVW_Y6W3FxPOgz5uf3OtFdBcG8oqPkL2rGb1Lhb1ebUOnDziX0AuXz_V38aPaW46DNCywTlyRe-6tP9/s1600/flowers4Monet.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8H6if63grPdave8REm9Gm0k9r7JlYY6gmj_1vfwMHL8tFjkTRrqQiI1t-VI1qnhVW_Y6W3FxPOgz5uf3OtFdBcG8oqPkL2rGb1Lhb1ebUOnDziX0AuXz_V38aPaW46DNCywTlyRe-6tP9/s1600/flowers4Monet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472705033198548658" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">flowers4Monet</span></span><br /><o:p></o:p></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal">Tutu! Doesn't this image look like tutu 2 Ü? It does to me! So of course, Degas and his ballerinas come to mind when I look at this...</p><p face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqco0ybAFoaKNXDiH1tZMkHTaUpa6cMqGuRAWR2jS5mFdz2dbsxC8x9WmDDOzL9IBJCZ5yiQouzv96AGynUR1-sBas5Ga9yDcF6GMBXbC077sEzb4co9ElT3wCF3wmSWsi7-pt2bamvCpY/s1600/flowers4Degas.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqco0ybAFoaKNXDiH1tZMkHTaUpa6cMqGuRAWR2jS5mFdz2dbsxC8x9WmDDOzL9IBJCZ5yiQouzv96AGynUR1-sBas5Ga9yDcF6GMBXbC077sEzb4co9ElT3wCF3wmSWsi7-pt2bamvCpY/s1600/flowers4Degas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472705025495302898" border="0" /></a></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" face="trebuchet ms" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">flowers4Degas</span></span></p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal">Well, there you have it! That's my take on flower power in this merry/moody month of May... If anyone's interested in prints, let me know. I hope you're all having a great spring season! (",)</p><p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><!--EndFragment--> </p>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-55010585098278056802010-03-29T01:00:00.010+08:002010-03-29T01:10:33.431+08:00Four decades and two years ago..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKAaTd_CC-UBGtCCzKT08UQrupJB7VG8Q9iq7pE3coZGQkI2r915IGoEXkBH5OaAbmtDG41Apd_rOxX3-wwa4Yc9xnL5hhq7wPtvMgQaw8d1IwON7O6f1Fal4BY1POZY3-_8_mFobih6Y/s1600/maypa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 525px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKAaTd_CC-UBGtCCzKT08UQrupJB7VG8Q9iq7pE3coZGQkI2r915IGoEXkBH5OaAbmtDG41Apd_rOxX3-wwa4Yc9xnL5hhq7wPtvMgQaw8d1IwON7O6f1Fal4BY1POZY3-_8_mFobih6Y/s1600/maypa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453339462192995778" border="0" /></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKKAaTd_CC-UBGtCCzKT08UQrupJB7VG8Q9iq7pE3coZGQkI2r915IGoEXkBH5OaAbmtDG41Apd_rOxX3-wwa4Yc9xnL5hhq7wPtvMgQaw8d1IwON7O6f1Fal4BY1POZY3-_8_mFobih6Y/s1600/maypa.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;">Each couple has their own tale to tell. For my parents, considering the times they were in (the 60s) and their backgrounds and upbringings, it was almost unlikely that they would even have a story today. My father, Manolo, was from the province while my mother, Marissa, was a city girl. He was poor; she came from an upper middle-class (some would even say rich) family. Their families, oddly enough, knew each other. Papa wanted to go to law school in Manila, so he traveled to the city and was given lodgings at my maternal grandparents’ house. He paid his dues by helping out around the house - cleaning, cooking and whatever else that needed to be done...</span><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">He'd had 30 girlfriends already before they met; she had yet to have a boyfriend. Needless to say, he stopped looking when he met her. She was his 31</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">st </span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and last, as he still fondly says when he recounts that story; he was her first. As expected, Lola Claudia and Lolo Luis </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">("lola" and "lolo" mean grandmother and grandfather in Tagalog)</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> disapproved of the relationship. As with all their children, they wanted Mama to marry into a family of equal or higher standing. So what did my parents do? They eloped. They got married twice, in fact. First in a civil ceremony and a couple of months later in a small and simple church wedding on this very day, 42 years ago. And thus began a journey of a lifetime…</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mama and Papa, Happy 42</span></span><sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">nd</span></span></sup><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Wedding Anniversary and more to come! I’m glad (and I’m sure my siblings feel the same way) that God made your different worlds meet. Thank you for your love, caring and generosity. I love you!</span></span></p><!--StartFragment--><!--EndFragment--> </div></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-68406965470237185482010-02-27T21:30:00.002+08:002010-02-27T21:36:44.826+08:00Sneak Peek: Nagrampa Silver Wedding Anniversary<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEeGzGlYcwbACUxLh0vM2Vbsvuy2wxSzV7KvNv02PneOsRndozFuYJgQwQVT51a9IY-nmLVtQyTCoRgH1Qo_68AYACfgwBrAJjFHcmiNCXO8qyTUdRrV5YnXLFEmmzH6urWmJdmNonc3T/s1600-h/IMG_0426.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 418px; height: 610px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnEeGzGlYcwbACUxLh0vM2Vbsvuy2wxSzV7KvNv02PneOsRndozFuYJgQwQVT51a9IY-nmLVtQyTCoRgH1Qo_68AYACfgwBrAJjFHcmiNCXO8qyTUdRrV5YnXLFEmmzH6urWmJdmNonc3T/s1600/IMG_0426.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441518271998178338" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">A photo of my friends, Yette & Jun, taken at their renewal of vows on the occasion of their silver wedding anniversary.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', serif; font-style: italic; ">Una foto de mis amigos, Yette y Jun, en la celebración del aniversario de su boda de plata.</span></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-79079364188183612982010-02-15T02:30:00.005+08:002010-02-27T21:24:21.543+08:00To a special guy on this special day...<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Last year I met a special guy – definitely cute, super sweet, really charming, incredibly smart and to make things even extra special, he was born on Hearts’ Day. The first time I ever laid eyes on him, he was in a white T-shirt, gray shorts and Crocs… Yes, yellow-green Crocs! With head slight bowed, he stuck his tongue out – something he apparently does when he gets shy. He had been told about me though, and when he said my name, the dimples came out. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">“Tita Raissa!”</span></i><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">, he exclaimed, followed by a big hug and kiss. I thought it would take a while before he warmed up to me, but we were fast friends. So yes, one Sunday in November last year, I met my dear nephew, Andrew Manuel, for the first time.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">You see, when I left the Philippines in 2006 to go back to school in Spain, Andrew was still in his mommy’s belly. I was only able to return to Manila last year after receiving my </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">residencia</span></i><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">. So, during the first 3 years of my nephew’s life, I only saw snippets of it through the stories I was told and the pictures and videos I was shown. This little guy went through a lot even before he was born. My sister-in-law was hospitalized five months into her pregnancy because of some complications and had to remain there ‘til she gave birth to Andrew at 28 weeks. They said he was just about the length of a half-liter soda bottle. His first few weeks were spent in the sterile confines of an incubator in the preemie nursery. Then at barely 5 months old, his parents found out he was suffering from Hirschsprung disease and had to have a major surgery, which thank God was carried out successfully. Now he is doing amazingly well.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Andrew is a lively and talkative kid. He didn't speak right away though, even the common Mama or Dada. Zero, zip, nada. Now there's no stopping him from talking! He sings his A-B-Cs always followed by Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, and just about any song you teach him. Taught by his Papa (grandpa) Manuel of an oldies Eddie Fisher song, he can sing the line "Oh, my Papa" in correct tune. And with feelings! His teacher says he has a vocabulary of a five-year old. His class was recently taught the pledge of allegiance of the United States. Now, every time he’s on the phone or on Skype, he recites the entire thing to anyone who’s listening!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Andrew loves just about any type of vehicle and to him, they’re not just plain old “bus” or “car” or “truck”. This boy is a dictionary when it comes to those things. He can tell you or even CORRECT you should you get it wrong (and he actually did that to his teacher once) which is a bulldozer or a backhoe. Hello! Backhoe? Do 3 or 4-year old kids know that, or even adults, for that matter? But what floored me was the fact that when he sees the real thing, he can tell you the maker just by looking at the logo… Yup, Caterpillar, Mercedes, Volkswagen, Mitsubishi… You name it, he knows it!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I tried to teach him a few Spanish words, like “what’s red in Spanish?” to which he would say</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">“rojo”</span></i><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> or the sentences </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">“Me llamo Andrew. Tengo 3 años”</span></i><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">. He learned them after just a few tries. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I would say “</span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">muy bien”</span></i><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> whenever he got it right. The funny thing was, he started adding </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">MUY BIEN</span></i><span style="font-style: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> to the sentences too!</span></span></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Quite an inquisitive boy, Andrew likes to ask the question, "What's that mean?" A LOT. This is usually followed by, "Why?" and more whys.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Don't call him baby. He doesn't like this B-word. He'll tell you the correct B-words to use by blurting out, "I'M NOT A BABY. I'M A BIG BOY!"</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;">Of course, I took photos of him... Here are some of them:</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;">His favorite footwear...</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqud0dBacBMk9s7LCsbx5-wOoBrkwe8Es6WW3aovuMrxQv8TMeq6rZVPuUT3EXC1flW5Io9oQtecqJO6f5nB14vfDH8FWPFM2g5iR03srtfZPafqgUwtC54tvA3TDjr_r4YqwManBuetex/s1600-h/IMG_0020.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqud0dBacBMk9s7LCsbx5-wOoBrkwe8Es6WW3aovuMrxQv8TMeq6rZVPuUT3EXC1flW5Io9oQtecqJO6f5nB14vfDH8FWPFM2g5iR03srtfZPafqgUwtC54tvA3TDjr_r4YqwManBuetex/s1600/IMG_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160213909950322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px; " /></a></span></span></p><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Being shy...</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FrJNCgY3PuAf50hMsK_ksa0hNEjH6AbM2o1N0qNLmmVLD8dLdhnz7CcrNmkprbUTdi5SkBX3E_hb-T-B23U0N6VO_kMhyjHvQepyC4j18D9OnAiXaoj4t_YYbZ9foFAjDmZuQef1ZmbF/s1600-h/IMG_0078.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3FrJNCgY3PuAf50hMsK_ksa0hNEjH6AbM2o1N0qNLmmVLD8dLdhnz7CcrNmkprbUTdi5SkBX3E_hb-T-B23U0N6VO_kMhyjHvQepyC4j18D9OnAiXaoj4t_YYbZ9foFAjDmZuQef1ZmbF/s1600/IMG_0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160226404518322" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">He insisted there was a "telescope" at the tower... ;-P</span></div><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ZITtvC6Attmkq1e9fjGUSoZ_BtsoSVDphtldf1yOIGPA1KudDsm6t-vd-oWyqOO62x4E6a80rfUIbTE6G-GEiv5DOejLNLx2CAaGGIASZrTarxIwfQRgzSsbY-0_irDqU7Ye3bcxCZ2c/s1600/IMG_0067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160215391417890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px; " /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNzyvnjfcnuhyphenhyphenYO_iUGE1o0Hynkc0-nYzj5dtATM5SRm6XyTJSqA0kc1uyEBe2d9o89HahvV_IXu0-wNLqlIVbSrRaJfoq96FM5HW-vhh3-f8muKOXElRWioZdNc9d2W_7XLxwHMRWEIvr/s1600-h/IMG_0068.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNzyvnjfcnuhyphenhyphenYO_iUGE1o0Hynkc0-nYzj5dtATM5SRm6XyTJSqA0kc1uyEBe2d9o89HahvV_IXu0-wNLqlIVbSrRaJfoq96FM5HW-vhh3-f8muKOXElRWioZdNc9d2W_7XLxwHMRWEIvr/s1600/IMG_0068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160222473509922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 418px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">He likes to make faces...</span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CPT5KQ4MK9GfUCqIGmLwKDj74HXuNXUtDLRDdgs0u5i872V8rAt3FDI958pwdIS5OfXwAfkWMYtffY_haq1k-n6chvox8X3EO7kfQIJWLXBeLYwyAnfzgKPhaTSBxw_jIUF5JyyHUFyn/s1600-h/9pics.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 495px; height: 610px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CPT5KQ4MK9GfUCqIGmLwKDj74HXuNXUtDLRDdgs0u5i872V8rAt3FDI958pwdIS5OfXwAfkWMYtffY_haq1k-n6chvox8X3EO7kfQIJWLXBeLYwyAnfzgKPhaTSBxw_jIUF5JyyHUFyn/s1600/9pics.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160662932741746" /></a><div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-b94xHXJs5zzUzwL-USpeg6GupRLdf9icUvnQf35nRqTtxyZrcnRUfnSqM3gU3elYIrLn4dDs1c9AoTkvv8Q11yoZhQ5eNZWC49k2WdiiT69nKD1ERBv-BVW7ziWslxKv4yV81jU-F7HK/s1600/IMG_0099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160228429374754" style="cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 610px; " /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Praying... "Mama Mary, please buy me toys at S.M.!" He made that up!</span></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiand0OqTqwJ_NXVH9kVMmUoCI-0VP7DHf54CbyW-VXKO_3pg-0o3PYAcUUU-gIwwisdyTlzTqm7_AgxXCq-p4VnSSe2nAMWyShKZWq2EEnkHwjbOwnqDpql-m70Ww8096Fx0ma0yJ_UrTx/s1600-h/IMG_0209square.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiand0OqTqwJ_NXVH9kVMmUoCI-0VP7DHf54CbyW-VXKO_3pg-0o3PYAcUUU-gIwwisdyTlzTqm7_AgxXCq-p4VnSSe2nAMWyShKZWq2EEnkHwjbOwnqDpql-m70Ww8096Fx0ma0yJ_UrTx/s1600/IMG_0209square.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438162127017929378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 610px; height: 610px; " /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiand0OqTqwJ_NXVH9kVMmUoCI-0VP7DHf54CbyW-VXKO_3pg-0o3PYAcUUU-gIwwisdyTlzTqm7_AgxXCq-p4VnSSe2nAMWyShKZWq2EEnkHwjbOwnqDpql-m70Ww8096Fx0ma0yJ_UrTx/s1600-h/IMG_0209square.jpg"></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">In a fit of giggles... One of my favorite photos...</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaezYHBL8SPbpBiW5KM6mN958Y0es4zv4eRPDII_AfD5ZfvKfj_-pF3pmEDFS4i2UUKr1qmbN7eIEu9CHTE5ulZmmzaG1ZYjaa2hAx4kv-WRCi0js0nzs-it5IJu2H8wSp9Mf0I9QsM0kI/s1600-h/IMG_0218.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:418px; height: 610px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaezYHBL8SPbpBiW5KM6mN958Y0es4zv4eRPDII_AfD5ZfvKfj_-pF3pmEDFS4i2UUKr1qmbN7eIEu9CHTE5ulZmmzaG1ZYjaa2hAx4kv-WRCi0js0nzs-it5IJu2H8wSp9Mf0I9QsM0kI/s1600/IMG_0218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438160659564356306" /></a><br /><br /></div><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">There are miracles in life. Andrew is one. Bless this child...</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Happy 4th Birthday, dearest Andong!!!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">And Happy Hearts’ Day to all!</span></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-84423263666884425692010-02-01T21:01:00.000+08:002022-10-10T15:34:49.070+08:00Love Is In The Air(waves)<div><div>Every couple has a story of how they met, and for sure, each story is special. It is said that most married people (or those in a committed relationship) met because they were schoolmates, they worked/work at the same office, they used to be neighbors or through friends. But random meetings, as I read somewhere, happen less frequently than we think. We just think they're common because of what we see in movies and what we read in books. So when they DO happen, it's even more fascinating. I know a couple who met because they sat next to each other on a 10-hour bus trip, I have friends who were strangers from the same country living in a foreign land where guy helped girl when she ran into a bit of trouble, and then there's the husband and wife who started dating because of bets made... Like I said, fascinating...</div><div><br /></div><div>Paul is an Aussie who was sent to the Philippines on business. He needed a local mobile service provider while he was there, so off he went to apply for one. His assigned customer service rep was not available to attend to his </div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7oExvQzKZvBfjGg3MU8NFcjSdWBB20NbIDXnJzind8dkQclFwDL7y-ziIzaH_wmM5oOXAhArBnzHY2rhyphenhyphenjIzdLqDzStfqBZrXvFBHimH0TZvHkGAVE9NK8pmrxHOpv7ksoMkYXhOqTbDJ/s1600/IMG_0020.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 612px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7oExvQzKZvBfjGg3MU8NFcjSdWBB20NbIDXnJzind8dkQclFwDL7y-ziIzaH_wmM5oOXAhArBnzHY2rhyphenhyphenjIzdLqDzStfqBZrXvFBHimH0TZvHkGAVE9NK8pmrxHOpv7ksoMkYXhOqTbDJ/s1600/IMG_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547802458309554"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi21Pi4ln05jYoh5vDbbz_FyDtV9EUxHIhnU09yTMtRHHt72kHZI5k7vqt-ITE-RMxjGN69GSG-uU6CqR0hShJp1QeKnHMnf-IklHAcW8BTV3SdLpNmfFvyxmAkIk86K2mQhfS9OmCLSLzR/s1600/IMG_0113SEP.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 612px; height: 420px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigFi0GpzSKuvrKBst_eiNlmfO0hpD3fDgNF1DgavCRcu_uBqnqsJ6DCvhSnNGFnJ8p-ZBrgpq7pVQw2b-JEiGbytxIuMb81k5POpGzHb_ict00066sQ1tI_4PFfSvu44k8uuQpCyxmdkq4/s1600/IMG_0126BW.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547545943276482"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0uC-6z7syCjXCEhAxJC0Zby65XMUm7ZMxB7dUtfX0pBoeyweK-mjL5Nep-0B6ujJW1D5VfMQzt8JNm-sZipxdvGrQ3tvylyyhicI_yPmnLhlS0_MD7CtLukJpOOA3BLhcY9H6tsId5_ca/s1600/IMG_0128.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 420px; height: 612px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0uC-6z7syCjXCEhAxJC0Zby65XMUm7ZMxB7dUtfX0pBoeyweK-mjL5Nep-0B6ujJW1D5VfMQzt8JNm-sZipxdvGrQ3tvylyyhicI_yPmnLhlS0_MD7CtLukJpOOA3BLhcY9H6tsId5_ca/s1600/IMG_0128.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547533042178306"></a><br />Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-60425542955546376962010-01-25T07:00:00.007+08:002011-03-11T02:27:22.153+08:00Scarlet & Paul: Sneak Peek<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh43yW7M8pltbYObjYUhOTC3cijqM7EA9Nkq22aEsp3My-juKvB1oazruGdJYbfg76Ybllg0ZRBastAIaNZUMJHMBM_pGcjZbDY3kQBu_5SlHjRIlrSOxqlQXBxwWWOVS3LHLtDMpwSltzh/s1600/IMG_0041SEP.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 612px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh43yW7M8pltbYObjYUhOTC3cijqM7EA9Nkq22aEsp3My-juKvB1oazruGdJYbfg76Ybllg0ZRBastAIaNZUMJHMBM_pGcjZbDY3kQBu_5SlHjRIlrSOxqlQXBxwWWOVS3LHLtDMpwSltzh/s1600/IMG_0041SEP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517546312459039746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div>Here's one for the lovely couple, Scarlet and Paul, taken at the Global City in Taguig, Philippines.</div><div><i>Aquí tenemos una foto de la pareja hermosa, Scarlet y Paul, tomada en la Global City en Taguig, Filipinas.</i></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-75437442554958063432010-01-19T22:48:00.000+08:002010-09-10T00:37:25.744+08:00Sneak Peek: Tan family<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD-jGxinhBW0xvmSOzHvUdSVcG1SRo4rl30joJ9xcrpR7wiig8x8BDxPLMFl_7i8WMnxT-jJb4nJlzEi6iSHjhbsec1b4yc00YirU2FNwVJ85DBaNzyOlTIqz6_2GnXKdwlCkFKghI4YP-/s1600-h/IMG_0179.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD-jGxinhBW0xvmSOzHvUdSVcG1SRo4rl30joJ9xcrpR7wiig8x8BDxPLMFl_7i8WMnxT-jJb4nJlzEi6iSHjhbsec1b4yc00YirU2FNwVJ85DBaNzyOlTIqz6_2GnXKdwlCkFKghI4YP-/s1600/IMG_0179.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427764286497282722" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">The Tan family at the Tagaytay Highlands, Philippines.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i>La familia Tan en Tagaytay Highlands, Filipinas.</i></span></div>Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9186883113780576624.post-3511473738869415832010-01-18T00:48:00.005+08:002010-09-10T00:38:34.672+08:00Feliz 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggPxPIGUpDVJqg7f_mi2ZvnOBY6S3y_trWylAX0MAwPbEkvDCqx1lFUyhDxr85AklWTfg7DxPSusVu_mkeVLsp5TTwsaiFYLvp063lUtlMiKwvUjLaPS68Mu-K0PJbtO8E8-o90hRPns71/s1600-h/_MG_0021.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 610px; height: 418px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggPxPIGUpDVJqg7f_mi2ZvnOBY6S3y_trWylAX0MAwPbEkvDCqx1lFUyhDxr85AklWTfg7DxPSusVu_mkeVLsp5TTwsaiFYLvp063lUtlMiKwvUjLaPS68Mu-K0PJbtO8E8-o90hRPns71/s1600/_MG_0021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427751883232962178" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hello, everyone! Sorry for the absence of posts lately. I was in the Philippines to visit my family and friends during the holidays and I just got back here. It's been quite a challenge adjusting to the change in temperature and getting over jet lag. Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know that I'm back in Madrid. Give me a ring if you have any events or sessions in mind you want photographed. Meantime, Happy 2010 to all!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">¡</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Hola! Siento no haber puesto ninguna entrada últimamente. Estuve en Filipinas durante las Navidades y acabo de llegar a Madrid. Ha sido bastante difícil acostumbrarme al cambio de temperatura y recuperarme del "jet lag". En fin, ya estoy aquí, así que si necesitáis una fotógrafa para un evento o estáis pensando en hacer una sesión un día de estos, dadme un toque o mandadme un correo electrónico. ¡Feliz 2010 a todos! </span></i> </span></div><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-TRAD" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-TRAD"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <!--EndFragment-->Raissahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17659075809392498410noreply@blogger.com1