<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361</id><updated>2011-12-13T19:55:24.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My sister and I</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-8799499037016569529</id><published>2007-09-29T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T22:15:47.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wHWNDOLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ze9-HNzPZpQ/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115860604493707442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wHWNDOLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ze9-HNzPZpQ/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wH2NDOMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IaBqHw_eJFg/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115860613083642050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wH2NDOMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/IaBqHw_eJFg/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wIGNDONI/AAAAAAAAACE/p0PW8B67xp4/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115860617378609362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wIGNDONI/AAAAAAAAACE/p0PW8B67xp4/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wImNDOOI/AAAAAAAAACM/1PQaECgyA1A/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115860625968543970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wImNDOOI/AAAAAAAAACM/1PQaECgyA1A/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wJGNDOPI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pycs45jUrdo/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115860634558478578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wJGNDOPI/AAAAAAAAACU/Pycs45jUrdo/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tHGNDOGI/AAAAAAAAABM/g7pu3TsrfmU/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115857301663856738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tHGNDOGI/AAAAAAAAABM/g7pu3TsrfmU/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tHWNDOHI/AAAAAAAAABU/U6Ol75hwXDI/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115857305958824050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tHWNDOHI/AAAAAAAAABU/U6Ol75hwXDI/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tH2NDOII/AAAAAAAAABc/4BFgZQoVyUE/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115857314548758658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tH2NDOII/AAAAAAAAABc/4BFgZQoVyUE/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tIWNDOJI/AAAAAAAAABk/_o8Ao6Tz3og/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115857323138693266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tIWNDOJI/AAAAAAAAABk/_o8Ao6Tz3og/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tJGNDOKI/AAAAAAAAABs/o6EGMWw43mI/s1600-h/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115857336023595170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8tJGNDOKI/AAAAAAAAABs/o6EGMWw43mI/s320/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;assalaamalaikum to all my friends and family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how is everything, i not too long came back from Eur0pe. Just myself and my daughter. I got to visit all my aunts that were in Holland at the time and cousins. My aunt donnette and husband, my sister tahira and her husband and my aunt Ann did a great job hosting my daughter and I. My cousin Lisa and Lenox and Sergine did a good job too. The friends of my sister and my friend sauda and her husband were also great hostes. I am thankfull to everyone who made my stay inHolland a good one. I even got to catch up back with my old school friend Gracita from Suriname, she had us over for dinner and didn't even mind me bringing along my 2 friends. Shukran to sister Zeinab and her husband too and their cute little baby. We spent a pleasant even at her house and we enjoyed a wonderfull meal. I had a good time in Holland. I am planning to visit Europe more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s here are some of our vacation pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-8799499037016569529?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/8799499037016569529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=8799499037016569529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/8799499037016569529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/8799499037016569529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2007/09/assalaamalaikum-to-all-my-friends-and.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/Rv8wHWNDOLI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ze9-HNzPZpQ/s72-c/HOLLAND+MADURADAM+SAUDA+AND+AUNT+DONNETTE077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-116745827468518440</id><published>2006-12-29T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T06:59:14.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1864/1667/1600/555039/my%20roses%20008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1864/1667/320/722407/my%20roses%20008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;br /&gt;It's me again. How have you all been doing. I just realize that i haven't blogged on this address in a long, long, time. Matter of fact the last time I blogged here it was November of 2005. Anyhow I am back and what I really want to blog about is our sex life. Our, referring to us women. I would like to write  a handbook on fore- play for our husbands. What I want to say to them might help them to be better husbands. And better husbands equal better wives and this leads to a happier husband which leads to happier wives and therefore happier homes. What men don't know is that fore- play doesn't start in the bed. It actually starts in the kitchen the bathroom, living room, dining room, actually anywhere but the bedroom. fore play starts in the kitchen by doing the ditches or cooking the dinner for a change. Don't sit down and watch TV while we are in the kitchen cooking, cleaning etc. Noooooooooooo, get up and come and ask what you can help out with. That alone will put a smile on our face. Or maybe start your foreplay by scrubbing out the tub and and the toilet bowl. Don't use the toilet and then leave your stuff in there for us to flush it for you and at least scrub the bowl after you flush. How about starting fore- play  in the living room by vacuuming and straigthen  up the cushions. If fore-play should start in all those other rooms by the time we get in the bedroom we could get right down to business. Because we will be sooooooooooooo turned on by then we wouldn't want to delay any longer. Trust me I know what I am talking about. Nothing makes me want to make love more, than when my husband takes part in keeping the home neat and clean and doesn't leave it all up to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-116745827468518440?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/116745827468518440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=116745827468518440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/116745827468518440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/116745827468518440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-its-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-115266523123855657</id><published>2006-07-11T17:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T17:47:11.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/1600/my%20roses%20010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/320/my%20roses%20010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey guys, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how have you all been?How is life been treating you all?Hopefully not too bad. I myself am trying to take things one step at a time,day by day with the constant reminder of my purpose for being in this life. Anyhow what i really wanted to share is the fact that i am going on a vacation! that's right me and my daughter will be visiting with my parents and siblings. We only get to see each other in the summer or i should say thanks to the all mighty God, He makes it possible for us to be with each other in the summer. I pray that it is a good vacation and that my Lord brings us closer and give the good out of this visit and protect us from the bad. Ameeeen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyhow guys take care and besure to enjoy whatever vacation you all are taking this summer too.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-115266523123855657?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/115266523123855657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=115266523123855657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/115266523123855657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/115266523123855657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-guys-how-have-you-all-beenhow-is.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-114205193906821597</id><published>2006-03-10T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:52:09.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/1600/Sunset.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/200/Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;To my sisters and brothers,I am writing this blog for you and to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Hold on to the rope of Islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Do not die except in the state of Al-islam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Obey Allah and his messenger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Be mindfulll of your duty to Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that what ever Allah has for you in this life is for you and no one can take it from you and that what is not meant for you then no one can give it you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that after hardship comes ease and when you get ease still strive in the path of Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that What ever happens to a believer is good for him/her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that good is from Allah and that evil is due to her own nafs or desires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that when you come walking Allah comes runninig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that in surah fatiha there is a healing for every ailment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that when you remember Allah,Allah will remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that in Ayatull kursi there is protection from the shaitaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that Paradise is real and hell is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that the punishment in the grave is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that gratitude increases Allah's generosity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that death is a certainity and live is only test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that Allah is Allah,the God of Ibraham and Moses and the God of jesus the sun of mary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;know that he Allah is one. He begetted not nor was he begotton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that there is none like him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that shaitaan is to you an open enemy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Know that reminders are good for the believers, so let us keep reminding each other of our DUTY TO OUR MOST GRACIOUS MOST MERCIFULL LORD WHOM I LOVE VERY MUCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I pray that he protect us from laziness, helplessness,cowardice and feeble old age, that he protect us from trials and afflictions of life and death and from the punishment in the grave. And for our parents that Allah bless them with janat fir daus and goodness in this life and goodness in the here-after and that he blesses them with health and strength and protect them from all evil sickness and deceases and long live. Because to us they were good parents and they give us the foundation of our iman.including the sacrifices they made to give us a comfortable live.May Allah reward them for this. ameen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-114205193906821597?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/114205193906821597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=114205193906821597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/114205193906821597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/114205193906821597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-my-sisters-and-brothersi-am-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-113763603634688529</id><published>2006-01-18T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T18:00:36.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/1600/Blue%20hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/320/Blue%20hills.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Women are not from venus and men are not from mars!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;women and men are sooooooooooooooooo different but ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh soooooooooooooooo similar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I know for sure that we women and our men are from the same planet. The planet earth. Event's men like to think that they are different than women i found out through experience that that is not so.Men are just like women.At least in many ways they are. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;they gossip like women do. That is right ! you tell them something about a friend and ask them not to tell anyone. but before you know it , it is out on the streets.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they are as petty as they accuse us women to be. They complain about stupid things that doesn't even matter. eg.their Car or bike or something dumb like that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They do discuss their women with their friends, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;they love to discuss their sex lives with they male friends. Men always like to think that they are superior to women but little do they know that their superiority only lies in the fact that God has given them the position to be the caregivers of women and therefore ask the women to respect them as the caregivers and providers for women. But that is where it ends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;men and women have the same judgment facing and awaiting them both We all will die some day and we both will be ask concerning our deeds. That is the only way i know it. they aren't any different or special treatment for either one of us. Mather of fact the same punishment for adultery aplies to the man as well as the women. So to all the men out there who think that there are better badder or special than us women think again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-113763603634688529?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/113763603634688529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=113763603634688529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/113763603634688529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/113763603634688529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2006/01/women-are-not-from-venus-and-men-are.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-113442995926841235</id><published>2005-12-12T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T15:25:59.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/1600/Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1864/1667/320/Sunset.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey everybody, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how is life been treating you guys.HOw is your loves been treating you lately.Aren't you tired of picking up after your husband.Well geuss what, i am. I am really tired of picking up after a big grown man. who keeps leaving his socks infront of the door or under the bed because he thinks he is going to wear them the next day.I am tired of moving his banana peel or cups or saucers from under the sofa after he gets up from watching tv. He says that it is not deliberately but i can help but wonder.................. . Why doesn't he pick up after himself. Does he think i am his personal maid or his Sex slave who also does the cleaning. I don't know. You maybe know why they behave the way they do. If you have the answer please do share it with me. I will be forever greatfull.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-113442995926841235?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/113442995926841235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=113442995926841235' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/113442995926841235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/113442995926841235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-everybody-how-is-life-been.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-113180417380809274</id><published>2005-11-12T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T06:02:53.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey guys, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;guess what?! i am going to my sisters wedding.Yeah ! that is right my sister, my baby sister is getting married.Yep, she is going to be joining the rest of us married people. Well i wish all the best. I wish her a long and lasting marriage. I wish her a patient husband and she, a patient wife.I wish them strength to face all the trials and tribulation that life is made up of. I wish them good and healthy kids who are obedient smart loving and caring and who are pious and godfearing.I wish them  a bueatifull home a spacious home and most of all i wish them to grow in their faith and become stronger and more pious. Yep, i wish her a loving husband a helpfull husband a respectfull husband. I wish her to be loving and helpfull and respectfull wife. Yes my dear, take care and beware of the devil shaitaan who is only out to ruin marriages. Mind you, he is very sneaky. He would sneak up on you and you will only recognize him when the damage is done.So my dear baby sister outsmart the devil and send him to hell everytime he tries to get between you and your man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-113180417380809274?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/113180417380809274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=113180417380809274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/113180417380809274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/113180417380809274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/11/hey-guys-guess-what-i-am-going-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-113033341751143943</id><published>2005-10-26T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T06:30:17.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the best kept secret.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why, i ask myself why,why didn't our mothers tell us or our sisters or our friends even maybe our aunts.Why didn't they tell us that &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sex&lt;/span&gt;,yeah i said&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;SEX.&lt;/span&gt;Why didn't they tell us that&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; sex&lt;/span&gt; is not all it is cracked  up to be.That it is over rated.That it  has been blown out of propotion.Even exaggerated.Lied on.Yeah all the above and even more.The romance novels make it seem as if &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sex &lt;/span&gt;is so great,so intoxicating,so special,so heavenly.Have young women,young virgins dying to find out about this thing called &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;.Anxiously dying to experience it.Only to find out that it is at times a workout,  a job, a pain in the neck or should i say a pain in the &amp;$!#*^$#........ in anycase we know where we feel the pain.That sometimes you are there whishing he would just get the hell off of you.Some of us don't only whish it.We actually voice our opinions.like "hurry up,"or "Auwwwwwwww" or "what are you doing" or "stop licking me." or when they ask "how  is it for you baby, we say,"hurry and come, so you can get off of me." He,  i am not saying that it is not great at times, no,  what i am saying is that sometimes it is messy and dirty and painfull and that you are sometimes just not n the bloody mood and that these men just don't seem to get it or they just don't give a damn.Yeah that's it they don't give a damn about how much you are burning.Some of them are vain enough to think that you are burning because they have a big penis.But i say, all you women out there stop faking it and just let these men know when the sex is just&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span 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title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-112951879602431120</id><published>2005-10-16T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:13:16.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he sisters,yesterday i got two beautifull roses from my hubby.I guess he was in a good mood.I was trying to remember the last time i got flowers from him and that was like six months ago.Personaly i don't care for flowers because i am not really a romantic person.but my sisters reminded me to be gratefull and told me that other women aren't as lucky.So i desided to take there advise and stop showing off.But still i prefer the money then i can do with it what ever i like.,&lt;a href="http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/"&gt;My sister and I&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-112951879602431120?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/112951879602431120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=112951879602431120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/112951879602431120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/112951879602431120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/10/he-sistersyesterday-i-got-two.html' 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href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-112899681266362967</id><published>2005-10-10T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T19:41:43.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My other sister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I spoke of my sister as if i only have one.The fact is i have two sisters.One is older than i am and one is younger than me.She is a beautifull dark skin slim and elegant looking young lady."wang true sranang oema," and i love her,just because she is my sister.She is an inteligent no nonsense young woman.I personally wouldn't mess with her.Because doing so,is at once own risk.She is not afraid to tell you like it is.She told me of this interview she went on a couple of months back.The woman who was interviewing her made the mistake of saying the wrong thing and ofcourse my sister didn't keep quiet.She let the woman know that she wasn't going to let anyone disrespect her and that she didn't need her job.Because she believes that whatever is destined to be yours in this life then you will achieve it regardless of whatever roadblocks anyone puts up.God willing she is getting married soon.I pray for all the best for her and she gets the wisdom knowledge and understanding in dealing with marriage life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" 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&lt;blockquote id="8c267394"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-112899681266362967?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/112899681266362967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=112899681266362967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/112899681266362967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/112899681266362967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-other-sisteri-spoke-of-my-sister-as.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-112874340278915200</id><published>2005-10-07T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T20:50:02.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is the way i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love truly means never having to say you are sorry.Is it unreachable to want to be love like that.The way i see it is that I will love only for the pleasure of God.If loving a person is goign to please god.Then i will love that person.If a person is a good person,Godfearing and who allways try to do right by god then i would love that person.That to me means that if my husband is loving to me and he is patient to    and he is kind to   and he respects me because he knows it will please god,and it will bring him closer to god then that is a man  i will love.That is a man i would willingly love and treat him as well as he loves me or better.But i can't ever love a man who doesn't repects me,who is unkind to me and impatient.NO,i can't love a man like that because even god would love a man like that.I only love the person whom god loves.And when god loves a person you can see it on that person.And besides none of us truly believes in god untill we love for others what we love for ourselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" 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href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-way-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17421361.post-112839241301979239</id><published>2005-10-03T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T19:20:13.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;He,do you have a sister? If so then you will know what i am talking about.Having a sister is the most beautifull thing in the world.Well maybe not in your world but in mine it is.My sister is my best friend,my personal chearleader,my adviser and my critic,she just tells me like it is.If my mouth stinks she would tell me just that and that is to me what a friend should be.My sister and i get along great.She lives in Europe and i am in the Bahamas but even though we are miles and miles apart it feels as if we are just around the corner from each other.We talk and see each other all most everyday thanks to yahoo and webcams.We share our adventures of the day with each  other.Everything really, from the kithen to the bedroom.Our daily struggles of our live, our frustrations with the man in our life.We also share the fun part of our lives with each.If somebody get something new we get on the webcam to get the other one's opinion.Even the crazy things our kids do.Like today she was telling me about her son.His name is  ammaar.Her friend came over to pickup her son that my sister babysits. the childs mother asked ammaar if he liked having the baby over and he told the women, no.He told her,her son is noisy and that he makes a lot of mess and everytime he leaves.he leaves his room in a mess. I thought that is what you get for asking ammaar his opinion.But don't think we don't fight because that is the best part of it.We argue about who  love whom the most and who cares the most.But what i want to say is that my sister is the best.She is beautifull,loving and kind and she is a good mother to her kids.I pray that God blesses her with all the goodness this life has to offer and paradise in the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17421361-112839241301979239?l=bibiboyer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/feeds/112839241301979239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17421361&amp;postID=112839241301979239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/112839241301979239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17421361/posts/default/112839241301979239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bibiboyer.blogspot.com/2005/10/hedo-you-have-sister-if-so-then-you.html' title=''/><author><name>sranangbronkie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Q7eQx7siHSs/TK523mJ1wdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vc0pDOsJchk/S220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
