<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906</id><updated>2009-10-11T11:15:26.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPARTIENDO</title><subtitle type='html'>Bienvenido seas!  En este espacio comparto contigo lo que ocurre dia a dia en mi vida siendo una mujer que desea como tu, aprovechar todas las oportunidades para ser feliz y mejor!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-4968125897385509328</id><published>2009-05-29T09:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T10:17:46.437-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desayuno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Compañia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspiro'/><title type='text'>Contigo en la distancia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/SiAIDQO3VqI/AAAAAAAAATs/kpEBK55H6oA/s1600-h/Amanda+and+Tony+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/SiAIDQO3VqI/AAAAAAAAATs/kpEBK55H6oA/s320/Amanda+and+Tony+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341278010051352226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta mañana despues de despertar, me dirigi como muchas veces lo he hecho a la cocina, y extrañe a mi amor Bill y a la calida compañia de mi familia o amigos, cuando me desayuno sola veo qu mi platillo es diferente, es rapido o poco elaborado, muy diferente al que cocino cuando tengo compañia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy solo desayune un licuado, claro con vitaminas para darme un poco de energia para las primeras horas del dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En cambio cuando se esta acompañada el desayuno es una fiesta, y el refri se abre constantemente para ir sacando cada ingrediente, poner la mesa, cortar las papas, freir el chorizo, calentar el comal, batir los huevos, sacar el jugo, pero nada es mas gratificante como comer acompañada, mirar a los ojos, sonreir... toda esa actividad hace que el pricipio del dia sea aun mas alegre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo en la cocina se disfruta tanto porque uno esta platicando del plan para ese dia, del sueño que se tuvo esa noche, y la comida tiene un sabor a magia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo hoy me toco desayunar algo mas sencillo y a mi corazon le toco suspirar y pensar que aunque lejos esten, estan conmigo en la distancia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-4968125897385509328?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/4968125897385509328/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=4968125897385509328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/4968125897385509328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/4968125897385509328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2009/05/contigo-en-la-distancia.html' title='Contigo en la distancia...'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/SiAIDQO3VqI/AAAAAAAAATs/kpEBK55H6oA/s72-c/Amanda+and+Tony+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-5511197510112854145</id><published>2008-08-14T13:33:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:31:09.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sentimiento'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Deseo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cariño'/><title type='text'>Aqui estoy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/SKSO9-xJkwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/DtvUN-8W7jc/s1600-h/La+Nuba+08-08-2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/SKSO9-xJkwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/DtvUN-8W7jc/s320/La+Nuba+08-08-2008+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234465862383670018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada dia estamos llenos de obligaciones y responsabilidades para poder cumplir con estandares o minimas exigencias en nuestros trabajos, con nuestros esposos, con la familia sanginea, con la familia politica, con la sociedad, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero quien se ha puesto a pensar en lo que los demas tienen que hacer por uno, para que uno sea feliz!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sii el dinero es importante, tanto que lo que yo pueda necesitar se necesita de este para lograrlo, una casa, un carro, un viaje, una cena romantica, un vino, una tarjeta, flores, inversion en mi arreglo personal como son Ropa, Salon de belleza, Spa, Gimnasio, medicina y atencion medica, etc....  claro todo eso representa el minimo exigible.... vaya minimo!!!!  Y claro todo eso se logra, pero en el proceso... que mas necesito???!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Pero que es lo que mas pesa en estos momentos para mi??? .... definitivamente son los pequeños detalles, esos detalles que nos hacen sonreir, que nos hacen sentir vivos, que nos hacen sentir amados, que nos hacen sentir que existimos, que nos hacen sentir completos, que nos hacen sentir felices, que nos hacen sentir unicos!! Si que nos hacen sentir y punto!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que estoy haciendo yo para recibir eso mismo a cambio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta bien pues tendre que empezar pensando en que es lo que yo quiero para mi... y eso mismo hare para mi sere amado!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Me fascina que me de un beso por las noches y tambien por la mañana.&lt;br /&gt;2) Me fascina escuchar.&lt;br /&gt;3) Me fascina que me escriba un poema de amor.&lt;br /&gt;4) Me fascina que me cante una cancion al oido.&lt;br /&gt;5) Me fascina recibir un abrazo calido aun cuando estoy enojada.&lt;br /&gt;6) Me fascina caminar tomada de la mano.&lt;br /&gt;7) Me fascina que me abran la puerta.&lt;br /&gt;8) Me fascina que acerquen la silla.&lt;br /&gt;9) Me fascina que me diga Te Amo.&lt;br /&gt;10)Me fascina que me abrace sin motivo.&lt;br /&gt;11)Me fascina que acaricie mi cabello.&lt;br /&gt;12) Me fascina que huela mi piel.&lt;br /&gt;13) Me fascinan mil caricias jugetonas.&lt;br /&gt;14) Me fascinan los secretos.&lt;br /&gt;15) Me fascinan las sorpresas.&lt;br /&gt;16) Me fascina ver el cielo lleno de estrellas acompañada por El.&lt;br /&gt;17) Me fascinan mil besos.&lt;br /&gt;18) Me fascina hablar de nuestro futuro.&lt;br /&gt;19) Me fascina escuchar que te gusta de mi.&lt;br /&gt;20) Me fascina escuchar que no te gusta de mi.&lt;br /&gt;21) Me fascina que me trate como reina.&lt;br /&gt;22) Me fascina que pida mi opinion.&lt;br /&gt;23) Me fascina que me concienta.&lt;br /&gt;24) Me fascina que me mire a los ojos.&lt;br /&gt;25) Me fascina que me abrace mientras duermo.&lt;br /&gt;26) Me fascina que me pregunte si estoy agusto.&lt;br /&gt;27) Me fascina que me llame para decirme que me extraña.&lt;br /&gt;28) Me fascina que me dedique una cancion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y si tu me estas leyendo cuentame que es lo que mas te fascina que haga por ti, para que tu sientas que aqui estas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrazos y hasta pronto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-5511197510112854145?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/5511197510112854145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=5511197510112854145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/5511197510112854145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/5511197510112854145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2008/08/aqui-estoy.html' title='Aqui estoy!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/SKSO9-xJkwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/DtvUN-8W7jc/s72-c/La+Nuba+08-08-2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-390050818143652108</id><published>2008-02-20T18:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:34.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sea World'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrenalina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kraken'/><title type='text'>Sea World Kraken 02/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/R7zX1oUOkSI/AAAAAAAAANI/IUbIPCyvQvM/s1600-h/img025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/R7zX1oUOkSI/AAAAAAAAANI/IUbIPCyvQvM/s320/img025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169243788669784354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-390050818143652108?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/390050818143652108/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=390050818143652108&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/390050818143652108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/390050818143652108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2008/02/sea-world-kraken-022008.html' title='Sea World Kraken 02/2008'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/R7zX1oUOkSI/AAAAAAAAANI/IUbIPCyvQvM/s72-c/img025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1461074047965384491</id><published>2008-02-14T09:55:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:58:16.939-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Día de San Valentín en Mexico</title><content type='html'>About Love and Friendship&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"La amistad es lluvia de flores preciosas"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friendship is like a shower of precious flowers"        &lt;br /&gt; Aztec Poem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El Día del Amor y la Amistad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this fragment of a beautiful Aztec poem illustrates, since pre-Columbian times Mexicans  regard friendship very highly, considering it a precious gift of life.    Nowadays in Mexico, as in the rest of the world, we celebrate on February 14 El Día de San Valentín  popularly named El Día del Amor y la Amistad- the day of love and friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over town there are balloon vendors offering their colorful  heart shaped declarations of love, for most of them  have written on them "Te Amo" -I love you- "Para mi amor"-for my love, or "Felicidades" -congratulations.  Delicious chocolates, as well as flowers, especially red roses, and greeting cards are also sold in every store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If in Mexico, don't even try to go to a restaurant with out a reservation made weeks before.  Couples of all ages go out for dinner on this special date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, El Día del Amor y la Amistad is commemorated in Mexico in a way very similar to the manner in which the rest of the world celebrates, but surely, friendship and marriage had different expressions in pre-Columbian times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us explore how an Aztec wedding was performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Aztec Wedding   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;Aztec society was very structured and established rules that regulated almost all aspects of life.  Regarding marriage, a young Aztec boy was able to get married only after he reached the age of 20.  Most of them got married between the ages of 20 and 22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage was arranged between families, which meant that the young couple had little say in the matter, as it was in most ancient societies. Of course there were some exceptions, and sometimes a young couple fell in love , and with the authorization of both families got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first requirement to fulfill, in order to celebrate the matrimony, was that the young man had to complete his education and obtain permission from his teachers to leave school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; His family would have to offer a banquet for the teachers,  in which they would ask for the necessary permission.   They would have to prepare  many dishes for this occasion including  tamales and cacao or chocolate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, the old relatives of the groom, his father and the men of the neighborhood spoke to the educators while showing them an ax "that symbolizes the  desire of this young man to cut the ties that bind him to you, since he wants in his heart to get married; take this ax and permit our son to be liberated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers proceeded to accept the ax as a symbol of their consent  and after delivering a sermon in which they admonished the young man to always obey the gods, to be honorable, to be a good provider for his wife and family and a brave warrior when at war,  they left the house.          ¡Obviously without any hard feelings!                       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Young Bride     &lt;br /&gt;              &lt;br /&gt;The parents of the groom carefully selected  the bride for their son, requesting the advice of  the most respected fortunetellers. The wizards would study the signs under which each of the chosen girls was born, and then suggest the ideal bride for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of old women from the neighborhood called cihuatlanque,   requested  on behalf of the groom's parents,  permission from the girl's family for the marriage to take place.   Traditionally the first time they visited the family, the parents denied their consent.   On the second visit, a couple of days later, and after a family council,  their authorization was granted.  Once again they feasted for several days, happy to have the two families joined by their children's wedding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The date for the ceremony was selected, once again by the fortunetellers, so the couple would have the best possible future together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Ceremony                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that special date, selected with so much love and faith in the promising future, the wedding was celebrated at night at the groom's home.  On that day, but in the afternoon, the bride participated on a ritual bath, washed her hair.  Then she had her arms and legs decorated with red feathers, and her face was painted with a yellow pigment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy's family arrived and after telling her that they were very happy to have her be a part of their family, and showering her with presents, they all guided the girl to her new home. They walked through the streets, carrying torches, and singing  all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived, the girl was handed an incensory.  The boy welcomed his bride at the door  holding an other incense burner.  They exchanged this incense as a symbol of respect to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They entered singing and dancing to their new home, where the old women,  the cihuatlanque, would tie their blouses together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  they were formally declared man and wife, and of course, another bountiful feast was given to celebrate such a fortunate event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1461074047965384491?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1461074047965384491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1461074047965384491&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1461074047965384491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1461074047965384491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2008/02/da-de-san-valentn-en-mexico.html' title='Día de San Valentín en Mexico'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-7597491828207544419</id><published>2007-11-01T10:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:34.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIA DE MUERTOS'/><title type='text'>Day of the Dead / El Día de los Muertos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyowZNXxs7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/xP1BcbqpKmY/s1600-h/Frida+Dia+de+Muertos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyowZNXxs7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/xP1BcbqpKmY/s320/Frida+Dia+de+Muertos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127964335358981042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beginning of time, man has felt the need to explain the mystery of life and death.  Many civilizations and cultures have created rituals to try and give meaning to  human existence.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do we come from?   &lt;br /&gt;Why does life end?  &lt;br /&gt;Is there "life" after death?  &lt;br /&gt;If so, what kind of  "life"? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we do something while alive so we can enjoy "life" after death?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the questions man has asked himself  in order to understand our finite existence on this earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the indigenous peoples of Mexico, death was considered the passage to a new life and so the deceased were buried with many of their personal objects, which they would need in the hereafter.  Many times even their pets were sacrificed so they would accompany their masters on their long journey.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From pre Columbian times, El Día de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead has been celebrated in Mexico, and other Latin countries. This is a very special ritual, since it is the day in which the living remember their departed relatives.  Sometimes, when people of other cultures hear for the first time about the celebration of the Day of the Dead, they mistakenly think it must be: gruesome, terrifying, scary, ugly and sad. Nothing further from the truth, Day of the Dead is a beautiful ritual in which Mexicans happily and lovingly remember their loved relatives that have died.  Much like when we go to a graveyard to leave some lovely flowers on a tomb of a relative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On November 1st and 2nd Mexico celebrates   the Day of the Dead, and there are two very special places where this ritual is specially impressive: Mixquic, a small town in Mexico City, and in Janitzio, a charming little island in the state of Michoacan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first inhabitants of Michoacan, the state where Janitzio is located, thought that because of the extraordinary beauty of this lake, it was the door to heaven and that through it the gods used to come down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the vastest and richest kingdoms of pre-Hispanic times was established in this Mexican state, the Purepecha Empire, which was able to maintain its independence from the powerful Aztecs, who at the time had control over most of Mesoamerica, Middle America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the rest of the pre-Hispanic civilizations, these people succumbed to the Spanish conquerors, which imposed their customs, their language and their Catholic religion.  The natives acquired these new cultural elements but blended and adapted them to their own culture; from this fusion new beliefs and ritual were born, such as the Celebration of the Day of the Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michoacan is probably one of the most representative of the merging of the two cultures, observed in their magnificent Spanish architecture, its spacious plazas or squares, and their folklore and religious fervor of their traditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the last days of October, the entire region prepares for the great fiesta of Los Días de Muertos, the Days of the Dead.  The square fills with stands that offer all types of colorful figures allusive to death, the most popular made of sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Markets are filled with the cempasúchil flower; this orange marigold was the flower that the Aztecs used to remember their dead by.  Its color represents the tones of earth and is used to guide the souls to their homes and altars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many families grow their own cempasúchil, believing that doing so is more appropriate for their offerings. Through their work and their care, these flowers grow and will finally adorn their ofrendas and their tombs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early in October, all over the country, bakeries offer the delicious Pan de Muerto, Day of the Dead bread, made with flour, butter, sugar, eggs, orange peel, anise and yeast.  The bread is adorned with strips of dough simulating bones and at the top a small round piece of dough that symbolizes teardrops. These breads are placed on the altars or ofrendas, and are also taken to the tombs in the graveyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another traditional dish prepared for the celebration is the tasty Calabaza en Tacha, Sweet Pumpkin, a dessert prepared with pumpkin, cinnamon, and piloncillo, dark sugar cones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janitzio is one of the islands on lake Patzcuaro, with 1,500 inhabitants.   Little white houses all with red tile roofs crowd the island, and at the summit the stone statue of one of the fathers of Mexico’s Independence, José María Morelos, dominates the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get to the island it is necessary to take launches that constantly go to and fro Janitzio, carrying and bringing passengers as well as provisions and merchandise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no busier times for the launches that on the days of the dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eve of El Día de Muertos, the boats are loaded with people that are very busy taking the flowers and essential articles for the celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The island is dressing up with beauty and mysticism!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the lake, one can also see the fishermen with their traditional nets that grace the view. They are called Butterfly Nets.  Watching the fishermen go out in groups is a bewitching spectacle, particularly during the early ours of the morning, with the mist and the calming stillness of the lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people of Janitzio have conserved this form of fishing, as well as other millenarian customs and traditions that are part of the enchantment of this island. Especially distinctive is the way in which the women dress , and their methods of cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to fishing, they complement their economy with the production of handicrafts for sale to the many visitors that come to Janitzio, and in many small inns they offer the delicious pescado blanco, white fish, unique to Lake Patzcuaro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of the locals work and study outside the island.  Since there is only an elementary school on the islet, when the kids go on to high school they have to attend schools in Patzcuaro.  You can imagine how striking it is to see the young students on their rowboats, crossing the lake early in the morning to get to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By October 31st, all the houses and shops, as well as the docks are decorated with cempasuchil flowers and fruits from this region.  The whole community participates enthusiastically in the preparations of this festivity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofrendas are set up in the houses for their dead relatives. Generally ofrendas are set up on a table covered with a tablecloth and papel picado.  They are decorated with sugar skulls, candles, cempasuchil flowers, and paper mache skeletons. Plates with the favorite foods of their dead relatives are also set on the ofrenda. Some have also liquor and cigarettes. On the ofrendas for the deceased children they place toys in addition to the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characteristic of this region are the wooden arches that the families create and adorn with cempasuchil and fruits for the tombs in the cemetery. A very interesting tradition is that for the first three years that follow the passing away of a person, every November first, it is the godparents of the deceased who decorate the arch.  When they finish, they go to the parents’ house and lovingly offer it to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the morning &lt;br /&gt;of  November 1st,   the ceremony in honor of the Angelitos takes place in the cemetery. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The little angels or angelitos are the children that died and that could never experience the happiness and sorrows of adulthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early the bells of the church start ringing, calling children’s souls and the living relatives that will attend the ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:00 A.M., in the small chapel of Janitzio, mass has already begun. Remember, this is fundamentally a Catholic ritual.  After mass, the women and children go to the graveyard to clean and decorate the tombs.  They bring with them flowers, bread and fruits in baskets covered with napkins that they embroidered themselves, as well as the copal, incense, that they will burn so that the aroma will help guide the returning souls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each family brings with them in honor of their deceased relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful view enriches this mystical moment… in the distance, from the graveyard the fishermen can be seen with their canoes starting their working day. The lake is so peaceful, as if welcoming the spirits that are returning home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, and quietly, the cemetery begins to fill up.  The music of a band can be heard slowly approaching the graveyard.  It is a family that is carrying an arch accompanied by the band.  Their son died a few months before, and this morning is the first Day of the Dead that they will be honoring him. This is why they have brought a band with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music resonates fills the burial ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around nine in the morning the ritual in honor of the deceased children ends. In a couple of hours, at nightfall, the most impressive celebration will begin, the ritual in which the souls of the deceased adults are honored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is surprising how in such a little island, thousands and thousands of visitors will arrive in order to witness this beautiful rite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the preceding hours, the carpenters laboriously work to set a stage for the folkloric dances that will be performed as part of the celebrations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, with everything ready, the dances begin. The Danza de los Viejitos, Dance of the Old Men, representative dance of this region.  In pre-Hispanic times this dance was performed as a ritual honoring the Sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another popular dance is the Pescado Blanco, White Fish, through which the inhabitants of Janitzio express their gratitude to the lake, since fishing is their most important economical activity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also at night, as a way of expressing their gratitude to God for all the blessings they have been given, the fishermen go out to the lake with their canoes, lighting the way with torches and carrying out an impressive ritual with their butterfly nets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight it is the graveyard of the island the place in which living and dead will reunite once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bell at the entrance rings all night long, calling the souls to return and enjoy the splendid ceremony. It is mainly the women and children who silently find the tombs of their relatives, on which they place the lovely embroidered napkins and set candles, the flowers and food that their dead so much enjoyed when alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the night goes by, with prayers and chants from the women and children, while the men silently observe what goes on.   Their songs and prayers are elevated to the sky, begging for the eternal rest of the souls and for the happiness of the living.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The essence of this beautiful ritual is to lovingly and happily remember the dead relatives, their life, and in this way, give meaning and continuity to human existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day of the Dead is a grand celebration of life itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for fun I took a picture for Halloween 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyowZdXxs8I/AAAAAAAAANA/45fc1Dbki34/s1600-h/Halloween+OCT07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyowZdXxs8I/AAAAAAAAANA/45fc1Dbki34/s320/Halloween+OCT07.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127964339653948354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-7597491828207544419?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/7597491828207544419/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=7597491828207544419&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/7597491828207544419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/7597491828207544419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/11/dia-de-muertos-vs-halloween.html' title='Day of the Dead / El Día de los Muertos'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyowZNXxs7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/xP1BcbqpKmY/s72-c/Frida+Dia+de+Muertos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1204158637964251464</id><published>2007-10-29T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:34.918-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reign over me'/><title type='text'>Reign over ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyZ-MQ4b1mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/t5JqJ6Aaw9A/s1600-h/Reign+over+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyZ-MQ4b1mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/t5JqJ6Aaw9A/s320/Reign+over+me.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126923974963091042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After losing his wife and kids in the 9/11 terrorist attacks, Charlie (Adam Sandler) goes into a severe depression and retreats from the world. Luckily, he runs into his old college roommate, Alan (Don Cheadle), who feels sorry for his old friend and does his best to draw him back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS AN EXCELLENT MOVIE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this move soon comes to Mexico so my friends and family can see it, simply because I learned through this move that you can duel indefenitly and not live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will enjoy this move as much as I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"LIVE EVERY DAY LIKE IT'S THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1204158637964251464?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1204158637964251464/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1204158637964251464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1204158637964251464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1204158637964251464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/10/reign-over-me.html' title='Reign over ME'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RyZ-MQ4b1mI/AAAAAAAAAMw/t5JqJ6Aaw9A/s72-c/Reign+over+me.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-9043219776340661057</id><published>2007-10-23T06:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T09:11:23.928-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cumpleaños Feliz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sidy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yj6cbM-h8xg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yj6cbM-h8xg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que la pases super bien Chidy al lado de tus Familia y amigos que te queremos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y claro no podian faltar las inolvidables Mañanitas con Vicente Fernandez para ti que eres super Mexicana de corazon como yo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_CIjHLZk27U&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_CIjHLZk27U&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un besote amiga y que la pases de lo lindo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-9043219776340661057?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/9043219776340661057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-2043204290182513789</id><published>2007-10-16T11:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:35.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chimichanga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mexican food'/><title type='text'>When there is no Tacos around... Chimichangas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RxTy5oiBb1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HPN500sTpPI/s1600-h/Chimichangas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RxTy5oiBb1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HPN500sTpPI/s320/Chimichangas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121985748173680466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chimichanga&lt;br /&gt;Filling:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 lb. boneless shoulder chuck roast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salt and pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 T. bacon drippings or vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 garlic cloves minced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C. chopped onion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 C. beef stock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 10-12 inch tortillas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rub the salt and pepper on the roast. Saute in the oil. Add onion and garlic. Add the beef broth. Cover tightly and simmer for about 1 1/2 hours, until roast is very tender. Cool until you can handle the roast. With 2 forks shred the beef into small pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the meat to the broth and add another 1/2 C. diced onion. Cook until all liquid is out of the beef. The beef should remain moist but not juicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm the tortilla enough so that you can roll it. Place 3/4 C. of the mixture in the center of the tortilla. Fold in sides and roll up. Secure with toothpicks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To serve: Warm 5 inches oil in Dutch oven or other large pan to 375°F. Fry until golden brown, about 4 minutes. Drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top with cheese, sour cream, tomatoes and salsa. Serve immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-2043204290182513789?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/2043204290182513789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=2043204290182513789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/2043204290182513789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/2043204290182513789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-there-is-no-tacos-arround.html' title='When there is no Tacos around... Chimichangas!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RxTy5oiBb1I/AAAAAAAAAMU/HPN500sTpPI/s72-c/Chimichangas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1817672177840615884</id><published>2007-10-14T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:35.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is in the air!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RxInhYiBb0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fCEOmHRNjts/s1600-h/P1000440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RxInhYiBb0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fCEOmHRNjts/s320/P1000440.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121199180747992898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air.  And this is a week to deepen our understanding of it, so we can experience more of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we truly love about other people is the Light within.  The more we focus on seeing a person's Light, the deeper we will care for them.  The true purpose of love is to learn how to love the Light force of the Creator that is inside each of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it. What is the thing that shakes, rattles, and rolls us more than anything? Love.  For most of us, when we don't have love, we feel like we don't have anything at all. We're especially in touch with this emptiness when a relationship ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the secret is, loving another person is not the goal - it is the means by which we achieve the goal. And again, the goal is to love the Light of the Creator, not only in another person, but in everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about your favorite place in nature. You know that peace that comes over you when you're absorbed in the beauty? Or the thrill of biting into your favorite dish? In those moments, you are extracting Light from those physical delights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the kicker - it's easy to connect to the Light in those moments because you're getting something out of the one percent and the 99 percent. The real test is when a co-worker pushes your buttons and you want to reach into their cubicle and choke them. Or when the parking attendant shows up one minute before you can put another quarter in the meter. Or when someone you trusted breaks your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can manage to see the Light in these people - well, that's what is called true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great exercise for this week is to focus on the Light within someone in your life. Work on doing something nice for them every day, by being considerate of their feelings. Avoid being irritable or self-centered with them.  And when you notice negativity in their behavior, don't criticize them. Instead, make the effort to give them even more love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the big picture, this exercise is about creating unity with the Light. If you consistently work to keep your sharing basket full, so too will your heart be filled - with love, joy, confidence, and all things Light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1817672177840615884?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1817672177840615884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1817672177840615884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1817672177840615884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1817672177840615884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/10/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is in the air!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RxInhYiBb0I/AAAAAAAAAMM/fCEOmHRNjts/s72-c/P1000440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-3087847802447391538</id><published>2007-10-09T11:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T11:48:21.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>There once was a woman who woke up one morning, &lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror, &lt;br /&gt;and noticed she had only three hairs on her head.&lt;br /&gt;Well," she said, "I think I'll braid my hair today?" &lt;br /&gt;So she did &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;she &lt;br /&gt;had&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;br /&gt;wonderful &lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, &lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror &lt;br /&gt;and saw that she had only two hairs on her head. &lt;br /&gt;"H-M-M," she said, &lt;br /&gt;"I think I'll part my hair down the middle today?" &lt;br /&gt;So she did &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;she &lt;br /&gt;had &lt;br /&gt;a &lt;br /&gt;grand &lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, &lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror and noticed that she had only one hair on her head. &lt;br /&gt;"Well," she said, &lt;br /&gt;"today I'm going to wear my hair in a pony tail." &lt;br /&gt;So she did &lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;she &lt;br /&gt;had &lt;br /&gt;a &lt;br /&gt;fun, &lt;br /&gt;fun &lt;br /&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day she woke up, &lt;br /&gt;looked in the mirror and noticed that there wasn't a single hair on her head. &lt;br /&gt;"YEA!" she exclaimed, &lt;br /&gt;"I don't have to fix my hair today!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attitude is everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kinder than necessary,&lt;br /&gt;for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;br /&gt;Live simply, &lt;br /&gt;Love generously,&lt;br /&gt;Care deeply,&lt;br /&gt;Speak kindly.......&lt;br /&gt;Leave the rest to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass........&lt;br /&gt;It's about learning to dance in the rain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-3087847802447391538?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/3087847802447391538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=3087847802447391538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/3087847802447391538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/3087847802447391538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/10/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-5102026704773351710</id><published>2007-10-02T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:35.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monterrey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RwKOOHBzsAI/AAAAAAAAALM/sHnpWKx0eUk/s1600-h/Mty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RwKOOHBzsAI/AAAAAAAAALM/sHnpWKx0eUk/s320/Mty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116808499702247426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola Monterrey!&lt;br /&gt;Sabes no habia tenido la cortesia de despedirme de ti, pero esta ocasion espero sea definitiva con tristeza e ilusion lo digo.. el motivo pues porque me case y mi adorado esposo no es Regio, asi que ya no podre ver las hermosas montañas que me abrazaban dia a dia, ni tampoco vere el rayo lazer cada noche, ni podre ver a mi gente regia linda y querida, pero prometo visitarte de vez en cuando!&lt;br /&gt;Claro que te extraño, pero aun mas tu fuiste testigo de mis alegrias y tristezas al lado de mi familia y amigos... ellos finalmente son los que me han dado hermosos recuerdos en esta mi ciudad. Hoy tan poblada por propios y extranjeros nacionales e internacionales!&lt;br /&gt;Espero que mi sueño de casarme en mi dulce tierra se vuelva realidad, ya que es un hecho que mi desendencia no seran Regiomontanos de nacimiento.. y el desorden lo empezaron mis hermanos jajaja pero bueno no es intencional.. la vida nos ha traido a vivir fuera de ti Bella Sultana...&lt;br /&gt;Reconozco que me consentiste demasiado y ahora digo que la vida no es vida sin.. las delicias Culinarias... que dia a dia me ofreciste mi hermoso(a)Monterrey extraño los deliciosos caldos de Cola de Res, los tacos de Barbacoa, el Cabrito, La carne Asada, las tostadas con chile y limon, el cortadillo, las discadas, los azados de puerco, el Menudo, los Tamales.. especialmente los borrachos y los de frijol, las Papas rellenas de queso y sirlon, con una deliciosa Cerveza.. ya muy tradicional en Michemix o Chamochela... los dulces regionales las Glorias mis preferidas!&lt;br /&gt;Los partidos clasicos de futbol soccer entre Tigres y Monterrey!&lt;br /&gt;La musica... imposible evitar la musica Regional, con el acordeon y sin olvidarme de mis gruperos... y las Bandas del Fara Fara y los Mariachis jajaja si esos grupos no fallan en la Avenida Juarez!&lt;br /&gt;Los lindos paisajes de la Estanzuela, Cola de Caballo, Chipinque, Cerro de la Silla, Villa de Santiago! &lt;br /&gt;Espero que la proxima vez que te visite estes mas organizada en el trafico porque reconozco que eres una bella ciudad Industrializada y de punto de conferencias o eventos Internacionale y Mundiales, pero con todo y eso te sigues inundando con cada lluviecita que hay, bueno espero sigas poniendote tan bella y organizada ok..&lt;br /&gt;Hay Monterrey te mando un mega beso... muy pronto ire y voy a visitarte junto a mi familia y amistades, te lo prometo! Te quiero Monterrey!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-5102026704773351710?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/5102026704773351710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=5102026704773351710&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/5102026704773351710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/5102026704773351710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/10/monterrey.html' title='Monterrey!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RwKOOHBzsAI/AAAAAAAAALM/sHnpWKx0eUk/s72-c/Mty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1980930903507603175</id><published>2007-09-27T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:35.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eres para mi.. Julieta Vengas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RvvBnXBzr9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/BjxvNZRR_QE/s1600-h/Xiomara+%26+Bill+New+Orleans+07222007+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RvvBnXBzr9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/BjxvNZRR_QE/s320/Xiomara+%26+Bill+New+Orleans+07222007+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114894683749986258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, me lo ha dicho el viento &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, lo oigo todo el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, me lo ha dicho el viento &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sombra que pasa &lt;br /&gt;La luz que me abraza &lt;br /&gt;Tus ojos mirándome &lt;br /&gt;La calle que canta su canto de diario &lt;br /&gt;El mundo moviéndose &lt;br /&gt;Y yo sé que tienes miedo &lt;br /&gt;Y no es un buen momento para tí &lt;br /&gt;Ni para esto que nos viene sucediendo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero eres para mí, me lo ha dicho el viento &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, lo oigo todo el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, me lo ha dicho el viento &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El espejo que da su reflejo &lt;br /&gt;en todo lo pinta tal como es &lt;br /&gt;Mi cuerpo que no tiene peso &lt;br /&gt;si escucha tu voz, llamándome &lt;br /&gt;Yo sé que tienes miedo &lt;br /&gt;Y no es un buen momento para tí &lt;br /&gt;Ni para esto que nos viene sucediendo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temes Sentir mas de la cuenta &lt;br /&gt;el corazón es un músculo si no late revienta &lt;br /&gt;Extraño mirarte de lejos &lt;br /&gt;y hacernos los tontos parecemos tan viejos &lt;br /&gt;Tiempo, ¿quieres mas tiempo? &lt;br /&gt;mírame la piel no ves acaso lo que siento &lt;br /&gt;Tú eres para mí yo soy para tí, &lt;br /&gt;el viento me lo dijo con un soplo suavecito &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo sé que tienes miedo &lt;br /&gt;Y no es un buen momento para tí (ni para mí) &lt;br /&gt;Ni para esto que nos viene sucediendo &lt;br /&gt;Pero eres para mí, me lo ha dicho el viento &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, lo oigo todo el tiempo &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, me lo ha dicho el viento &lt;br /&gt;Eres para mí, &lt;br /&gt;Tú eres para mí yo soy para tí, &lt;br /&gt;el viento me lo dijo con un soplo suavecito (3) &lt;br /&gt;Tú eres para mí yo soy para tí...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1980930903507603175?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1980930903507603175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1980930903507603175&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1980930903507603175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1980930903507603175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/09/no-sere-una-mujer-perfecta-de-las-que.html' title='Eres para mi.. Julieta Vengas'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RvvBnXBzr9I/AAAAAAAAAK0/BjxvNZRR_QE/s72-c/Xiomara+%26+Bill+New+Orleans+07222007+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-3386050945139836858</id><published>2007-09-17T10:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:37.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Historia de la Independencia de México</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6x0NARToI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HWgdW75dsfU/s1600-h/bandera+de+mexico.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6x0NARToI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HWgdW75dsfU/s320/bandera+de+mexico.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111218137514200706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La Independencia de México marcó una etapa muy importante ya que se dejó de depender de España y se convirtió en un país libre y soberano, pero no fue sencillo obtenerla ya que el proceso duró 11 años de extensa lucha del pueblo de México por obtener su libertad, esta lucha está dividida en 4 etapas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6zV9ARTrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rssWNMjsNBg/s1600-h/Miguel+Hidalgo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6zV9ARTrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rssWNMjsNBg/s320/Miguel+Hidalgo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111219816846413490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1.- Primera Etapa – Antecedentes y "Grito de Independencia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta etapa comienza a principios de la década entre 1800 y 1810, cuando los colonos de la Nueva España, incluyendo a los ricos, criollos, indígenas y latifundistas, ya no deseaban compartir la riqueza del nuevo pueblo con los españoles a quienes también se llamaba "gachupines", además que dentro de la Nueva España había mucha desigualdad social, éste era el pretexto principal para pensar en la Independencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En 1808, Napoleón ocupa España, por lo tanto los españoles estaban muy ocupados defendiendo su país. El pueblo de México al enterarse de la invasión francesa en España, aprovecha para promover el movimiento de la Independencia, por medio de carteles en todo el país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llegando a San Miguel se les unió el ejército de Dragones de la Reyna, y partieron hacia Celaya, donde Hidalgo fue nombrado General del ejército, Allende fue nombrado teniente y Aldama Mariscal, esto con el fin de organizar un poco a la gente. Y de ahí salieron hacia Guanajuato y en medio de una fuerte lucha entraron a la Alhóndiga de Granaditas (donde estaban los españoles), tomando así la ciudad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru60E9ARTsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NUT_LDyMAiw/s1600-h/Jose+Maria+Morelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru60E9ARTsI/AAAAAAAAAKM/NUT_LDyMAiw/s320/Jose+Maria+Morelos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111220624300265154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.- Segunda Etapa – Campañas de José María Morelos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La segunda etapa se caracteriza por las extensas luchas en el Sur del país al mando de José Maria Morelos que antes había sido el Cura de Carácuaro, pero al se entrevistado tiempo antes con Hidalgo, este le dijo que se encargara de organizar al pueblo del sur, esta etapa se caracteriza por la organización y definición de este movimiento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se le unieron los hermanos Juan, José y Hermenegildo Galeana que contaban con mucha popularidad, tierras y conocimiento. El Virrey Venegas mandó a Francisco Paris a combatir contra Morelos, pero en Tres Palos el ejército insurgente obtuvo la victoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José María Morelos y Pavón, comienza a tener victorias en el sur y el centro del territorio nacional. Durante esta etapa, se definieron con claridad los propósitos del movimiento de independencia. El documento que mejor refleja el ideario social y político de Morelos es el conocido con el título de Sentimientos de la Nación donde por primera vez se planteó la independencia de México del dominio español.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En este tiempo se ganaron muchas provincias del territorio nacional y la lucha cobró forma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru60aNARTtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_ZLapr_abh4/s1600-h/Vicente+Gerrero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru60aNARTtI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_ZLapr_abh4/s320/Vicente+Gerrero.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111220989372485330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.- Tercera Etapa – Campañas de Guerrero y José Mina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tras la muerte de Morelos se inicia una época de decadencia de la lucha, ya que carecía de la unión de los principales líderes, quienes no tenían suficientes conocimientos militares. Entre los más destacados está el Amo Torres y a Pedro moreno que tuvieron su punto de partida en Guanajuato. En Veracruz se distinguió Don Nicolás Bravo, Vicente Guerrero en el, Don Guadalupe Victoria y el español Javier Mina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así otra vez el movimiento libertario comenzó a decaer; los centros insurgentes fueron dominados por los realistas como la junta de Jaujilla en Michoacán que se disolvió en noviembre de 1819 y la de Palmillas en Veracruz; otro tanto ocurrió con los jefes del movimiento como Rayón, Verduzco y Bravo que sucumbieron ante la lucha siendo condenados a cadena perpetua. Mientras tanto Guerrero comenzó su lucha en el Sur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6y3dARTpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d5OdUWOnf0A/s1600-h/Ejercito+Trigarante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6y3dARTpI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/d5OdUWOnf0A/s320/Ejercito+Trigarante.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111219292860403346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4.- Cuarta Etapa – Abrazo de Acatempan – Consumación de la Independencia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La última etapa, que es cuando se logró la consumación de independencia, Vicente Guerrero e Iturbide, son los principales actores. Tras once años de lucha, los criollos y el pueblo en general empezaban a ver perdida la rebelión.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En el sur se mantenía invicto Guerrero, con un pequeño ejército, ahí se le unió Pedro Ascencio que había combatido cultivando las tierras al mismo tiempo para no carecer de alimento. Ascencio había luchado en la Sierra de Goleta, en esta los accidentes geográficos fueron un aliado para los insurgentes, ya que los realistas no estaban acostumbrados a pelear en esas condiciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando VII, mando a Riego y Quiroga a suprimir las luchas en la Nueva España, pero éstos se levantaron para obligar al monarca a aceptar la Constitución, por lo que éste se vio obligado a jurarla y a convocar a Corte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los conspiradores de la Profesa resolvieron entonces proclamar la independencia llamando al poder a un príncipe español. Monteagudo propuso para realizar el plan a Don Agustín de Iturbide, en sustitución de Armijo. Al ver los problemas de los españoles, los insurgentes se alentaron para iniciar otra vez la lucha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iturbide aceptó el Plan de la Profesa, este se encontraba despojado del mando, pero ahora se le devolvieron sus tropas (el regimiento de Celaya) y la caballería de la frontera; quienes al conocer las ideas de su capitán y lo aceptaron. Iturbide iba ir hacia el Sur pero se dio cuenta que era inútil ya que Guerrero tenía bien dominada la zona aparte lo accidentado del lugar favorecía a Guerrero, por lo que opta por negociar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iturbide decide mandarle una carta a Guerrero donde le ofrece buenas condiciones, entre ellas se reconocería su grado, su ejército y sus tierra; y que en el caso de no llegar a un acuerdo sería el mismo quien intervendría para lograr la independencia. Viendo esto Moleros, se interesó mucho en que Iturbide deseara la independencia, así que busco la forma de entrevistarse con el. Después de largas conversaciones en Acatempan el 10 de febrero de 1821, se llegó a un acuerdo en el cual Guerrero quedaba a las órdenes de Iturbide. A este suceso se le conoce como el "Abrazo de Acatempan". Después le siguió la proclamación del Plan de Iguala, donde Iturbide modifica los acuerdos de la Profesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6y3dARTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s8xGBZHxFL8/s1600-h/Iturbide.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6y3dARTqI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/s8xGBZHxFL8/s320/Iturbide.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111219292860403362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Iturbide fue apoyado por los españoles, ya que este les informaba que tenía sometidos a los insurgentes, sin embargo lo que el quería era unir tanto a criollos como españoles, para crear una nación que no estaría sometida a España.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al principio se pensó en un gobierno monárquico, pero se quería que el gobernante (aunque fuera de la familia de los Borgones) gobernara en forma liberal e independiente. Y por último se estableció que la única religión sería la católica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas fueron las famosas Tres Garantías: unión (rojo), independencia (verde) y religión (blanco), entendiéndose por la primera la fusión de los americanos y españoles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con tales principios, Iturbide el 1 de marzo de 1821, reunió a sus tropas y juró ante ellas cumplir los postulados de las Tres Garantías, al ejercito resultante de la unión de españoles y criollos se le llamó Trigarante o de las Tres Garantías.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Acapulco, Iturbide sufrió algunas bajas por el ejército de Armijo que se encontraba en el sur. Iturbide marchó al Bajío y se le unieron varios realistas, entre ellos Filisola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En casi todas las provincias se les unieron personas importantes tanto del los realistas como Bustamante y Cortázar; como insurgentes como Bravo, Guadalupe Victoria, Rayón, Negrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A los pocos días, llegó de España, Juan O'Donojú, con el cargo de Virrey, quien aceptó negociar con Iturbide y puso su firma el 24 de agosto de 1821, en el tratado de Córdoba, que ratificaba en lo esencial el Plan de Iguala. El 27 de septiembre, el ejército Trigarante, con Iturbide al frente, hizo su entrada triunfal a México y el 28 se nombró al primer gobierno independiente. Así después de once años de lucha México se proclama un país independiente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-3386050945139836858?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/3386050945139836858/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=3386050945139836858&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/3386050945139836858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/3386050945139836858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/09/historia-de-la-independencia-de-mxico.html' title='Historia de la Independencia de México'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Ru6x0NARToI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HWgdW75dsfU/s72-c/bandera+de+mexico.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-2608892137141020794</id><published>2007-09-13T10:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:37.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALGO PARA MEDITAR</title><content type='html'>Por Madre Teresa de Calcuta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; La felicidad no está ni en el pasado ni en el futuro, es hoy. &lt;br /&gt;La cosa más fácil, equivocarse. &lt;br /&gt;El obstáculo más grande, el miedo.&lt;br /&gt;El error mayor, abandonarse. &lt;br /&gt;La raíz de todos los males, el egoísmo. &lt;br /&gt;La distracción más bella, el trabajo. &lt;br /&gt;La peor derrota, el desaliento.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rulr0NARTfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mCMe-18cSfs/s1600-h/DSC_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rulr0NARTfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mCMe-18cSfs/s320/DSC_0218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109733796816702962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Los mejores profesores, los niños. &lt;br /&gt;La primer necesidad, comunicarse.&lt;br /&gt;Lo que nos hace más feliz, ser útiles a los demás. &lt;br /&gt;El misterio más grande, la muerte.&lt;br /&gt;El peor defecto, el malhumor. &lt;br /&gt;La persona más peligrosa, la mentirosa. &lt;br /&gt;La mayor satisfacción, el deber cumplido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; El sentimiento más ruin, el rencor. &lt;br /&gt;El mejor remedio, el optimismo. &lt;br /&gt;El regalo más bello, el perdón. &lt;br /&gt;El resguardo más eficaz, la sonrisa.&lt;br /&gt;Lo imprescindible, el hogar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rulpq9ARTeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ykeEnLTC6I/s1600-h/DSC_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rulpq9ARTeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7ykeEnLTC6I/s320/DSC_0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109731438879657442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; La ruta mas rápida, el camino correcto.&lt;br /&gt;La sensación más grata, la paz interior.&lt;br /&gt;La fuerza más potente del mundo, la fe.&lt;br /&gt;Las personas más necesarias, los padres. &lt;br /&gt;La cosa más bella de todas, el amor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-2608892137141020794?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/2608892137141020794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=2608892137141020794&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/2608892137141020794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/2608892137141020794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/09/algo-para-meditar.html' title='ALGO PARA MEDITAR'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rulr0NARTfI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mCMe-18cSfs/s72-c/DSC_0218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-4459263840517234304</id><published>2007-09-06T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:38.649-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='San Agustin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Castillo de San Marcos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FL'/><title type='text'>San Agustin, FL</title><content type='html'>Here at the front door of Castillo de San Marcos, this place has Canons from Port of Veracruz Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuA5U7iOjNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8HCNxYbJAC8/s1600-h/P1020712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuA5U7iOjNI/AAAAAAAAAHE/8HCNxYbJAC8/s320/P1020712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107145009179561170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oldest School on USA is in San Agustin and here we are standing at the front door.  Spooke place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuAwh7iOjKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_kcB7tPWHf4/s1600-h/P1020683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuAwh7iOjKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_kcB7tPWHf4/s320/P1020683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107135336913210530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Soldiers recreating the original uniform of the Army that Protected the Castillo of San Marcos and its Construction began on October 2, 1672 so the fort is over 333 years old. The Castillo was built by the Spanish to protect their interests in La Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuBD_riOjRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/i3g8hI6zLc4/s1600-h/P1020706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuBD_riOjRI/AAAAAAAAAHk/i3g8hI6zLc4/s320/P1020706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107156738735246610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Nice Pirate with two Mexican's, and one Puerto Rico and Brazilian Ladies. Can you tell it was raining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuBEp7iOjSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FJd5Says6Q8/s1600-h/P1020687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuBEp7iOjSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FJd5Says6Q8/s320/P1020687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107157464584719650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-4459263840517234304?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/4459263840517234304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=4459263840517234304&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' 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xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1164727935995434186</id><published>2007-08-23T13:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T13:21:01.948-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luis Miguel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Rey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musica Folclorica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alejandro Fernadez'/><title type='text'>El Rey</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdONjEg8HZ0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pdONjEg8HZ0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am away from my family, my friends, my food and my country this song came to my mind, it is popular and folcloric and cheer my soul just listening to it being singed by two of the singers and Mariachi that I most like...enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1164727935995434186?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1164727935995434186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1164727935995434186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1164727935995434186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1164727935995434186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-rey.html' title='El Rey'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-4950692596228380636</id><published>2007-08-23T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T09:13:42.528-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='North Carolina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunscreen'/><title type='text'>Wear Sunscreen</title><content type='html'>I receive this beautiful message from my dearest friend Paty Ochoa and I love it, that's why Im chearing it with you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DgzHrI61CuM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DgzHrI61CuM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-4950692596228380636?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/4950692596228380636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=4950692596228380636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/4950692596228380636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/4950692596228380636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/08/wear-sunscreen.html' title='Wear Sunscreen'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-7086648046330905011</id><published>2007-08-20T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:39.206-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lond Island'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bag Pipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Competition'/><title type='text'>Bag Pipe Competition Aug 2007</title><content type='html'>Congratulations Mr. Bill Ryan Sr. for you and your group that got First Place on Bag Pipe Competition out of 14 Groups at New York!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RssHHbiOjJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qyHjkOJV-6k/s1600-h/P1020541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RssHHbiOjJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qyHjkOJV-6k/s320/P1020541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101178827159014546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four handsome Ryan's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuA6w7iOjOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ziBtmmmKDgY/s1600-h/P1020458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuA6w7iOjOI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ziBtmmmKDgY/s320/P1020458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107146589727526114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Corinne taking the Pic, with my Ryan's Bunch having fun after the Competition and two Members of Mr. Ryan Band Group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuA6xLiOjPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tu0g9fNQzpw/s1600-h/P1020561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RuA6xLiOjPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/tu0g9fNQzpw/s320/P1020561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107146594022493426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-7086648046330905011?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/7086648046330905011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=7086648046330905011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/7086648046330905011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/7086648046330905011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/08/bag-pipe-competition-aug-2007.html' title='Bag Pipe Competition Aug 2007'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RssHHbiOjJI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qyHjkOJV-6k/s72-c/P1020541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-910992466126190099</id><published>2007-08-16T08:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T08:15:20.944-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Success'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Privilegio de Amar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Battles'/><title type='text'>Lucha de Gigantes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqSQxQJdNR4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pqSQxQJdNR4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our daily life, there is a big gigant that we have to fight every day &lt;br /&gt;and Im not talking about someone that is out there waiting for us, &lt;br /&gt;NO our worst adversary or enemy is ourserlves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We pass part of our lives blaming on our family, our friends, our community, our goverment of how bad our life has turned into, and we try to survive when the only thing we must do is live and enjoy and of course try to take ourselves to the best leveles in our lifes, that is our great responsability to be better in any ways or aspects, so when we reach happiness the people arround us will feel and understand that life has a better way to be lived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes my worst enemy is myself as well as my best tool is myself to succed what I decide to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys be good and remember Love may be hard to find but is harder to give and open yourself to love others.. so I like the hardest part because I will never regret because the more love you give the more love that will come back in diferent shapes and ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need a hug, give it to yourself buy hugging others!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-910992466126190099?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/910992466126190099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=910992466126190099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/910992466126190099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/910992466126190099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/08/lucha-de-gigantes.html' title='Lucha de Gigantes!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-79434791765168115</id><published>2007-08-14T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T10:28:37.494-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manuel Mijares'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='El Privilegio de Amar'/><title type='text'>El privilegio de amar</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4BxnDEkCK4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-4BxnDEkCK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que podre decirte en el corto tiempo / What can I tell to you in the short period&lt;br /&gt;en que se vive una ilusión / that an ilusion lives?&lt;br /&gt;que podre dejarte tan pegado al alma / what can I give you so attached to your soul&lt;br /&gt;que se quede alli en tu corazón / that will remain in your heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo no pretendo enseñarte / I dont pretend to teach you&lt;br /&gt;lo que es el mundo me falta también/what the world is, I'm still learning too&lt;br /&gt;pero vale la pena disfrutar cada dia / but what it is worthed to enjoy every day&lt;br /&gt;porque me has regalado el privilegio de amarte / because you have gave me the privilege of loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di lo que sientas, has lo que piensas / say what you feel, do what you think&lt;br /&gt;da lo que tengas y no te arrepientas / give what you have, and never regreat it&lt;br /&gt;y si no llega lo que esperabas  / and if it doesn't come what you expected&lt;br /&gt;no te conformes, jamás te detengas / don't resign and never stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lucero)&lt;br /&gt;pero sobre todas las cosas / but above all &lt;br /&gt;nunca te olvides de Dios / never foget God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seras del tamaño de tus piensamentos / You will be the size of your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;no te permitas fracasar / don't let you fail&lt;br /&gt;lo mas importante son los sentimientos / the most important is the feelings&lt;br /&gt;y lo que no puedes comprar / and what you can't buy &lt;br /&gt;y cuando llega el momento / so when the moment comes &lt;br /&gt;en que tu sola quisieras volar / when you want to fly alone&lt;br /&gt;aunque no estemos juntos estaran los recuerdos / eventhou we are not together will remain our memories&lt;br /&gt;que solo quererlo volveras a vivirlos / that with only wanting will come back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di lo que sientas, has lo que piensas / say what you think, do what you want&lt;br /&gt;da lo que tengas y no te arrepientas / give what you have and never regret it&lt;br /&gt;no te limites por lo que digan / dont limit yourself for what other can say &lt;br /&gt;se lo que quieras pero se tu misma / be what you want but be yourself&lt;br /&gt;y si no llega lo que esperabas / and if it doesnt come what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;no te conformes jamas te detengas / dont resign never stop &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lucero)&lt;br /&gt;pero sobre todas las cosas / but over all&lt;br /&gt;nunca te olvides de Dios / never forget God&lt;br /&gt;pero sobre todas las cosas / but over all&lt;br /&gt;como te quiero mi amo / I love you so much my love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-79434791765168115?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/79434791765168115/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=79434791765168115&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/79434791765168115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/79434791765168115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/08/el-privilegio-de-amar.html' title='El privilegio de amar'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1424935797025832126</id><published>2007-08-14T09:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T09:54:37.998-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alanis Morissette'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black eyed peas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Humps'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano'/><title type='text'>My humps!!</title><content type='html'>Every content has its own style, and this is an example... I enjoy both versions, and both takes me to different directions on moods, of course the content is not really the greatest, but it is actually the vocabulary that is commonly used in this millenium, well but lets not focus on the lyrics, lets focus on the music style and instruments used.. still both musical attitued makes our heart work same deep ways, your best way or the high way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I called... no matter WHAT are you telling... what it really matters is HOW you are telling it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanis Morrisette!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W91sqAs-_-g"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W91sqAs-_-g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black eyed peas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vj9swNR5-lY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vj9swNR5-lY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1424935797025832126?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1424935797025832126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1424935797025832126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1424935797025832126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1424935797025832126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-humps.html' title='My humps!!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-155946754804722730</id><published>2007-07-20T09:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:39.873-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engagement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Justice of Peace'/><title type='text'>Two days One Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rq9cZ37sI0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5qxrn2KyVH0/s1600-h/Xiomara+%26+Bill+Shreveport+07192007+089+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rq9cZ37sI0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5qxrn2KyVH0/s320/Xiomara+%26+Bill+Shreveport+07192007+089+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093391303160111938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Thursday, Jul/19/2007 Bill ask permition to my Parents to marry me, on Bossier City, LA &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rq9can7sI1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/nBUjdLSJlDM/s1600-h/Xiomara+%26+Bill+Shreveport+07202007+013+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rq9can7sI1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/nBUjdLSJlDM/s320/Xiomara+%26+Bill+Shreveport+07202007+013+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093391316045013842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Friday, Jul/20/2007 Bill &amp; Xiomara internchaged vows of love infront of a Justice of Peace at Shreveport, LA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-155946754804722730?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/155946754804722730/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=155946754804722730&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/155946754804722730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/155946754804722730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/07/two-days-one-love.html' title='Two days One Love!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rq9cZ37sI0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/5qxrn2KyVH0/s72-c/Xiomara+%26+Bill+Shreveport+07192007+089+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-1968529691788961934</id><published>2007-07-17T23:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:40.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady Di &amp; Jackie O</title><content type='html'>Baby Kittens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2taXlWmKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lAxAYZr64is/s1600-h/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2taXlWmKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lAxAYZr64is/s200/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088413822517418146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shy, quiet, elegant and sleepy Jackie O!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2tanlWmLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3I6bUpOSLIk/s1600-h/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2tanlWmLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3I6bUpOSLIk/s200/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088413826812385458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2ta3lWmMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/04OJvJ7eWMM/s1600-h/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2ta3lWmMI/AAAAAAAAAF8/04OJvJ7eWMM/s200/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088413831107352770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out going, hiperactive and run away Lady Di!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-1968529691788961934?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/1968529691788961934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=1968529691788961934&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1968529691788961934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/1968529691788961934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/07/lady-di-jackie-o.html' title='Lady Di &amp; Jackie O'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/Rp2taXlWmKI/AAAAAAAAAFs/lAxAYZr64is/s72-c/Lady+Di+and+Jackie+O+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-9035820154075379986</id><published>2007-06-29T23:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:40.899-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='China Plates art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stained Glass Art'/><title type='text'>More Arthomework!</title><content type='html'>Again this is just the first step later will show the final work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art no. 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTYz2zhWcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6vyxA3_NFiM/s1600-h/Arts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTYz2zhWcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6vyxA3_NFiM/s200/Arts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081424664977299906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art no. 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTY0mzhWdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/U5V01naijZI/s1600-h/P1020042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTY0mzhWdI/AAAAAAAAAFc/U5V01naijZI/s200/P1020042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081424677862201810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTY1GzhWeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N1b6KU6R6Sw/s1600-h/P1020043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTY1GzhWeI/AAAAAAAAAFk/N1b6KU6R6Sw/s200/P1020043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081424686452136418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art no. 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for visiting and be good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-9035820154075379986?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/9035820154075379986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=9035820154075379986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/9035820154075379986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/9035820154075379986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/06/more-arthomework.html' title='More Arthomework!'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoTYz2zhWcI/AAAAAAAAAFU/6vyxA3_NFiM/s72-c/Arts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13182906.post-4410790394038038524</id><published>2007-06-27T01:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T19:30:41.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stained Glass Art'/><title type='text'>Mambo no. 5</title><content type='html'>... here is my creation no. 5... stained glass on pink and purple colors.&lt;br /&gt;Took me a total of 3 hrs. to do it, was so relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoIXCmzhWaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PY3iQbh0HmM/s1600-h/Arts+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoIXCmzhWaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PY3iQbh0HmM/s200/Arts+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080648663171160482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoIXC2zhWbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/w26yr2CmIic/s1600-h/Arts+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoIXC2zhWbI/AAAAAAAAAFM/w26yr2CmIic/s200/Arts+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080648667466127794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Mi mayor competencia soy yo misma!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13182906-4410790394038038524?l=xiomara77.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/feeds/4410790394038038524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13182906&amp;postID=4410790394038038524&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/4410790394038038524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13182906/posts/default/4410790394038038524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xiomara77.blogspot.com/2007/06/mambo-no-5.html' title='Mambo no. 5'/><author><name>Xiomara</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12508015011238107622</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08849890033455917196'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNes-BRLu84/RoIXCmzhWaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/PY3iQbh0HmM/s72-c/Arts+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>