<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:05:13.489+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pausing for breath</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-1457776813063771994</id><published>2007-11-01T08:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T08:21:15.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Nothing could be more enslaving and therefore less worthy of the human mind than to have it chained to the mechanics of language rather than freeing it to dwell on the message conveyed through language." Lado, 1957&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-1457776813063771994?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/1457776813063771994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=1457776813063771994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/1457776813063771994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/1457776813063771994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2007/11/nothing-could-be-more-enslaving-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-117145214353620489</id><published>2007-02-14T21:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:27:31.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5008/1904/1600/999163/Il%20centro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5008/1904/320/708632/Il%20centro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know Tim and I at all, you'll know that we love eating...which shouldn't be a coincidence since we grew up in Asia. Dinner tonight went like this:&lt;br /&gt;Starters ~ Sand Crab lasagne&lt;br /&gt;Main course ~ Lamb cutlets&lt;br /&gt;Desert ~ Chocolate mousse and berries&lt;br /&gt;State ~ I'm going to explode!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has made me truly grateful for two things: good food and an incredible husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Tim xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-117145214353620489?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/117145214353620489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=117145214353620489' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/117145214353620489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/117145214353620489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-117110563662541972</id><published>2007-02-10T21:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T21:07:16.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.clocklink.com/clocks/0009-olivegreen.swf?TimeZone=JST&amp;"  width="200" height="200" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-117110563662541972?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/117110563662541972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=117110563662541972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/117110563662541972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/117110563662541972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-116865049414391578</id><published>2007-01-13T10:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T11:17:31.243+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pursuit of Happyness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5008/1904/1600/651916/pursuit-of-happyness-2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5008/1904/400/239983/pursuit-of-happyness-2006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this movie. It's a sobering reminder of how much excess we have in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.chrisgardnermedia.com/index.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-116865049414391578?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/116865049414391578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=116865049414391578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116865049414391578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116865049414391578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2007/01/pursuit-of-happyness.html' title='Pursuit of Happ&lt;em&gt;y&lt;/em&gt;ness'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-116743392534646571</id><published>2006-12-30T08:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T09:24:16.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'>He has prepared a city for them</title><content type='html'>Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see. This is what the ancients were commended for. By faith we understand that the universe was formed at God's command, so that what is seen was not made out of what was visible...&lt;em&gt;Without faith it is impossible to please God&lt;/em&gt;, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him. By faith Noah , when warned about things not yet seen, in holy fear built an ark to save his family. By faith he condemned the world and became heir of the righteousness that comes by faith. By faith Abraham, when called to go to a place he would later receive as his inheritance, obeyed and went, even thought he did not know where he was going. By faith he made his home in the promised land like a stranger in a foreign country; he lived in tents, as did Isaac and Jacob, who were heirs with him of the same promise. For he was looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and builder is God. &lt;em&gt;All these people were still living by faith when they died.&lt;/em&gt; They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and wlcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth. People who say sich things show that they are looking for a country of their own. If they had been thinking of the country they had left, they would have had opportunity to return. Instead, they were longing for a better country - a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared a city for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Excerpts from Hebrews 11 NIV)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-116743392534646571?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/116743392534646571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=116743392534646571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116743392534646571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116743392534646571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2006/12/he-has-prepared-city-for-them.html' title='He has prepared a city for them'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-116271840358929464</id><published>2006-11-05T19:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T10:11:57.050+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary number one - 5.11.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I love my husband. I love being married. I love the way God shapes us in marriage. &lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to understand what Paul meant when he wrote that if I have not love, I gain nothing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02233.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02220.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02217.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02212.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02211.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02210.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02209.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02186.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-116271840358929464?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/116271840358929464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=116271840358929464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116271840358929464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116271840358929464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2006/11/anniversary-number-one-51106.html' title='Anniversary number one - 5.11.06'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-116150560177432992</id><published>2006-10-13T18:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:32:49.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Fare well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSCF0271.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/320/DSCF0271.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after 19 months at Sarina Russo, my time has finally come to an end. I would be lying if I said that I was sad about leaving but I must acknowledge that my life has been completely changed by the challenges I've faced and the people I’ve worked with. I've learnt the value giving everyone a fresh start. I've learnt that life really is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you respond to those circumstances. I've learnt that you can't change what you don't acknowledge. I've learnt that communication is the key to every relationship and that life is about connecting with people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt that my new job will be filled with its own challenges, but I feel like the difficulties I faced at Russo made me more resilient, gave me more empathy and deepened my understanding of the human condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, goodbye Russo, hello Davidson!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-116150560177432992?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/116150560177432992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=116150560177432992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116150560177432992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/116150560177432992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2006/10/fare-well.html' title='Fare well'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-115243561613134861</id><published>2006-07-09T18:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:41:23.760+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I recently returned from a holiday to Hong Kong. It was nice to go "home" but if I'm honest, it didn't feel the same being back there this time around. My biggest moments of nostalgia were consumed by memories of my dad, the places we had been together and fun we'd had. Hong Kong was the last place we lived together. Although it's a little disconcerting to think that I don't feel as attached to HK anymore, it's also a relief. I want to be able to embrace whatever city Tim and I may find ourselves in the future, without being tied down by a constant ache to return to one particular place. All of that aside though, it was awesome to catch up with old friends and to be there for Matt and Meg's wedding. Here are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02041.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02041.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02039.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02039.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02056.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02056.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC01984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC01984.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02053.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02053.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02048.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC02011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC02011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-115243561613134861?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/115243561613134861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=115243561613134861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/115243561613134861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/115243561613134861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2006/07/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-114432551191786261</id><published>2006-04-06T22:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:43:48.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Random shots</title><content type='html'>My hubby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/DSC01910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/DSC01910.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/From%20Balcony%20-%20Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/From%20Balcony%20-%20Day.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/Kitchen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/Kitchen2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/1600/Lounge2%20-%20Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/400/Lounge2%20-%20Day.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-114432551191786261?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114432551191786261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=114432551191786261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/114432551191786261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/114432551191786261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/random-shots.html' title='Random shots'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-114432490252484980</id><published>2006-04-06T21:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T22:25:53.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Time and chance happen to us all...</title><content type='html'>I have now been married five months and twelve days and I can safely say that marriage is a blissful thing that I would recommend to everyone. As corny as this sounds, it really is amazing to be able to just &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; with your best friend all the time. I think back to the days in my childhood when I played "house" with my friends, and now it's really happening and seems deeply surreal. Thankfully Tim and I are both bordering on anal when it comes to keeping out little apartment clean, doing the dishes, taking the rubbish out. The biggest adjustment that I've had to make is not needing to keep tabs on how late it is and whether or not I'll have to explain my whereabouts to my mother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting married has made me realize how quickly life slips through our fingers. It feels like yesterday that I was in grade 10 wondering if I'd ever make it through high school, and now I'm 22 years old, married, working full time and researching which bank can give me the best deal on mortgage repayments for a house! Where has my life gone?! :s The temptation looms to try and set 1 year, 5 year and 10 year goals for myself, to ensure that I can quantify my progress through my twenties. But on the other hand, if there's one thing I've learnt from recent experiences in my family, it's that life is indeed short and that what counts is what I do right now, today, not what I plan to do by the time I'm 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough! If you've read this far, kudos to you! I think it's time for few photos. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-114432490252484980?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/114432490252484980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=114432490252484980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/114432490252484980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/114432490252484980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2006/04/time-and-chance-happen-to-us-all.html' title='Time and chance happen to us all...'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-113283743651156777</id><published>2005-11-25T18:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T17:59:21.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>051105</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/640/DSC00522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/320/DSC00522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because I love you and because I know that God has called us to be together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I will be yours in times of triumph and times of failure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I give you this ring as a token that our lives are bound together...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-113283743651156777?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113283743651156777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=113283743651156777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113283743651156777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113283743651156777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/051105.html' title='051105'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-113290553098371948</id><published>2005-11-25T17:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:35:17.156+10:00</updated><title type='text'>There are a few things you should know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I initially wasn't sure what I intended to use this blog for.  Being meaningful takes effort and most of the time when I get home from work all I feel like doing is sleeping...SO...I've decided that I'm going to use this blog to keep a record of random events in my life AND moments of inspiration and change...so you might not hear from me for a while. ;)  The most major event that took place recently was my wedding....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-113290553098371948?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113290553098371948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=113290553098371948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113290553098371948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113290553098371948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/there-are-few-things-you-should-know.html' title='There are a few things you should know...'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-113283489233093181</id><published>2005-11-24T22:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T17:49:53.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Joining the masses</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have indeed decided to be like everyone else and start a blog. I think primarily because I'm not getting any younger and I feel that if I document my life it may, in some small way, be immortalised. So welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-113283489233093181?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113283489233093181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=113283489233093181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113283489233093181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113283489233093181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/joining-masses.html' title='Joining the masses'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19272706.post-113290598931856512</id><published>2005-11-24T21:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T18:06:29.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/640/DSC01850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5008/1904/320/DSC01850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19272706-113290598931856512?l=kristenpjlee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/feeds/113290598931856512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19272706&amp;postID=113290598931856512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113290598931856512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19272706/posts/default/113290598931856512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristenpjlee.blogspot.com/2005/11/hello.html' title='Hello...'/><author><name>Kristen Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12224918245787147205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
