Write your answers here. The answers is at different blog.  

1. Which is your favorite color out of: red, black, blue, green, or yellow?
2. Your first initial?
3. Your month of birth?
4. Which color do you like more, black or white?
5. Name of a person of the same sex as yours.
6. Your favorite number?
7. Do you like Flying or Driving more?
8. Do you like a lake or the ocean more?
9. Write down a wish (a realistic one).      

When you're done, copy and paste your answer to the next blog
http://fabulously40.com/blog/id/meaning-of-color-your-birthday-answer-8637

and tell us how accurate of this.  Thank you.

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Just a little briefing for those who have not been following on Tux...

Tux was a stray cat that stayed at my front porch last week.  He scared me one night and then we became friends.  Then I let him in my house for the night was cold.  He slept in the laundry room.  Next day, he was out and then he came back.  So I started to feed and shelter him.  Meanwhile, hubby was not happy for I already have 2 birds, 2 bunnies and 2 dogs.  My son and I felt in love with this cat and since he is a Tuxedo cat, we called him Tux.  

His tail was wounded possibly via a fight.  He is very compassionate, friendly and lovely and just captured my heart right away.

I thought of human society but really did not like to see him not being adopted and RIP.  So I posted ad on website on “cat found” last night.

Also, due to his wounds, I scheduled an appointment to the Vet this a.m.  My Vet knew my whole story.  We did a scan and found that he had a chip.  The office located the owner and she came right away.

Her name is Cherish which is very close to my real name.  She is a Catholic for I saw the rosary on her car.  She said Tux’ name is “Mr. Pooper” or “Poopy“.  She had him since he was a kitty.  She has no children and Poopy is her baby.  

She lost Poopy(Tux) since August for her BF took him.  She has been praying to St. Anthony and St. Francis.  She was miserable.  Mr Pooper(Poopy/Tux) is a father already.  He has a little kitten exactly like him.  Mr. P is 2 years old and the Vet told me he was very healthy.  

So I spent an hour or so with Cherish.  She was so excited and even got a speeding ticket on her way to the clinic.  She said this was the best day of her life for she dreamed of Mr.P often and cried.  I told her to thank all the Saints esp. St. Patrick.  I also asked her in thanksgiving, send me prayers to my family.  We exchanged phone #s and emails.  She said I could visit anytime and I would be Tux’ God mother.

So.... what is the lesson I learn here?  I need more love?  Hubby now thinks he should get the dogs chipped (which I suggest to all animal lovers).

As I said, animals come to me and I don’t seek them.  There is a reason and what???  I am still pondering.

I am happy Tux is reunited with his owner.  Yet I feel a little down for I miss him.  I will not seek out another animal and just hold on and see what God and St. Francis have installed for me.

Some of you may know that I was prescribed to Prednisone.  I hated that meds for I had several side effects.  Other than the normal: increase appetite, moon face, round torso; I experienced heart palpitation, headaches, etc.

Anyway, it did work for my health.  So the MD started to tapper it off.  She asked me to take drop to 25mg for two weeks, then 20mg for another two weeks, etc.

Well, the defiance me and the naughty me came alive.  I dropped that RX in 3 days.  So I was off and I had my blood test and my reading was just up a knotch.

My girlfriend suggested me to at least informed my MD so she would look at the reading and knew that it was not from the RX.

Reluntantly, I did.  I got a call from her and she was mad and said:

“I spent a lot of time with my patients.  I informed them about the illness, the treatment plan, the medications, etc.  (Which she did, she spent almost 45 mins with me on each visit.)  I have my own ethnic.  I need to work with you as a team and if you decide you do whatever without listening to me, I think we are not a match and I am afraid you need to seek another MD, but not me.”

With much guilt, I apologized and told her I was out of mind and stupidly wanted to heal myself rapidly.  

A lesson well learn and I am glad she takes me back as a patient.

However, from what she told me, I learn so much and will apply that to my profession.  You see, some customers seek a product or a service from us, it is not a one time done deal in my case.  They have to follow the course.  How often they want to jump off the wagon and I allow them.  Then later on they blame me.  So I am to say “I trust myself with my recommendations.  You have trusted me in the first place and agreed that it would work if we follow the plan of action.  Now, just a little adversity, and you change the planned action.  You are welcome but I am afraid I need to break this relationship entirely.”

Firm but yet, yes, they need to and I need to trust my own judgment and recommendation in the first place.

Again, a lesson well learn and can be applied to anything.  What would you say????

Hi there, so far I have 22 messages in my Inbox regarding the Ding Three Things.  So I am here to tell you just to save your hassle.  Call me devil for I am going to break the chain.  Hallelujah.  

You are welcome to post yours (since you may have done this).

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1) Three names I go by: Chinadoll, CD, & China
2) Three Jobs I've had in my life: VP, Executive Asst, Receptionist
3) Three places I've lived: Hong Kong, England and USA
4) Three shows I watch: CSI, Idol and news, occasionally EWTN
5) Three places I've been: China, Canada, Mexico, some States in US
6) Three of my favorite foods: Sushi, Chinese Dim Sum & Prime Rib
7) Three Things I'm looking forward to: Secure Retirement, Good Health (Body, Mind and Spirit, Friend & Family), Travel

I just want to share and this is how I do it.

At Edit Profile, the last tab “setting“, I checked all of them.  So, it means every time, if one of you, the fabulously sisters here, Private Message me or write up a note on my profile, I will get an automatically email notification from fabulously40.  If I make a comment on a blog, a question, I also subscribe (the system default to subscribe anyhow).  So if anyone further comment, I will also get notification.

Some will say “Ah, that’s too much mail.”  Yes and if you have a way to organize that, it actually becomes handy.

I set up a gmail account.  So I advise Fab to notify me to my gmail account.  

At Gmail, there is a rule or create a filter.  First I create a Tab or Folder call Fabulously40.  Then by using the filter, I advise gmail whenever it receives messages from noreply@fabulously40.com, skip the inbox and move into Fabulously40 folder.  

So my inbox will never be cluttered from fab40.  I later go back to Fab40 folder if I need to search anything.  One good thing about that is if some members (not my friend yet) comments on an old blog or subject, it will pop up again and so I will not miss.

Also, I apply this filter method to all my friends.  They all have a folder,  It will automatically file under their name.  If it is in a folder with new messages, the folder will be bold so I know there are messages there to read.  This way, I do not have to spend time in moving messages from inbox to filing all the times.

I hope this help.

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I feel like rampaging today.  Another mumble jumbo in Chinglish.  

Anyways... how many times I give myself benefit of the doubts and be gentle to myself.  We all say to each other “Don’t be too hard on yourself.” “Give yourself a break.” “Take it easy.”  

After awhile, I give myself too much lead way.  I start to look for excuses.  “Because I am sick” “Because my husband is ill” “Because I have a teenage son” “Because we are living in a bad economy” “Because.....

You see, self pity is good bandage for a little while.  However, when our wounds are healed, we better take off the bandage and let the wound breath fresh air.  Otherwise, guess what, it keeps rotten further.  The bandage turns from a solution, a fix, a cure into the problem itself.

So I am here to say “Ding It” “Take ownership of our problems.  Take charge.  Own it.  Face it.  Solve it.  Give ourselves a big kick.”

Do not blame on others.  Do not blame ourselves.  Do not blame the world.  Do not blame period.  We have the power within us.  Once we know how to find it and channel it, it will come easy.  

We are forty and plus.  If we live to 80, 1/2 of our life has gone.  Are we still waiting for prince charming?  Are we still waiting for our world to just turn around us?  Are we doing the same thing over and over again and expect the different result?  

Take ownership - we are dynamite.