<?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-8366603788045768015</id><updated>2012-01-29T05:08:10.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JrozCrew</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6671716788256500006</id><published>2012-01-28T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T20:03:40.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to repent....</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I try to love those around me. &amp;nbsp;I try not to judge and I really, really try not to mock others. &amp;nbsp;But the spokeswomen from our local Vitamin Cottage, evokes very strong, very dark emotions from me. &amp;nbsp;I find myself actually angry that she could be so unaware of herself. &amp;nbsp;I have deep compassion for her poor children who have to participate in these horrific displays of cinema. &amp;nbsp;I am angry at her husband for not standing up and being honest with this dilluted soul (or at least for not keeping her out of velvet green leotards). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="720" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dFxBEe9rVxs" width="960"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="720" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mszjy_Huy_w" width="960"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="720" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/50L0oDOwhGA" width="1280"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched for the commercial where she sings, but these will have to do. &amp;nbsp;I believe that I have seen between 15- 20 different commercials by her over the past four years and it seems each one is worse from the ones before. &amp;nbsp; I have actually passed Vitamin Cottage and headed to SunFlower Market, just to let my feelings be known. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow being Sunday and all, I have decided to let go of these negative feelings. &amp;nbsp;Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you Vitamin Cottage Lady. &amp;nbsp;I vow to see you as a sweet woman who needs my love, not my snide remarks. &amp;nbsp;Dance on...... Sing on...... Sell your vitamins and way-to-expensive produce in whatever way you feel is best. &amp;nbsp;I am at peace. We are at peace. &amp;nbsp;A truce, a draw, a new beginning. &amp;nbsp;Namaste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6671716788256500006?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6671716788256500006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6671716788256500006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6671716788256500006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6671716788256500006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-need-to-repent.html' title='I need to repent....'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/dFxBEe9rVxs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2157008152823239336</id><published>2012-01-24T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T14:39:05.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slopes and Smoothie Recipe</title><content type='html'>We headed up to Vail for a few days. &amp;nbsp;Jaxen and Madeline passed me up a few years ago, but Elijah was my perfect ski buddy. &amp;nbsp;I am definitely in it for the views rather than the thrill of it. &amp;nbsp;You gotta love Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVJvdeHMtVQ/Tx8wfLR1NdI/AAAAAAAAFEE/H6suMTa_F2E/s1600/IMG_0036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVJvdeHMtVQ/Tx8wfLR1NdI/AAAAAAAAFEE/H6suMTa_F2E/s640/IMG_0036.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DT7kB5jCHLk/Tx8wjVPiACI/AAAAAAAAFEM/QCLFZtcdgdw/s1600/IMG_0037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DT7kB5jCHLk/Tx8wjVPiACI/AAAAAAAAFEM/QCLFZtcdgdw/s640/IMG_0037.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtXSFQ5FITM/Tx8wmVir7wI/AAAAAAAAFEU/MVXiCHwDF9A/s1600/IMG_0044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UtXSFQ5FITM/Tx8wmVir7wI/AAAAAAAAFEU/MVXiCHwDF9A/s640/IMG_0044.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for my kids approved smoothie recipe. &amp;nbsp;Before trying this I would watch this video,&amp;nbsp;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="720" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/eXr8-jru1KE" width="960"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but here is what I make most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0glXDarrpRA/Tx8yDrrGRdI/AAAAAAAAFEg/IXBmg4Tgcnw/s1600/IMG_0047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0glXDarrpRA/Tx8yDrrGRdI/AAAAAAAAFEg/IXBmg4Tgcnw/s640/IMG_0047.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid/Jro Smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2C water&lt;br /&gt;fill blender with mostly spinach and some Kale---blend&lt;br /&gt;2 bananas&lt;br /&gt;1 apple&lt;br /&gt;1 T flax oil&lt;br /&gt;1-2 T Stevia&lt;br /&gt;2 cuties---blend&lt;br /&gt;1-2 C frozen Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For mine, I would add one banana, and frozen mixed berries, but now that I am trying eat in the Zone, I am struggling to find a tasty smoothie that fits the block system. &amp;nbsp;If I discover something wonderful, I will pass that on as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2157008152823239336?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2157008152823239336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2157008152823239336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2157008152823239336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2157008152823239336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2012/01/slopes-and-smoothie-recipee.html' title='Slopes and Smoothie Recipe'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OVJvdeHMtVQ/Tx8wfLR1NdI/AAAAAAAAFEE/H6suMTa_F2E/s72-c/IMG_0036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7636764968911594986</id><published>2012-01-16T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T13:30:43.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30, Flirty and Thriving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSP4-BbE5QM/TxSWDirhO9I/AAAAAAAAFD4/aCbCanqAhIY/s1600/IMG_2159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSP4-BbE5QM/TxSWDirhO9I/AAAAAAAAFD4/aCbCanqAhIY/s640/IMG_2159.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it happened, I got older again.  I am really enjoying my thirties, but it feels like they are moving by so quickly that I can't keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here I am at the mid-point of being&lt;b&gt; "thirty, flirty and thriving" &lt;/b&gt;(13 Going on 30) and it all feels like a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;It may seem strange, but my 35th birthday has been one that I have anticipated more than most.  It marks a goal I made back in the 5th grade.  My dad had played professional football my whole childhood and to me, he was the ultimate in strength and health.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boTUvgGcb9g/TxSRAlL_rGI/AAAAAAAAFDw/ILuicwsBtms/s1600/Screen%2BShot%2B2012-01-16%2Bat%2B2.04.16%2BPM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="796" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-boTUvgGcb9g/TxSRAlL_rGI/AAAAAAAAFDw/ILuicwsBtms/s800/Screen%2BShot%2B2012-01-16%2Bat%2B2.04.16%2BPM.png" width="800" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My fifth grade year is when he turned 35 and, due to an injury, announced to the family that he was retiring.  It really took me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad was old enough to retire?  Was thirty five the cut-off of being in peak condition?  People talked about him like he was old, because, compared to the rest of the team of 20 somethings, he was.  &lt;b&gt;I distinctly remember making the goal that I would try to be in great shape when I turned 35.  If he could do it, so could I.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have seen this goal threatened many times, especially as I was pregnant four times and had to fight my way back.  Then there is the boredom of shakes, bars and needing new challenges to keep myself going. Knee problems made me calm down my passion for running and I found myself complety annoyed by the same old workouts.    Stressed by my calling and floundering, I saw the date of my 35th was quickly approaching and it was time to kick it into gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" separator"="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s8&amp;lt;div class=" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" width="800" /&gt;About three months ago, I started a new approach.  I was tired of not eating REAL food and felt that,although I could maintain a good weight, I did not feel the energy I wanted.  It started with green smoothies and acupuncture.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have my whole family downing a smoothie filled with&lt;b&gt; kale, spinach and flaxoil,&lt;/b&gt; and let's just say that things are "moving" much better for everyone. (I will post my kid-approved recipe soon)  Next, I trusted Chelsea, my college roommate,  and nervously started Crossfit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NoFlNa6B9fo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I thought I had left &lt;b&gt;box jumps and burpies&lt;/b&gt; back in high school, but now they are back with a vengence.  I laughed the first time I was told to do a pull up and have had to totally rethink what it means to be fit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After a month at twice a week, (which had me wincing my way through life at first)  we went to three days and now Jro and I are obsessed going nearly everyday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course, Jro dropped 20 pounds without trying and I was still fluctuating in the same 5 pounds I am always gaining and loosing. Frustrated that I was working so hard and still stuck, I sheepishly asked my trainer to put me on a plan that would hold me accountable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was put on the&lt;b&gt; Zone Diet &lt;/b&gt;and I feel like it is all coming together.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the first time, I am not trying to loose weight, but body fat and I have energy enough to face Crossfit with less trepidation.  I am not hungry and I can eat out and eat real food.  Just knowing that my totally riped/father of 6/adventure racer/ 48 year old trainer will be measuring me, has helped me to remain honest.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So, here I am 35, and although I am no where near a professional athlete, I am once again excited by fitness and reaping the many rewards of better eating and smarter exercise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aging is a strange thing.  I don't want to be younger, but I am still suprised by my wrinkles in pictures and the fact that the young moms around me talk to me as a wise, experienced (code for old) mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #20124d; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_lO4WrEyIUw/TxSNpZwoAyI/AAAAAAAAFDY/OGt39dwX44Y/s1600/IMG_2657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I like being older, I like feeling more peace and confidence, and with the invention of photoshop, I should be good for years to come.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7636764968911594986?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7636764968911594986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7636764968911594986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7636764968911594986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7636764968911594986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-adventures.html' title='30, Flirty and Thriving'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSP4-BbE5QM/TxSWDirhO9I/AAAAAAAAFD4/aCbCanqAhIY/s72-c/IMG_2159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7631592328827846962</id><published>2011-12-17T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T16:10:36.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is moving faster and faster</title><content type='html'>We are still here, with much to report, but we seem to be whirling too quickly to stop and write it all down.  Autumn turned 3 and is ever-surprising us with her antics.  She loved her make-up, dress up clothes and kitchen.  She is a girly-girl one moment and playing tigers the next!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLRWilkh5N8/Tu0p5GqpVcI/AAAAAAAAFCA/OzUpo7A15GE/s1600/IMG_2567.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" width="800" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLRWilkh5N8/Tu0p5GqpVcI/AAAAAAAAFCA/OzUpo7A15GE/s800/IMG_2567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f44Xs7mez24/Tu0pyVzdrjI/AAAAAAAAFB0/ZlhBiux-lhg/s1600/IMG_2569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" width="800" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f44Xs7mez24/Tu0pyVzdrjI/AAAAAAAAFB0/ZlhBiux-lhg/s800/IMG_2569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhKbX9ffsRM/Tu0pq-uNFAI/AAAAAAAAFBo/nwruZrhpafI/s1600/IMG_2577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" width="800" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BhKbX9ffsRM/Tu0pq-uNFAI/AAAAAAAAFBo/nwruZrhpafI/s800/IMG_2577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jaxen's football team, came back from a rough start to win the Carnation Bowl.  It was a bitter sweet victory, as we were proud of our team, but Jaxen choose not to participate because the game was held on a Sunday.  I was so proud of him for doing so with a good attitude and being such an example to his siblings.  Jaxen had a great season and improved a ton as a Corner this year.  Jason and Papa Ed gave away three months of their lives to help coach, which is a GIANT commitment!  At times it all felt a bit over-the-top, but seeing this three generation band-of-brothers was a treat!  GO NIGHTHAWKS!!!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZXcwhf9vWw/Tu0sjyGdUNI/AAAAAAAAFCY/juodDWTDhB8/s1600/IMG_0018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="800" width="600" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BZXcwhf9vWw/Tu0sjyGdUNI/AAAAAAAAFCY/juodDWTDhB8/s800/IMG_0018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6clvFK_Teok/Tu0rhE0_jGI/AAAAAAAAFCM/-re6eh_FfbI/s1600/IMG_2579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="800" width="534" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6clvFK_Teok/Tu0rhE0_jGI/AAAAAAAAFCM/-re6eh_FfbI/s800/IMG_2579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And let us not forget the holidays!!!We love having puzzles out, having egg nog in the fridge and hearing Madeline practice her Christmas piano music.  Jro picked another giant tree for us to trim.  It is always a bit scary and overwhelming at first.  Still,  after the lights and decorations are in place, we all love our unique symbol of holiday hopes as it towers in our living room.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SUiK9JahLY/Tu0tuGNeI_I/AAAAAAAAFCk/FKKeW8MSY1w/s1600/IMG_2587.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="800" width="534" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9SUiK9JahLY/Tu0tuGNeI_I/AAAAAAAAFCk/FKKeW8MSY1w/s800/IMG_2587.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_UbL7dyveg/Tu0t2VGLGVI/AAAAAAAAFCw/J64J0_EQ-Gg/s1600/IMG_2578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="800" width="534" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S_UbL7dyveg/Tu0t2VGLGVI/AAAAAAAAFCw/J64J0_EQ-Gg/s800/IMG_2578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYm0RG9oDSs/Tu0t85wIzZI/AAAAAAAAFC8/WOQQv_EwsKU/s1600/IMG_2591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="800" width="534" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZYm0RG9oDSs/Tu0t85wIzZI/AAAAAAAAFC8/WOQQv_EwsKU/s800/IMG_2591.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q54G6sne9II/Tu0uC7jrPmI/AAAAAAAAFDI/IubuY_yvHLU/s1600/IMG_2593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="534" width="800" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q54G6sne9II/Tu0uC7jrPmI/AAAAAAAAFDI/IubuY_yvHLU/s800/IMG_2593.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now that school is out, I am so excited to pull the family in close and ignore the world for awhile!  Ho! Ho! Ho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7631592328827846962?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7631592328827846962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7631592328827846962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7631592328827846962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7631592328827846962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-is-moving-faster-and-faster.html' title='Life is moving faster and faster'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLRWilkh5N8/Tu0p5GqpVcI/AAAAAAAAFCA/OzUpo7A15GE/s72-c/IMG_2567.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4420880968266660155</id><published>2011-11-09T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T14:21:00.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two almost three</title><content type='html'>Oh, the roller coaster &lt;br /&gt;of being two and almost three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7P9Z_omfPDs/Trr4PtuWRyI/AAAAAAAAFBM/mVWG059YmWk/s1600/IMG_0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7P9Z_omfPDs/Trr4PtuWRyI/AAAAAAAAFBM/mVWG059YmWk/s800/IMG_0008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119629482280738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby, a big girl&lt;br /&gt;She can't decide which to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7hTUMRSFHGg/Trr4JK8QiiI/AAAAAAAAFBA/NsJl9iShAMg/s1600/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7hTUMRSFHGg/Trr4JK8QiiI/AAAAAAAAFBA/NsJl9iShAMg/s800/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119517066168866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energietic and lively&lt;br /&gt;She's as smart as a whip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3H5dquEqrVg/Trr4EEWfz2I/AAAAAAAAFA0/iPRpANlszic/s1600/IMG_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height:800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3H5dquEqrVg/Trr4EEWfz2I/AAAAAAAAFA0/iPRpANlszic/s800/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119429397827426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though she tries to fight it&lt;br /&gt;Into a nap she can slip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FY-8Tc-iRLY/Trr3-OQdppI/AAAAAAAAFAo/TAq-PmAxcQM/s1600/IMG_1739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FY-8Tc-iRLY/Trr3-OQdppI/AAAAAAAAFAo/TAq-PmAxcQM/s800/IMG_1739.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119328977659538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel in slumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJpz65uJ7lY/Trr32C03vcI/AAAAAAAAFAc/X2efRw4DGRg/s1600/IMG_2514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJpz65uJ7lY/Trr32C03vcI/AAAAAAAAFAc/X2efRw4DGRg/s800/IMG_2514.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119188470185410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As cute as can be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UchFbESYxGk/Trr7hGoa6YI/AAAAAAAAFBY/x7SEn2Nqmtk/s1600/IMG_1878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UchFbESYxGk/Trr7hGoa6YI/AAAAAAAAFBY/x7SEn2Nqmtk/s800/IMG_1878.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673123226760964482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and slow down&lt;br /&gt;My little two going on three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaApkuNnCa0/Trr3sV61E5I/AAAAAAAAFAQ/n-hjIHo1FCQ/s1600/IMG_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yaApkuNnCa0/Trr3sV61E5I/AAAAAAAAFAQ/n-hjIHo1FCQ/s800/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673119021796758418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4420880968266660155?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4420880968266660155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4420880968266660155' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4420880968266660155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4420880968266660155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-almost-three.html' title='Two almost three'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7P9Z_omfPDs/Trr4PtuWRyI/AAAAAAAAFBM/mVWG059YmWk/s72-c/IMG_0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8393273456226313518</id><published>2011-11-01T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:08:31.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Hallows Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZbYPyl_Vk/TrAGAWoMXdI/AAAAAAAAE-8/NNXni5mI1Fs/s1600/IMG_2565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZbYPyl_Vk/TrAGAWoMXdI/AAAAAAAAE-8/NNXni5mI1Fs/s800/IMG_2565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670038534003383762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is changing at our house and all I can do is watch.   Jaxen and his buddies planned to each be a brand name, he chose "under armor", which was no surprise to me.  He rushed out after his traditional backed potato soup and did return until 9:00PM.  I love his friends and trust him, but it felt strange how he didn't even look back or miss going around with us.  We are officially not as cool as his friends and while it feels natural, it hits my heart a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, Autumn still makes it totally magical.  While I was fixing her hair she said "Mom, shouldn't I have make-up to be "'puntzle"&lt;br /&gt;My response "Absolutely!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPSE_BeHCEQ/TrAGf-hG52I/AAAAAAAAFAE/UoftrxPCVrw/s1600/IMG_2517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPSE_BeHCEQ/TrAGf-hG52I/AAAAAAAAFAE/UoftrxPCVrw/s800/IMG_2517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670039077287028578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline is so mothering and helpful. I rely on her a bit too much sometimes, but it is nice having another female to help care for this family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlrj_y5DEXQ/TrAGaw-X73I/AAAAAAAAE_4/1M2l9voXvHQ/s1600/IMG_2533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlrj_y5DEXQ/TrAGaw-X73I/AAAAAAAAE_4/1M2l9voXvHQ/s800/IMG_2533.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670038987752337266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Elijah is perfect at 6 years old.  With him, more than anyone, I want time to stand still.  He is so curious, so sweet and still young enough to want me around.  I love his mind, his great jokes and the fact that he will still say " You're the bestest mom in the whole world".  SIGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDuw_uwRF_U/TrAGWx1rQ4I/AAAAAAAAE_s/Xpn8Nz1eByc/s1600/IMG_2543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDuw_uwRF_U/TrAGWx1rQ4I/AAAAAAAAE_s/Xpn8Nz1eByc/s800/IMG_2543.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670038919264813954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7k-9M68HeL4/TrAGTRIHnQI/AAAAAAAAE_g/vHsOYAssdBI/s1600/IMG_2547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7k-9M68HeL4/TrAGTRIHnQI/AAAAAAAAE_g/vHsOYAssdBI/s800/IMG_2547.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670038858944191746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trick or Treating at grandma Marty and Papa Ed's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irdscMu-69o/TrAGIv_IOvI/AAAAAAAAE_U/AnPgmRG2xtE/s1600/IMG_2557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534x; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-irdscMu-69o/TrAGIv_IOvI/AAAAAAAAE_U/AnPgmRG2xtE/s800/IMG_2557.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670038678249421554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn has a bit of a crush on a married man.  My friend Nedra is sweet about sharing her husband, but the cuddling and goggly eyes she makes at him are getting a bit ridiculous!!!   "Mom, can I sit with Mr. Matt?"  "Is Mr. Matt coming to church today."  "Can Mr. Matt come to by "birfday party?"   We are in trouble with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTPL-2pG83Y/TrAGEhDn8OI/AAAAAAAAE_I/9COVwniVcrQ/s1600/IMG_2563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oTPL-2pG83Y/TrAGEhDn8OI/AAAAAAAAE_I/9COVwniVcrQ/s800/IMG_2563.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670038605522268386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8393273456226313518?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8393273456226313518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8393273456226313518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8393273456226313518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8393273456226313518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/11/all-hallows-eve.html' title='All Hallows Eve'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bIZbYPyl_Vk/TrAGAWoMXdI/AAAAAAAAE-8/NNXni5mI1Fs/s72-c/IMG_2565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-594192890991494180</id><published>2011-09-29T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T07:42:01.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wyoming Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBei5GK6BVE/ToSDgi-5S0I/AAAAAAAAE-o/hgtODAM40LI/s1600/IMG_1784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBei5GK6BVE/ToSDgi-5S0I/AAAAAAAAE-o/hgtODAM40LI/s800/IMG_1784.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657791627053845314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHuSnOjG0Vk/ToSDb4grjhI/AAAAAAAAE-g/zdsOJFThC_c/s1600/IMG_1789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHuSnOjG0Vk/ToSDb4grjhI/AAAAAAAAE-g/zdsOJFThC_c/s800/IMG_1789.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657791546933349906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7epzn1p0jX4/ToSCZqpHQ3I/AAAAAAAAE-Y/Z-WA-g-9IOM/s1600/IMG_1826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7epzn1p0jX4/ToSCZqpHQ3I/AAAAAAAAE-Y/Z-WA-g-9IOM/s800/IMG_1826.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657790409339257714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b89jRt-CLfM/ToSCVCuF_zI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/8ooIla9L9lw/s1600/IMG_1862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b89jRt-CLfM/ToSCVCuF_zI/AAAAAAAAE-Q/8ooIla9L9lw/s800/IMG_1862.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657790329903251250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TA8bsYhToXI/ToSCJYXi7JI/AAAAAAAAE-I/ybCv4p1zFJs/s1600/IMG_1866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TA8bsYhToXI/ToSCJYXi7JI/AAAAAAAAE-I/ybCv4p1zFJs/s800/IMG_1866.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657790129555827858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0yxfDI42Io/ToSB3bd7w8I/AAAAAAAAE-A/bYIwsqW5Kw4/s1600/IMG_1909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w0yxfDI42Io/ToSB3bd7w8I/AAAAAAAAE-A/bYIwsqW5Kw4/s800/IMG_1909.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789821150282690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0ziU-CCBKI/ToSBzQdh51I/AAAAAAAAE94/_mwFtbC4BHg/s1600/IMG_1918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y0ziU-CCBKI/ToSBzQdh51I/AAAAAAAAE94/_mwFtbC4BHg/s800/IMG_1918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789749476321106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9zEAhrAmHY/ToSBv3d3qLI/AAAAAAAAE9w/5WWVBb-OYE4/s1600/IMG_2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a9zEAhrAmHY/ToSBv3d3qLI/AAAAAAAAE9w/5WWVBb-OYE4/s800/IMG_2003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789691227252914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bBOHdSN0URw/ToSBqejkBWI/AAAAAAAAE9o/jxUuaDnNAt0/s1600/IMG_2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bBOHdSN0URw/ToSBqejkBWI/AAAAAAAAE9o/jxUuaDnNAt0/s800/IMG_2011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789598640899426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0TLf7w12ims/ToSBgOVvRjI/AAAAAAAAE9g/O2KE6LkSt4A/s1600/IMG_2249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0TLf7w12ims/ToSBgOVvRjI/AAAAAAAAE9g/O2KE6LkSt4A/s800/IMG_2249.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789422489257522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Huh3H5N9A_I/ToSBZ9n99PI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/AXNdTaSzuu4/s1600/IMG_2275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Huh3H5N9A_I/ToSBZ9n99PI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/AXNdTaSzuu4/s800/IMG_2275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789314923099378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcbOYy_GNGc/ToSBVRaemUI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/AJvtnJqHRqM/s1600/IMG_2281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LcbOYy_GNGc/ToSBVRaemUI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/AJvtnJqHRqM/s800/IMG_2281.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789234335881538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eB0R9HNAfrY/ToSBQZ8JOVI/AAAAAAAAE9I/UskA05ZXr2I/s1600/IMG_2283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 554px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eB0R9HNAfrY/ToSBQZ8JOVI/AAAAAAAAE9I/UskA05ZXr2I/s800/IMG_2283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657789150725224786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-594192890991494180?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/594192890991494180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=594192890991494180' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/594192890991494180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/594192890991494180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/09/wyoming-photos.html' title='Wyoming Photos'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hBei5GK6BVE/ToSDgi-5S0I/AAAAAAAAE-o/hgtODAM40LI/s72-c/IMG_1784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1389958336386889584</id><published>2011-09-19T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:37:49.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here</title><content type='html'>Wow!  I am still waiting for a moment to breathe, but it seems like I have awhile yet to wait.  It's been busy around here!  You know, the kind where your family is eating in shifts and you're forgetting what it's like to chat with your spouse.   We've had a sick kid, some parenting quandaries, an outbreak of kids talking back and being inappropriate, a parking ticket and a fender bender (long story..... I was guilty-yet innocent...no claims filed).  Jason works 20 night shifts a month, sleeps in my closet during the day and is coaching football (a monumental task with 9 hours of practice and games, as well as film review and scouting other teams.  Let me remind you that Jaxen is only 11!!!  Scouting other 11 years-old teams!!!!  It boggles my mind)&lt;br /&gt; My head hurts, my butt is expanding from delving into the chocolate to relief some stress and I find myself day dreaming of mornings of the past when I would meet my friends for long/winding jogs.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH!!!  When did it get so complicated.  Is this just our stage of life, or are we way off track???  (By the way, this little rant coincides with a bit of PMS)   It isn't running totally smoothly here with the crew, but we're still here!  We are still kickin' and hoping for calmer times.  Thanks for checking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A preview of some of our Wyoming photos to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7IDacYGCkc/TngVNx87C4I/AAAAAAAAE8Q/5XLerzKvRNo/s1600/IMG_1764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7IDacYGCkc/TngVNx87C4I/AAAAAAAAE8Q/5XLerzKvRNo/s800/IMG_1764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654292658655005570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dr9XoiY8IG0/TngVIn664eI/AAAAAAAAE8I/nwAq4uBr5xM/s1600/IMG_1768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dr9XoiY8IG0/TngVIn664eI/AAAAAAAAE8I/nwAq4uBr5xM/s800/IMG_1768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654292570062905826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1389958336386889584?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1389958336386889584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1389958336386889584' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1389958336386889584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1389958336386889584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/09/still-here.html' title='Still here'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W7IDacYGCkc/TngVNx87C4I/AAAAAAAAE8Q/5XLerzKvRNo/s72-c/IMG_1764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6783776049400204715</id><published>2011-08-29T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T21:20:11.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I mean, Seriously!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVlsaBwsXT8/Tlxixx0JQEI/AAAAAAAAE7A/W20fgDqZip0/s1600/IMG_1579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVlsaBwsXT8/Tlxixx0JQEI/AAAAAAAAE7A/W20fgDqZip0/s800/IMG_1579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646496640140918850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so for those of you who do not know Miss Autumn personally, this photo wraps it up!!!   We were doing a huge Stake Service project, wearing our new "Helping Hands" T-shirts and feeling a bit hot and tired.  Sensing it was time for comic relief, Autumn began to fire up her over-the-top personality.    She was being super cute and I wanted to take a picture of her dirty, happy face.  However, knowing this would please her siblings immensely, every time I tried to snap a photo, she gave me one of these looks, get a laugh from her audience and then go about her performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I really am 50/50 with this girl, never knowing if I should laugh or cry.  I am simultaneously 100% concerned that I have lost any chance of reigning her in and 100% impressed by her thought processes, cunning and natural humor (though she uses them for disobedience) She is so stinkin' smart, so socially advanced and SO TOTALLY NAUGHTY!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure......I look forward to watching this one take the world by storm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6783776049400204715?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6783776049400204715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6783776049400204715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6783776049400204715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6783776049400204715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-mean-seriously.html' title='I mean, Seriously!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xVlsaBwsXT8/Tlxixx0JQEI/AAAAAAAAE7A/W20fgDqZip0/s72-c/IMG_1579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8071261754933229582</id><published>2011-08-24T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T08:05:19.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And They're Off!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kgosSV6CAk/TlZkhovYXvI/AAAAAAAAE6w/DAoSVxthVWA/s1600/school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 604px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kgosSV6CAk/TlZkhovYXvI/AAAAAAAAE6w/DAoSVxthVWA/s800/school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644809711990103794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had mixed feelings as usual about my kids heading back to school. &lt;br /&gt; I LOVE getting them set, packing their packs and feeling their anticipation. &lt;br /&gt; I MOURN them growing up so fast.  I try to put together some semblance of reality on how fast my babies are growing older, growing taller and growing farther and farther from my protection.  &lt;br /&gt;I WORRY about the obstacles that each one must face.   One has trouble with friends, one struggles to stay on task and one is so shy that he hides his perfect smile way too often.  It's hard to let them face these things alone and to trust them to figure it out.  I am the one to look back for one last look.  I am the one giving last minute hugs and inspections.  They all just went straight ahead, they are not worried, they are facing things head on!!&lt;br /&gt;I say SILENT PRAYERS all day.  Let them make good friends, learn good things and make good choices.  This agency thing can be hard for me, but luckily, they hold tight to their right to it and force me to let go a bit more each year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,  and this is Miss Autumn.  She is sure to never miss a photo op.  Here she is, 3 years before she starts kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4zf50XBFVU/TlXN07-zGPI/AAAAAAAAE6o/7FrIVBMQS84/s1600/IMG_1733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d4zf50XBFVU/TlXN07-zGPI/AAAAAAAAE6o/7FrIVBMQS84/s800/IMG_1733.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644644017316763890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8071261754933229582?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8071261754933229582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8071261754933229582' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8071261754933229582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8071261754933229582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-theyre-off.html' title='And They&apos;re Off!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8kgosSV6CAk/TlZkhovYXvI/AAAAAAAAE6w/DAoSVxthVWA/s72-c/school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-296820022778632133</id><published>2011-08-19T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T20:28:05.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetness at the Bottom of Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6218281-the-sweetness-at-the-bottom-of-the-pie" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px"&gt;&lt;img alt="The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie (Flavia de Luce, #1)" border="0" src="http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1255740234m/6218281.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/6218281-the-sweetness-at-the-bottom-of-the-pie"&gt;The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1074866.Alan_Bradley"&gt;Alan Bradley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/200302584"&gt;4 of 5 stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This book had cleaver writing and a clever heroine.  It was a murder mystery with dark subjects, but the novel never felt heavy to read.  With eleven year old Flavia as the narrator, her fascination and matter-of-fact approach to death, kept me intrigued but not burdened by it.  A fun read, a few twists that caught me totally by suprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/list/5645541-melissa-rozeski"&gt;View all my reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-296820022778632133?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/296820022778632133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=296820022778632133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/296820022778632133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/296820022778632133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/08/sweetness-at-bottom-of-pie.html' title='The Sweetness at the Bottom of Pie'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4156258243765418640</id><published>2011-08-11T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T18:36:57.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Engulfed in Wild Flowers!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-iJSugmImE/TkSCIjZp2xI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/GqIK5Ub-8Ow/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-iJSugmImE/TkSCIjZp2xI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/GqIK5Ub-8Ow/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639775716828109586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the benefits of Jason's profession is that his signature seems to be quite valuable.  Well, not like super valuable, but much more than mine at least.  All it took was a one hour meeting and his signature for him to be called the "Medical Director" for a company based out of Boulder called Avid for Adventure.  His payment..... a free trip for the crew!! (Except Autumn, but she had a lovely time with both grandmas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoIGhqj0LeE/TkSBpa0wWOI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/y2ZDBPqN9XM/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IoIGhqj0LeE/TkSBpa0wWOI/AAAAAAAAE6Q/y2ZDBPqN9XM/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639775181949917410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afwpdbZx0w0/TkSBew6zcWI/AAAAAAAAE6I/QlBDRKHXu3E/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-afwpdbZx0w0/TkSBew6zcWI/AAAAAAAAE6I/QlBDRKHXu3E/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5265.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639774998902305122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SOdR_iqKkb8/TkSBWvcGnDI/AAAAAAAAE6A/Nw4LxM7RQmc/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SOdR_iqKkb8/TkSBWvcGnDI/AAAAAAAAE6A/Nw4LxM7RQmc/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639774861066148914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this was camping!!!!  They set up the tent, did all of the cooking and took our kids each morning from 8AM-2Pm.  The kids went hiking, canoeing and on a ropes course.  As for Jason and I, we were able to hike, explore, read and mountain bike at our leisure.  I personally loved it.  Jason on the other hand, did not love being a part of a group and having to do "appreciations" around the camp fire at night.  Can you see his disgust for warm fuzzies right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7dYxiBbZ_Y/TkSBJXtfjHI/AAAAAAAAE54/qcyh1kr_2nI/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r7dYxiBbZ_Y/TkSBJXtfjHI/AAAAAAAAE54/qcyh1kr_2nI/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639774631358336114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lU-g3Oc6xxM/TkSAgH3BpLI/AAAAAAAAE5w/saNJobbBoL4/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lU-g3Oc6xxM/TkSAgH3BpLI/AAAAAAAAE5w/saNJobbBoL4/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639773922728715442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tqk-3aqnTvQ/TkSAWZidsPI/AAAAAAAAE5o/GGnHBFdlgt4/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tqk-3aqnTvQ/TkSAWZidsPI/AAAAAAAAE5o/GGnHBFdlgt4/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639773755675619570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZmNldmm1dU/TkSALgRglmI/AAAAAAAAE5g/3sfTjMfooNU/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YZmNldmm1dU/TkSALgRglmI/AAAAAAAAE5g/3sfTjMfooNU/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639773568504993378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the best part, by far, was the scenery.  This was my first trip to Crested Butte, about 5 hours South-West of Denver.   This is a town to visit!  It is both "the last great Colorado ski town" and "the wild flower capital of Colorado"  The elevation is 8924ft. so, even in August, we were comfortable.   The kids played camouflage in the flowers and played under a water fall.  Jason had to stop several times on his ride, so he could take the flowers out of his spokes, but said it was the best ride he had ever done.  It was truly amazing and almost Jurassic Park-like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khDIZjU8Y2o/TkR_V0okB0I/AAAAAAAAE5Y/opLfrGrHzJE/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-khDIZjU8Y2o/TkR_V0okB0I/AAAAAAAAE5Y/opLfrGrHzJE/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639772646257461058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SFLqGng0xs/TkR_M0lqsgI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/HMayNrcoSDw/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SFLqGng0xs/TkR_M0lqsgI/AAAAAAAAE5Q/HMayNrcoSDw/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639772491626492418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-umyp7pYogV8/TkR-_x8KA8I/AAAAAAAAE5I/AdOfg8cvuQE/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M96FtKPxbb0/TkR-qfIqlEI/AAAAAAAAE44/IvjDzECbpEk/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639771901752153154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JHSLnZ8IwA/TkR-hVS4o9I/AAAAAAAAE4w/N5fC331DoEw/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3JHSLnZ8IwA/TkR-hVS4o9I/AAAAAAAAE4w/N5fC331DoEw/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639771744491840466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7_tT_QfWTjQ/TkR-Whs_AcI/AAAAAAAAE4o/XdOZ1ckDY0I/s1600/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7_tT_QfWTjQ/TkR-Whs_AcI/AAAAAAAAE4o/XdOZ1ckDY0I/s800/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639771558843974082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (Oh yeah and the lake was a bit chilly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4156258243765418640?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4156258243765418640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4156258243765418640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4156258243765418640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4156258243765418640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/08/engulfed-in-wild-flowers.html' title='Engulfed in Wild Flowers!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I-iJSugmImE/TkSCIjZp2xI/AAAAAAAAE6Y/GqIK5Ub-8Ow/s72-c/%2540%2BGolden%2BMarlins%2B%2B5323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3883245969214241823</id><published>2011-08-10T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T21:30:23.609-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rDEDjppDgI/TkNapTCEBRI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/bb5LA7ANA48/s1600/IMG_1591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rDEDjppDgI/TkNapTCEBRI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/bb5LA7ANA48/s800/IMG_1591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639450823928055058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LeZay4go3CM/TkNallecS6I/AAAAAAAAE4Q/4KK_e7hZDl8/s1600/IMG_1589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LeZay4go3CM/TkNallecS6I/AAAAAAAAE4Q/4KK_e7hZDl8/s800/IMG_1589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639450760159447970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCZPoy0akDI/TkNYf3-yUsI/AAAAAAAAE4I/Ls1ts-iVurU/s1600/IMG_1587.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCZPoy0akDI/TkNYf3-yUsI/AAAAAAAAE4I/Ls1ts-iVurU/s800/IMG_1587.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639448463024476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that Autumn!!!  She is such a diva, and loves nothing more than getting glamed and having her picture taken.  As for me, I tend to get an idea in my head and need it done that moment.  I had made an appointment for her with my favorite hairstylist, Alisha, but I couldn't wait one more moment.  So, out came the shears and I just whacked off her scraggily locks for her first big-girl bob.  She just kept posing, so I kept on taking pictures.  Here she is, quite grown up no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CQscKaX4FU/TkNYceW4QDI/AAAAAAAAE4A/fYjfVcDgMLo/s1600/IMG_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3CQscKaX4FU/TkNYceW4QDI/AAAAAAAAE4A/fYjfVcDgMLo/s800/IMG_1590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639448404606599218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJwFtar9Zy4/TkNYYEP65rI/AAAAAAAAE34/odkg2g8JQfg/s1600/IMG_1596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJwFtar9Zy4/TkNYYEP65rI/AAAAAAAAE34/odkg2g8JQfg/s800/IMG_1596.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639448328878614194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oggfp8_0UFk/TkNYUIg0_fI/AAAAAAAAE3w/Hobt_eClT4Q/s1600/IMG_1598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534x;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oggfp8_0UFk/TkNYUIg0_fI/AAAAAAAAE3w/Hobt_eClT4Q/s800/IMG_1598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639448261303795186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bnaS9Mgb9o/TkNYOraAXSI/AAAAAAAAE3o/MBA4sQtAho8/s1600/IMG_1599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--bnaS9Mgb9o/TkNYOraAXSI/AAAAAAAAE3o/MBA4sQtAho8/s800/IMG_1599.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639448167591206178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3883245969214241823?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3883245969214241823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3883245969214241823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3883245969214241823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3883245969214241823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-do.html' title='A New Do'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9rDEDjppDgI/TkNapTCEBRI/AAAAAAAAE4Y/bb5LA7ANA48/s72-c/IMG_1591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5286027960716636171</id><published>2011-07-23T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T16:27:27.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Whoa--What a Swim"---Scuttle</title><content type='html'>Some of my favorite quotes are from Disney movies.  And this one from "The Little Mermaid" sums up that past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of good stuff going on....just lots of stuff!  I'm ready for a vacation from summer vacation.  Basketball/ football camps galore, summer singers, play dates, and training (or at least trying to fit training in) making the swim team DVD and adjusting to a new calling at church have been keeping me hopping.  But things are winding down and I'm feeling a moment to relax and breathe, is just around the corner. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During all of this, I was able to stop and enjoy 7 of my favorite people in the world.  THE MAXFIELDS!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg2x4PjmN6k/TitQd_mmbCI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/FnGvJy40ZaE/s1600/IMG_1328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg2x4PjmN6k/TitQd_mmbCI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/FnGvJy40ZaE/s800/IMG_1328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632684235176700962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hf2dnHTRJMo/TitQYVYjVkI/AAAAAAAAE1I/aYmJV16D8Io/s1600/IMG_1330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hf2dnHTRJMo/TitQYVYjVkI/AAAAAAAAE1I/aYmJV16D8Io/s800/IMG_1330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632684137944143426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfNu6iT7l7g/TitQUvTD87I/AAAAAAAAE1A/No2deebAYio/s1600/IMG_1333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WfNu6iT7l7g/TitQUvTD87I/AAAAAAAAE1A/No2deebAYio/s800/IMG_1333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632684076180960178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it feel like most of our great friends are scattered around the country!!!  Can I just make a neighborhood and bring everyone together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also were able to go camping at Red Feather Lake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S7GXxEzwf2k/TitRTUgvlFI/AAAAAAAAE1o/rqoFd0OacAE/s1600/IMG_1483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S7GXxEzwf2k/TitRTUgvlFI/AAAAAAAAE1o/rqoFd0OacAE/s800/IMG_1483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632685151322346578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68a0jd-Y8yw/TitRO6iQe2I/AAAAAAAAE1g/NdTByIGS09E/s1600/IMG_1494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-68a0jd-Y8yw/TitRO6iQe2I/AAAAAAAAE1g/NdTByIGS09E/s800/IMG_1494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632685075629898594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JC0FA0YyyZ4/TitRKRAlMGI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/RiO-4XjTdyQ/s1600/IMG_1502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JC0FA0YyyZ4/TitRKRAlMGI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/RiO-4XjTdyQ/s800/IMG_1502.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632684995763318882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnbHgRaSJo8/TitWGmYgtSI/AAAAAAAAE2I/xGKBmVaGhAA/s1600/IMG_1492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fnbHgRaSJo8/TitWGmYgtSI/AAAAAAAAE2I/xGKBmVaGhAA/s800/IMG_1492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632690430339495202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then FINALLY, the sprint triathlon was upon me.  Now let me explain something.  When you sign up for a sporting event in Colorado, there are going to be "hills", but this went beyond.  Since this was my first attempt, I didn't know any better, but I was relieved at the end, when my much more experienced friends were also shocked at this course.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The swim felt great !  It was a bit hard because it was a pool swim and I had to do a lot of passing, but it felt good to race my favorite sport again!  I was tempted to ask if I could swim further and take out one of the hills for the bike, but I chickened out and reluctantly left the pool to face my fears!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lPAjTRw5qgE/TitVTzxVTpI/AAAAAAAAE1w/GM-nywC9yGU/s1600/IMG_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lPAjTRw5qgE/TitVTzxVTpI/AAAAAAAAE1w/GM-nywC9yGU/s800/IMG_1515.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632689557759938194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlmDekHTX7Q/TitV1rLlDxI/AAAAAAAAE2A/DNEDjv2G8mk/s1600/IMG_1520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rlmDekHTX7Q/TitV1rLlDxI/AAAAAAAAE2A/DNEDjv2G8mk/s800/IMG_1520.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632690139569655570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the bike.  This is what I was dreading the most!!!  I just learned to ride a road bike a few months ago and my body is still in the process of discovering many new muscles to pump through the Rockies.  We were in Mount Vernon, so hills were expected, but they managed to find a bike and running course that were uphill both ways.  Totally defying Newtons discoveries of gravity..... you know the one about things going up and coming down.  We just went up and up and up!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knnZ0lr4hoo/TitWT0tSHzI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/KAxAxUG3aDw/s1600/IMG_1535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-knnZ0lr4hoo/TitWT0tSHzI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/KAxAxUG3aDw/s800/IMG_1535.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632690657523015474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The run felt more like a hike, leaving me somewhere between tears and laughter as I turned each corner to see yet another climb.  But, I finished and I felt pretty good!   I figure it's good to do the hardest one first, now any others I do will seem so much nicer!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GMQu22_Lb8/TitWfA5y2LI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/tl--nKPtXlw/s1600/IMG_1547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GMQu22_Lb8/TitWfA5y2LI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/tl--nKPtXlw/s800/IMG_1547.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632690849775278258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part was that my cute family met me at each step of the course.  Seeing my mom,  husband, and bed-head kiddos at the top of Look Out Mountain gave me a much needed boost!  I feel such a relief and I'm ready to go back to some yoga and pilates classes rather than just endless training, but this new way of exercising has really caught on for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***any tips for getting permanent marker off your body????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5286027960716636171?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5286027960716636171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5286027960716636171' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5286027960716636171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5286027960716636171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/07/whoa-what-swim-scuttle.html' title='&quot;Whoa--What a Swim&quot;---Scuttle'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yg2x4PjmN6k/TitQd_mmbCI/AAAAAAAAE1Q/FnGvJy40ZaE/s72-c/IMG_1328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5807892239911259125</id><published>2011-07-10T17:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T17:25:14.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth</title><content type='html'>Hiking the Flatirons of Chautaqua Park in Boulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRWaMdMv13U/ThpArS4MOdI/AAAAAAAAE04/cMTGdG7Av0I/s1600/IMG_1216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRWaMdMv13U/ThpArS4MOdI/AAAAAAAAE04/cMTGdG7Av0I/s800/IMG_1216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881796898929106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Xoav7qyCY/ThpAmhwmFjI/AAAAAAAAE0w/PH5FwMk5td8/s1600/IMG_1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h6Xoav7qyCY/ThpAmhwmFjI/AAAAAAAAE0w/PH5FwMk5td8/s800/IMG_1222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881714994255410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The annual gathering of Jason's extended family.  I love this tradition.  This year we upped the anti, when Aunt Tanya brought some serious fireworks.  Those of us with some sense were a bit nervous.  (Notice Jason's lack of nervousness)  It was a blast and so good to catch up with cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NctZLBGkGMU/ThpAff_oZqI/AAAAAAAAE0o/Z3WAWC-hdYk/s1600/IMG_1243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NctZLBGkGMU/ThpAff_oZqI/AAAAAAAAE0o/Z3WAWC-hdYk/s800/IMG_1243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881594261366434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jOnl_9IUegs/ThpAaEIfTBI/AAAAAAAAE0g/0HlCFp_qpwQ/s1600/IMG_1253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jOnl_9IUegs/ThpAaEIfTBI/AAAAAAAAE0g/0HlCFp_qpwQ/s800/IMG_1253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881500882979858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xobTAcSDwYw/ThpAVc58zNI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/jnrc7QZcBDw/s1600/IMG_1255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xobTAcSDwYw/ThpAVc58zNI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/jnrc7QZcBDw/s800/IMG_1255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881421633539282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UzwUrra_f0M/ThpAQoju_FI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/gKn59HeC0_k/s1600/IMG_1259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UzwUrra_f0M/ThpAQoju_FI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/gKn59HeC0_k/s800/IMG_1259.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881338862238802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eiccoVTK8Q/ThpALj9vfBI/AAAAAAAAE0I/LSHy9YeKACw/s1600/IMG_1307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8eiccoVTK8Q/ThpALj9vfBI/AAAAAAAAE0I/LSHy9YeKACw/s800/IMG_1307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627881251729800210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe4wPkVlwGg/Tho_V_gp0LI/AAAAAAAAE0A/R96lrczf9RI/s1600/IMG_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe4wPkVlwGg/Tho_V_gp0LI/AAAAAAAAE0A/R96lrczf9RI/s800/IMG_1308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627880331411050674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed to live here and to live by family.   We don't see each other often enough, but we just pick up where we left off and feels so comfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5807892239911259125?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5807892239911259125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5807892239911259125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5807892239911259125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5807892239911259125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/07/fourth.html' title='The Fourth'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRWaMdMv13U/ThpArS4MOdI/AAAAAAAAE04/cMTGdG7Av0I/s72-c/IMG_1216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7183417057732840604</id><published>2011-06-27T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T09:47:40.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Garden!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2eOI8S_4Wk/TgiztuyXixI/AAAAAAAAExs/4nGEHyN_jPc/s1600/IMG_1146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2eOI8S_4Wk/TgiztuyXixI/AAAAAAAAExs/4nGEHyN_jPc/s800/IMG_1146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622941733006838546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know.....I'm way late in starting this part of life, but I am finally trying it.  To be honest, I thought it would be way too complicated and that I would loose interest half way through, but it turns out this gardening thing works!!!!  My expectations were very low!  Jason built me one raise garden and we went about hoping for ANYTHING.  But things are growing and it is hard to describe my sense of fulfillment!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppLaWwnIJ0U/TgizoukYojI/AAAAAAAAExk/pwEmuq02uYo/s1600/IMG_1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ppLaWwnIJ0U/TgizoukYojI/AAAAAAAAExk/pwEmuq02uYo/s800/IMG_1148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622941647048843826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-loy6m-uq58o/TgizjN2RatI/AAAAAAAAExc/z7FM1Ukkj5E/s1600/IMG_1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-loy6m-uq58o/TgizjN2RatI/AAAAAAAAExc/z7FM1Ukkj5E/s800/IMG_1150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622941552366152402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3_XT53uvss/TgizenIv6dI/AAAAAAAAExU/VxaWzKEleL0/s1600/IMG_1151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V3_XT53uvss/TgizenIv6dI/AAAAAAAAExU/VxaWzKEleL0/s800/IMG_1151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622941473255188946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a small thing, that I don't think will save us tons of money in groceries, but it was always about the principle if the thing.  I wanted to know if I could actually grow something and consume it.  If all continues well, I will be having a fresh salad from the back yard soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7183417057732840604?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7183417057732840604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7183417057732840604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7183417057732840604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7183417057732840604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-garden.html' title='My First Garden!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S2eOI8S_4Wk/TgiztuyXixI/AAAAAAAAExs/4nGEHyN_jPc/s72-c/IMG_1146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2402359620357513273</id><published>2011-06-11T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T16:33:04.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His first Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i19kBebPGHk/TfP43VJSOyI/AAAAAAAAEws/lXLme1IyoIY/s1600/IMG_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i19kBebPGHk/TfP43VJSOyI/AAAAAAAAEws/lXLme1IyoIY/s800/IMG_0751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617106789713722146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the Healing Wheels Charity Bike.  105 miles, 11,000 vertical feet, 8 hours, 7 bottles of gatorade, 6 goos, 3 bananas, a few pb and j's and over 9,000 calories burned.  Jason is a numbers guys even when torturing himself through the Rockies.  We rushed from the swim meet so we could catch him in action and we made it just in time for his last big climb.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d87VD2ZsqJw/TfP4xoeuuaI/AAAAAAAAEwk/Mju-1ihgkJ0/s1600/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d87VD2ZsqJw/TfP4xoeuuaI/AAAAAAAAEwk/Mju-1ihgkJ0/s800/IMG_0752.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617106691824728482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDdMG1K6ZK4/TfP4s4dS__I/AAAAAAAAEwc/zMK-VAU8Eu8/s1600/IMG_0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDdMG1K6ZK4/TfP4s4dS__I/AAAAAAAAEwc/zMK-VAU8Eu8/s800/IMG_0755.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617106610214338546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason just takes on difficult things with little fear or trepidation.  He sets a goal and very methodically goes about accomplishing it.  I was so impressed watching him pump up that steep grade after so many hours.  I was terrified to watch him fly down the other side, seeing my speedometer at 50mph trying to keep up.  Fearless, sometimes to the point of insanity, but always keeping me pushing myself to a more adventurous life!  Though I worry, I know that this part of his personality is what attracted me to him in the first place.  Congrats honey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2402359620357513273?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2402359620357513273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2402359620357513273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2402359620357513273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2402359620357513273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/06/his-first-century.html' title='His first Century'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i19kBebPGHk/TfP43VJSOyI/AAAAAAAAEws/lXLme1IyoIY/s72-c/IMG_0751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6443598332621403452</id><published>2011-06-07T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:08:06.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping and Lilacs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZKdL_otBJw/Te6NIbbW7nI/AAAAAAAAEv0/-fJ7oIInfBY/s1600/IMG_0601.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZKdL_otBJw/Te6NIbbW7nI/AAAAAAAAEv0/-fJ7oIInfBY/s800/IMG_0601.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615580961318563442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kKOB_IFK34/Te6MwWOndUI/AAAAAAAAEvk/zD7N0kBjSpo/s1600/IMG_0589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--kKOB_IFK34/Te6MwWOndUI/AAAAAAAAEvk/zD7N0kBjSpo/s800/IMG_0589.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615580547606082882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are in full swing with summer.  Jason's schedule is booked with youth activities, so he is always looking for an opportunity to go camping.  Grandma and Grandpa said he could borrow the trailer.....the one form 1952 or so.  I just had to laugh looking at this things parked outside our house.  We even received a warning from the home  owners association telling us that it was violation and that we need to work to keep our neighborhood looking nice.  ( I thought this was hilarious, Jro was a bit miffed and sent a semi-rude email back)   Unseemly or not, it kept them warm and dry for spring camping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ5nPvxCGnI/Te6MoPoe19I/AAAAAAAAEvc/ZelFKmowS6I/s1600/IMG_0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQ5nPvxCGnI/Te6MoPoe19I/AAAAAAAAEvc/ZelFKmowS6I/s800/IMG_0579.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615580408396568530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aB_D20Fbn9w/Te6M9akqvqI/AAAAAAAAEvs/oip73RKEl2M/s1600/IMG_0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aB_D20Fbn9w/Te6M9akqvqI/AAAAAAAAEvs/oip73RKEl2M/s800/IMG_0593.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615580772110614178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn felt a bit left out, but I just wasn't ready to deal with a newly potty-trained 2 year old in a camper.  And besides, I think dad's need some solo time.....right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZPkfWtGIig/Te6Na5deWCI/AAAAAAAAEv8/hfc9gKBVTnU/s1600/IMG_0600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BZPkfWtGIig/Te6Na5deWCI/AAAAAAAAEv8/hfc9gKBVTnU/s800/IMG_0600.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615581278618146850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hP8ceLp_GJk/Te6NkR4Eg3I/AAAAAAAAEwE/K_wewyE0_5c/s1600/IMG_0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hP8ceLp_GJk/Te6NkR4Eg3I/AAAAAAAAEwE/K_wewyE0_5c/s800/IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615581439790973810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the lilacs are bursting and making me so happy.  I take a big breathe as I pass on my jogs.  I love this planet.  I love that Heavenly Father made Lilacs for me to enjoy!  I love summer break and I love a night home with just my two year old.  I love Autumn's belly and her love of dresses, necklaces and shades. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed time for a change of pace.  A time to slow down and enjoy these kids while they still want nothing more than time with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6443598332621403452?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6443598332621403452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6443598332621403452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6443598332621403452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6443598332621403452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/06/camping-and-lilacs.html' title='Camping and Lilacs'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZKdL_otBJw/Te6NIbbW7nI/AAAAAAAAEv0/-fJ7oIInfBY/s72-c/IMG_0601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1780271026775507939</id><published>2011-06-04T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T14:49:03.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sign of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPpYGbwervQ/TeqnsVbW9vI/AAAAAAAAEvI/d0W4eWie05A/s1600/IMG_0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPpYGbwervQ/TeqnsVbW9vI/AAAAAAAAEvI/d0W4eWie05A/s800/IMG_0627.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614484265578723058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I feel like summer has officially begun, when my life becomes caps, goggles and coolers.  Bike rides to practice, wet friends come over after practice and sunrise swims.   Today was the first meet and I must say...... I love it all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5PViu3_ErCM/TeqnmZZD8UI/AAAAAAAAEvA/rHPT8dLzVAI/s1600/IMG_0661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5PViu3_ErCM/TeqnmZZD8UI/AAAAAAAAEvA/rHPT8dLzVAI/s800/IMG_0661.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614484163563614530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEIFC6TlV0o/Teqnec5sgeI/AAAAAAAAEu4/An2G1LFg61w/s1600/IMG_0687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QEIFC6TlV0o/Teqnec5sgeI/AAAAAAAAEu4/An2G1LFg61w/s800/IMG_0687.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614484027066843618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1780271026775507939?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1780271026775507939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1780271026775507939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1780271026775507939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1780271026775507939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-sign-of-summer.html' title='My sign of Summer'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPpYGbwervQ/TeqnsVbW9vI/AAAAAAAAEvI/d0W4eWie05A/s72-c/IMG_0627.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6019619811362028913</id><published>2011-05-28T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:50:13.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason getting Razzed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQlOt0yflKw/TeFeZD2XAdI/AAAAAAAAEus/bNbcZxOLeY0/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B111480000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 612px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQlOt0yflKw/TeFeZD2XAdI/AAAAAAAAEus/bNbcZxOLeY0/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B111480000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611870395303395794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Jason was asked to have his picture taken to represent the ER in some new posters and flyers for the hospital.  He says that it was just because his shift ended at the right time, but I say it's because he's so handsome.  The day the new posters were posted, Jason arrived to work and saw himself everywhere he look.  Each nurse and tech had his picture on their name tag.  Each clock, clipboard, computer and parking sign was hit.  The staff even made masks and had them on when he arrived for his 11pm night shift.  &lt;br /&gt;He acted a bit embarrassed, but I think he kind of liked it deep down inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-degpnGG_OFE/TeFeNB15W5I/AAAAAAAAEuk/-azQRoblHbw/s1600/IMG_0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-degpnGG_OFE/TeFeNB15W5I/AAAAAAAAEuk/-azQRoblHbw/s800/IMG_0213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611870188606151570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bim7H2kyM5o/TeFeJ1tF5ZI/AAAAAAAAEuc/4hSLfYFS2N0/s1600/IMG_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bim7H2kyM5o/TeFeJ1tF5ZI/AAAAAAAAEuc/4hSLfYFS2N0/s800/IMG_0212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611870133808391570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-stQU0XyTFjQ/TeFeGZCifiI/AAAAAAAAEuU/XeV0iRvBBo4/s1600/IMG_0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-stQU0XyTFjQ/TeFeGZCifiI/AAAAAAAAEuU/XeV0iRvBBo4/s800/IMG_0210.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611870074574110242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnHDAplVWgA/TeFeCPa4VjI/AAAAAAAAEuM/FNx8dAwmXyo/s1600/IMG_0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnHDAplVWgA/TeFeCPa4VjI/AAAAAAAAEuM/FNx8dAwmXyo/s800/IMG_0206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611870003272373810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6019619811362028913?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6019619811362028913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6019619811362028913' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6019619811362028913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6019619811362028913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/05/jason-getting-razzed.html' title='Jason getting Razzed!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jQlOt0yflKw/TeFeZD2XAdI/AAAAAAAAEus/bNbcZxOLeY0/s72-c/Scanned%2BImage%2B111480000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1514337308170592702</id><published>2011-05-26T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:04:58.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madeline's Lobe!</title><content type='html'>Okay, weirdest thing!  A few months ago Madeline's ear piercing got infected, which it has done a few times.  Just as before, we took out the earrings and cleaned for a fews days while it healed.  She decided she didn't want to put her earring back in for awhile, so I just kind of forgot about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv8j1jYiH9E/Td8TBve9hGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/KAxqp12D6bg/s1600/IMG_0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv8j1jYiH9E/Td8TBve9hGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/KAxqp12D6bg/s800/IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611224581374051426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a week later, I noticed that her earlobe had split in half.  The infection had continued to eat through her ear!!!  I asked Jason if he could stitch it, but he said it was too healed over.  I had never realized how central an earlobe is to your overall look.  She got sick of people mentioning it, so, we made an appointment with Dr. Swail, a plastic surgeon in Boulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7_luoZgIn8/Td8TKv91pwI/AAAAAAAAEts/eP3EUz1EZvg/s1600/IMG_0610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y7_luoZgIn8/Td8TKv91pwI/AAAAAAAAEts/eP3EUz1EZvg/s800/IMG_0610.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611224736122382082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was so brave and calm.  She even fell asleep while they worked on her.  I for one stayed in the room with my eyes glued to my book so I wouldn't see anything creepy.  Now, just two week later, it looks perfect!!!  (As a side note, I have a bit of an obsession with ear lobes.  I love to squeeze my kids lobes all of the time.  I do it so often, they hardly notice me walking by and giving a little pinch with my knuckles.  I know, TMI)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1514337308170592702?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1514337308170592702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1514337308170592702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1514337308170592702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1514337308170592702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/05/madelines-lope.html' title='Madeline&apos;s Lobe!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Tv8j1jYiH9E/Td8TBve9hGI/AAAAAAAAEtk/KAxqp12D6bg/s72-c/IMG_0530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-9046544985078173065</id><published>2011-05-09T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T05:55:01.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did.......</title><content type='html'>start potty training&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNnZ27Cg4Ak/Tch1gKp5OoI/AAAAAAAAEsM/6ZYY9oj99Vg/s1600/IMG_0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNnZ27Cg4Ak/Tch1gKp5OoI/AAAAAAAAEsM/6ZYY9oj99Vg/s800/IMG_0501.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604858931738917506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrate  Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycUkuE9b_94/Tch2FhliJlI/AAAAAAAAEss/88GYCiA6qQs/s1600/IMG_0476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycUkuE9b_94/Tch2FhliJlI/AAAAAAAAEss/88GYCiA6qQs/s800/IMG_0476.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604859573549803090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDz7QcGAqv8/Tch2v7R_dgI/AAAAAAAAEtE/G62h6cMllsU/s1600/IMG_0457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VDz7QcGAqv8/Tch2v7R_dgI/AAAAAAAAEtE/G62h6cMllsU/s800/IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604860302001665538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish up clogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYWLIX4rR-s/Tch2mBgFCWI/AAAAAAAAEs8/0fk74fhZueY/s1600/IMG_0469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYWLIX4rR-s/Tch2mBgFCWI/AAAAAAAAEs8/0fk74fhZueY/s800/IMG_0469.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604860131872672098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have another soccer season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KotaTKnnDDs/Tch1o-SBF7I/AAAAAAAAEsU/xbVF_e8Lpao/s1600/IMG_0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KotaTKnnDDs/Tch1o-SBF7I/AAAAAAAAEsU/xbVF_e8Lpao/s800/IMG_0494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604859083036366770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do some yard projects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_l66E-kCQg/Tch1x6esdlI/AAAAAAAAEsc/AoytiwXuOwE/s1600/IMG_0487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_l66E-kCQg/Tch1x6esdlI/AAAAAAAAEsc/AoytiwXuOwE/s800/IMG_0487.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604859236634621522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oqd566hpjA/Tch2dxNcAwI/AAAAAAAAEs0/GlIbDnIpsuU/s1600/IMG_0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5oqd566hpjA/Tch2dxNcAwI/AAAAAAAAEs0/GlIbDnIpsuU/s800/IMG_0486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604859990060565250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start training  (Jro for a mountanous/100 mile bike race, and me for my first sprint triathalon.  This photo commemorates my first ride, learning to shift and being clipped in.  Yes, it was harder than spin class and yes, I fell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OIWSkFS2Ig/Tchz9jRWiGI/AAAAAAAAEr0/2M9htMO7O58/s1600/IMG_0527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OIWSkFS2Ig/Tchz9jRWiGI/AAAAAAAAEr0/2M9htMO7O58/s800/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604857237539817570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and celebrate Jro's birthday and mother's day simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dxFyqXJUlHo/Tch1J4SboQI/AAAAAAAAEsE/xjgGw62eZvg/s1600/IMG_0508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dxFyqXJUlHo/Tch1J4SboQI/AAAAAAAAEsE/xjgGw62eZvg/s800/IMG_0508.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604858548851548418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSGBWAw87ug/Tch1AvNWzkI/AAAAAAAAEr8/fLZ6M9l26do/s1600/IMG_0516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DSGBWAw87ug/Tch1AvNWzkI/AAAAAAAAEr8/fLZ6M9l26do/s800/IMG_0516.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604858391795519042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's busy, it's hectic, it's just par for the course in this ER scheduled, 4 kids activities, mom-in -the-basement, church going, budget balancing, cooking/cleaning, trying to stay healthy and keep ourselves sane kind of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-9046544985078173065?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/9046544985078173065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=9046544985078173065' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/9046544985078173065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/9046544985078173065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/05/we-did.html' title='We did.......'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yNnZ27Cg4Ak/Tch1gKp5OoI/AAAAAAAAEsM/6ZYY9oj99Vg/s72-c/IMG_0501.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8548098207942203503</id><published>2011-04-26T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T14:14:02.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxen's Mexico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pDkHklp7BU/TbdBkLbRY3I/AAAAAAAAEp8/KoaPnovFbFk/s1600/IMG_9790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pDkHklp7BU/TbdBkLbRY3I/AAAAAAAAEp8/KoaPnovFbFk/s800/IMG_9790.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016751456772978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Mexico for a great vacation this spring break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zHjvkx9NAuI/Tbc_vz_xKdI/AAAAAAAAEo0/vuqFSgz8q_I/s1600/IMG_0151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zHjvkx9NAuI/Tbc_vz_xKdI/AAAAAAAAEo0/vuqFSgz8q_I/s800/IMG_0151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600014752302574034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4uhRzNpTJ3k/TbdAx2CO0HI/AAAAAAAAEpc/WwcmsFuYbqQ/s1600/IMG_0391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4uhRzNpTJ3k/TbdAx2CO0HI/AAAAAAAAEpc/WwcmsFuYbqQ/s800/IMG_0391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600015886721142898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ocean crashing in on shore.  Ruining a great sand castle you have been proud of, but now it's gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SmS8BMhBu0/TbslYXp6i5I/AAAAAAAAErE/hH3g9GF2GzA/s1600/IMG_9986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3SmS8BMhBu0/TbslYXp6i5I/AAAAAAAAErE/hH3g9GF2GzA/s800/IMG_9986.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601111662162250642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pvZ6bZJz8jU/TbdBDn4bN7I/AAAAAAAAEpk/G48RUUdEz0M/s1600/IMG_0394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pvZ6bZJz8jU/TbdBDn4bN7I/AAAAAAAAEpk/G48RUUdEz0M/s800/IMG_0394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016192159561650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Waves packing up a bunch of broken coral and little shells and sending them to the shore.  Sometimes even jellyfish, dead fish and other cool things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOc4JkDpXlQ/TbslKhMI_hI/AAAAAAAAEq8/psxeFLgW1mA/s1600/IMG_0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nOc4JkDpXlQ/TbslKhMI_hI/AAAAAAAAEq8/psxeFLgW1mA/s800/IMG_0073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601111424203554322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkxY-IQklhg/TbdBaiG1oVI/AAAAAAAAEp0/7Izgmi2fucg/s1600/IMG_9756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WkxY-IQklhg/TbdBaiG1oVI/AAAAAAAAEp0/7Izgmi2fucg/s800/IMG_9756.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016585746391378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCwtTHK_zT8/TbdBOshPrZI/AAAAAAAAEps/MNj8fVq3Ck0/s1600/IMG_0396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCwtTHK_zT8/TbdBOshPrZI/AAAAAAAAEps/MNj8fVq3Ck0/s800/IMG_0396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600016382383074706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjctrWtmi3k/Tbc_mD7fjlI/AAAAAAAAEos/t9WrpOLmgRY/s1600/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fjctrWtmi3k/Tbc_mD7fjlI/AAAAAAAAEos/t9WrpOLmgRY/s800/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600014584780918354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going fishing over bumpy waves.  Trying your luck at different parts of the ocean.  Not knowing where the good fish are or where they are bitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8ZplOUOojs/TbdAaBbF9TI/AAAAAAAAEpM/KM_HKbeY1uw/s1600/IMG_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A8ZplOUOojs/TbdAaBbF9TI/AAAAAAAAEpM/KM_HKbeY1uw/s800/IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600015477461349682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3lXeKP970/Tbsptnnu_SI/AAAAAAAAErs/jfKixrGY5Q0/s1600/IMG_0359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 788px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n3lXeKP970/Tbsptnnu_SI/AAAAAAAAErs/jfKixrGY5Q0/s800/IMG_0359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601116425271835938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WsSFRMdS3hg/TbsllzT7d9I/AAAAAAAAErM/fMr30GwTr3w/s1600/IMG_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WsSFRMdS3hg/TbsllzT7d9I/AAAAAAAAErM/fMr30GwTr3w/s800/IMG_0383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601111892924528594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizards, crabs, fish and other cool creatures hiding under rocks, coral, sand, or just blending in, all waiting to be found.  Having &lt;br /&gt;a search for these tricky creatures is a good game to end this wonderful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meomUa93GKo/TbskXh1doNI/AAAAAAAAEqs/SLdXTMAoDAE/s1600/IMG_9918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-meomUa93GKo/TbskXh1doNI/AAAAAAAAEqs/SLdXTMAoDAE/s800/IMG_9918.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601110548203544786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXOyklEUdQM/Tbc_5hltJ8I/AAAAAAAAEo8/XzTgqNokTjE/s1600/IMG_0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xXOyklEUdQM/Tbc_5hltJ8I/AAAAAAAAEo8/XzTgqNokTjE/s800/IMG_0153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600014919160113090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thing to see, do and wonder in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ahYnXamtRs/TbskwDskm4I/AAAAAAAAEq0/HICgO87fWow/s1600/IMG_0206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ahYnXamtRs/TbskwDskm4I/AAAAAAAAEq0/HICgO87fWow/s800/IMG_0206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601110969609919362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2EQ5O2Czb4s/TbdAD-H4G9I/AAAAAAAAEpE/G1z_Sp8fzdo/s1600/IMG_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2EQ5O2Czb4s/TbdAD-H4G9I/AAAAAAAAEpE/G1z_Sp8fzdo/s800/IMG_0201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600015098618321874" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hesWgrG-fkk/TbslyEQIlZI/AAAAAAAAErU/TAj1pQJ8f2E/s1600/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hesWgrG-fkk/TbslyEQIlZI/AAAAAAAAErU/TAj1pQJ8f2E/s800/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601112103630443922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STEUWtQyRq0/Tbc_c4pPJaI/AAAAAAAAEok/EPgE9ZyweoQ/s1600/IMG_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-STEUWtQyRq0/Tbc_c4pPJaI/AAAAAAAAEok/EPgE9ZyweoQ/s800/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600014427132732834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D0N74v8EMsk/TbsnVQ10-jI/AAAAAAAAErc/SQIlKQS-FWE/s1600/IMG_9897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D0N74v8EMsk/TbsnVQ10-jI/AAAAAAAAErc/SQIlKQS-FWE/s800/IMG_9897.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601113807816817202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pF80ewH_2DM/Tbsnl1sPqUI/AAAAAAAAErk/hi32CKz5oKQ/s1600/IMG_9901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pF80ewH_2DM/Tbsnl1sPqUI/AAAAAAAAErk/hi32CKz5oKQ/s800/IMG_9901.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601114092586641730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8548098207942203503?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8548098207942203503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8548098207942203503' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8548098207942203503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8548098207942203503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/04/jaxens-mexico.html' title='Jaxen&apos;s Mexico'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2pDkHklp7BU/TbdBkLbRY3I/AAAAAAAAEp8/KoaPnovFbFk/s72-c/IMG_9790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8778613541767519503</id><published>2011-04-07T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:16:30.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Una Vacacion Grande!!!</title><content type='html'>La Casa Que Canta....our home in Mahahual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUp0ykRLxlM/TZ4bhNsBGyI/AAAAAAAAEac/KcQX55wDC3M/s1600/IMG_9946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 560px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUp0ykRLxlM/TZ4bhNsBGyI/AAAAAAAAEac/KcQX55wDC3M/s800/IMG_9946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938044664650530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I went to Akumal last year, and the entire time we were there, we were wishing our kids could see the amazing Coata Maya. We wanted them to see how different life is in another country and to gain some perspective on the world.  Well, call it brilliance or call it insanity, we decided to get them some passports and make it happen.  Never mind the fact that we have a two-year old.  Never mind that the kids would have to miss more school.  Never mind that Jason had to work 14 nights in a row in order to get the time off of work.  We were determined.  A week long trip turned into 13 days due to the cost of plane tickets, so we just filled them up with more adventure!  We were also very fortunate, that some other brave souls were willing to take this trip with us.  Extra hands, extra eyes and extra playmates made this a doable, nay an AMAZING experience for the WHOLE crew.  Here a few shots, more to come after the unpacking is done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycWZMfBSFiE/TZ4dCojFalI/AAAAAAAAEa0/pD77BtAFR-Q/s1600/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ycWZMfBSFiE/TZ4dCojFalI/AAAAAAAAEa0/pD77BtAFR-Q/s800/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939718322252370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6rgL3VyuyA/TZ4c3HX2QUI/AAAAAAAAEas/_AfX46-2r4k/s1600/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6rgL3VyuyA/TZ4c3HX2QUI/AAAAAAAAEas/_AfX46-2r4k/s800/IMG_0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592939520438190402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TUn-gCBx-8/TZ4dfa5Hl3I/AAAAAAAAEa8/ZsojY_XXh-E/s1600/IMG_0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TUn-gCBx-8/TZ4dfa5Hl3I/AAAAAAAAEa8/ZsojY_XXh-E/s800/IMG_0234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592940212872779634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I finished our Scuba certification on this trip.  So we are official!!!!  It really is addicting....join us and let's plan a dive trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz1fR1JcqqI/TZ4cWEt7PSI/AAAAAAAAEak/3IHohUXU4To/s1600/IMG_0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cz1fR1JcqqI/TZ4cWEt7PSI/AAAAAAAAEak/3IHohUXU4To/s800/IMG_0158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592938952789802274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turtles who lived en la casa, kept our kids entertained.....we were so glad they survived the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbml-h1whnI/TZ4aYaM_r2I/AAAAAAAAEaU/JR7qWeANcRo/s1600/IMG_9887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hbml-h1whnI/TZ4aYaM_r2I/AAAAAAAAEaU/JR7qWeANcRo/s800/IMG_9887.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592936793893744482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G63dqnuTTec/TZ4aNyZMzMI/AAAAAAAAEaM/p93mxLT6Mso/s1600/IMG_0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G63dqnuTTec/TZ4aNyZMzMI/AAAAAAAAEaM/p93mxLT6Mso/s800/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592936611408825538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3lyLpj0WJA/TZ4Z9MP3EKI/AAAAAAAAEaE/JN28jAaKjWY/s1600/IMG_0400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3lyLpj0WJA/TZ4Z9MP3EKI/AAAAAAAAEaE/JN28jAaKjWY/s800/IMG_0400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592936326291198114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClMjg_fgsgI/TZ4ZpfExCQI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/zelS2wUBL_0/s1600/IMG_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ClMjg_fgsgI/TZ4ZpfExCQI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/zelS2wUBL_0/s800/IMG_0390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592935987747555586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys' big catch....3 barracuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32UeseSb6vA/TZ4ZcAjoM4I/AAAAAAAAEZ0/YNIqTbYukh8/s1600/IMG_0326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 741px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32UeseSb6vA/TZ4ZcAjoM4I/AAAAAAAAEZ0/YNIqTbYukh8/s800/IMG_0326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592935756217201538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_-X_2DNNGM/TZ4ZQpgOiQI/AAAAAAAAEZs/jEmDflXMK5s/s1600/IMG_0293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_-X_2DNNGM/TZ4ZQpgOiQI/AAAAAAAAEZs/jEmDflXMK5s/s800/IMG_0293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592935561050360066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPr5lQXYfUw/TZ4ZEVbxWtI/AAAAAAAAEZk/WmrtNrNcno0/s1600/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FPr5lQXYfUw/TZ4ZEVbxWtI/AAAAAAAAEZk/WmrtNrNcno0/s800/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592935349504531154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOeDuZpI4OY/TZ4YyRTzNpI/AAAAAAAAEZc/ebmAdpM-Xx8/s1600/IMG_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOeDuZpI4OY/TZ4YyRTzNpI/AAAAAAAAEZc/ebmAdpM-Xx8/s800/IMG_0215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592935039159711378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8778613541767519503?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8778613541767519503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8778613541767519503' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8778613541767519503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8778613541767519503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/04/una-vacacion-grande.html' title='Una Vacacion Grande!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XUp0ykRLxlM/TZ4bhNsBGyI/AAAAAAAAEac/KcQX55wDC3M/s72-c/IMG_9946.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5664163700163066744</id><published>2011-03-19T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T23:02:11.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>Digging through a drawer tonight, I found a mangled old envelope and at first tossed it aside, with all of the other stuff from my mom's that I need to go through.  But, I couldn't stop the curiosity.  Sitting on the floor in my storage room, I found some amazing photos that I had never seen.  These two made me pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmswELWYckU/TYWRS_2_8II/AAAAAAAADuw/QcAX9u3cby8/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B110780001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 574px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmswELWYckU/TYWRS_2_8II/AAAAAAAADuw/QcAX9u3cby8/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B110780001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586030668388757634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aNdycKb2zI/TYWRNYdGk-I/AAAAAAAADuo/DUz9v1rjlIQ/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B110780000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 504px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1aNdycKb2zI/TYWRNYdGk-I/AAAAAAAADuo/DUz9v1rjlIQ/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B110780000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586030571911812066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two sisters......twins!  Born into a good family during the depression.  Looking and acting NOTHING alike.  My grandma is the one on the right.....the one with the smirk!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma Helen had a hard time disciplining us.  Her best, most angry phrase was....."Oh you rotten kids!"  After which she would leave the room to go cool off.  Her cupboard was always stocked with Ding Dongs and Hostess Cupcakes.  She also invented the peanut butter and mayo sandwich. (on white bread and with Lays potato chips of course)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She collected copper kitchen ware and elaborate costume jewelry.  She was married at 15 and a mom at 17.  She liked to sit and drink coffee in the morning and spent hours caring for her beloved rose bushes.  I never remember her being upset at me.  I just remember her making me feel like the most important, talented, gifted and beautiful girl,  whenever I was with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My auntie Carol, then, is the one on the left.  Blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skinned to the max.  My memories of her include her hilarious laugh, which left her almost in pain in her attempt to hold it back.  Her little dogs ( Mitzy and..... help me out here family), her shag carpet and a painting of "Little Boy Blue" that kind of gave me the creeps as a kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shJhXL-VZf0/TYWSEUHvoaI/AAAAAAAADu4/ErN6Bm-eczI/s1600/The_Blue_Boy_by_Thomas_1770_Gainsborough_Ltng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 530px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-shJhXL-VZf0/TYWSEUHvoaI/AAAAAAAADu4/ErN6Bm-eczI/s800/The_Blue_Boy_by_Thomas_1770_Gainsborough_Ltng.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586031515641291170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One Easter, she had the grand idea to give my sister and I, two baby rabbits and two baby ducklings.  How cool of an auntie is that?  My parents had no recourse, they just took them and became quick students of rabbit and duckling husbandry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them both!  I have so many questions to ask, questions that I didn't take the time to while they were still alive.  I wonder if they spend a lot of time together now.  I wonder a lot about their parents and their big brother Wes, that they admired so much.  I wonder if they are laughing along, as our kids do and say the craziest things.  I wonder how it felt for them to be free of the afflictions that made their last years such a challenge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my heart is just full!  I am so grateful to know that they go on, that they are still learning and growing and that our family bond continues.   (Note to self:  buy Ding Dongs for FHE.....my kids need to know the joy of not only diggin' into a d- dong, but dunking it in milk,  as we did at 2003 Beach Court in 1983.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5664163700163066744?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5664163700163066744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5664163700163066744' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5664163700163066744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5664163700163066744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/03/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WmswELWYckU/TYWRS_2_8II/AAAAAAAADuw/QcAX9u3cby8/s72-c/Scanned%2BImage%2B110780001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1250089165593921325</id><published>2011-03-12T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T19:34:08.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDVmp8rTjTk/TXvWtuqOaqI/AAAAAAAADuY/5DvRjpbNEjU/s1600/IMG_9586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDVmp8rTjTk/TXvWtuqOaqI/AAAAAAAADuY/5DvRjpbNEjU/s800/IMG_9586.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583292244163455650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGxWexR9wXA/TXvWnBEve3I/AAAAAAAADuQ/eVyVemnbxAo/s1600/IMG_9588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cGxWexR9wXA/TXvWnBEve3I/AAAAAAAADuQ/eVyVemnbxAo/s800/IMG_9588.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583292128847428466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Madeline.  Our happy, never-complaining, extremely helpful and thoughtful girl.  For her birthday, she wanted nothing more than a Wonder File.  She loves to write on her calendar and keep us all on track.  She is upbeat, always doing her best and trying to please.  I'm afraid she has a bit of my perfectionism, and I worry about her sensitivity.  She is an avid defender of Santa Clause and all things magic.  She still listens to musicals and Disney, having no idea about what is popular or cool.  I love her innocence and hope that she has an easy transition into the realities of life.   She is often overlooked and under appreciated, but those who take the time to know her, will find a friend for life.  I am so interested to see this girl discover her talents, increase in confidence and use her tenaciousness to right all the wrongs that she finds in life .  Happy Birthday to my girl! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvs8cyr0FFg/TXvWfNTAHqI/AAAAAAAADuI/3bSkbXau9eI/s1600/IMG_9591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvs8cyr0FFg/TXvWfNTAHqI/AAAAAAAADuI/3bSkbXau9eI/s800/IMG_9591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583291994689511074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1250089165593921325?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1250089165593921325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1250089165593921325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1250089165593921325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1250089165593921325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/03/nine.html' title='Nine!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZDVmp8rTjTk/TXvWtuqOaqI/AAAAAAAADuY/5DvRjpbNEjU/s72-c/IMG_9586.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3983469748500694165</id><published>2011-02-26T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T18:40:12.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sippin' and Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npgagnKOnuY/TWm473ZrbRI/AAAAAAAADto/eolBQMt99k4/s1600/IMG_9578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npgagnKOnuY/TWm473ZrbRI/AAAAAAAADto/eolBQMt99k4/s800/IMG_9578.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578192952098516242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate Nedra's 40th, we had to do something special......something creative!  We sipped on water and munched on M&amp;M's as we were taught a painting class.  The work we attempted was "Sea side".  Marcia, a true artist, did her own thing, while the rest of us stuck with the instructor.  So fun.....love these ladies.  Love to Nedra, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opiugKkqbAA/TWm5NfqkzcI/AAAAAAAADuA/ddMujagky90/s1600/IMG_9566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-opiugKkqbAA/TWm5NfqkzcI/AAAAAAAADuA/ddMujagky90/s800/IMG_9566.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578193254964579778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuFebytLxh0/TWm5InsV_BI/AAAAAAAADt4/nlLnTxg3bzg/s1600/IMG_9567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RuFebytLxh0/TWm5InsV_BI/AAAAAAAADt4/nlLnTxg3bzg/s800/IMG_9567.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578193171220134930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdTEUkpIlYM/TWm5CnbdirI/AAAAAAAADtw/QCK1Q2YUBYo/s1600/IMG_9568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NdTEUkpIlYM/TWm5CnbdirI/AAAAAAAADtw/QCK1Q2YUBYo/s800/IMG_9568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578193068070111922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3983469748500694165?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3983469748500694165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3983469748500694165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3983469748500694165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3983469748500694165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/02/sippin-and-painting.html' title='Sippin&apos; and Painting'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-npgagnKOnuY/TWm473ZrbRI/AAAAAAAADto/eolBQMt99k4/s72-c/IMG_9578.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6488249065797992136</id><published>2011-02-23T06:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T06:31:29.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleven!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9fO9W-xB6c/TWUZf8UIsmI/AAAAAAAADtY/kmcUxbzHN0A/s1600/IMG_9556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9fO9W-xB6c/TWUZf8UIsmI/AAAAAAAADtY/kmcUxbzHN0A/s800/IMG_9556.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576891750125449826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit late, but it was not forgotten.  Jaxen turned 11 on the 9th.  What a year of changes and maturing for him.  There was a time a few years ago, that I wondered if he and I would ever see eye to eye.  He is still strong willed (same with me), but we have really found a good place.  With girls starting to call and him feeling like the only kid in school without a phone, our parenting roll is definitely evolving.  I'm not worried.......not yet at least.  He's got a great group of friends, good boys, who are respectful and polite!  (making mama happy to have them all over) &lt;br /&gt;His birthday included, a ski ditch-day with dad, cinnamon rolls and dinner out with grandma and grandpa.  For his party he just wanted to play basketball.....oh yeah and have ICE CREAM CAKE!!  &lt;br /&gt;(We were out of candles.  Hence, Jro's solution)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1WG55goY2Q/TWUYJJuwSzI/AAAAAAAADtQ/s6yxSibTSxo/s1600/IMG_9554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g1WG55goY2Q/TWUYJJuwSzI/AAAAAAAADtQ/s6yxSibTSxo/s800/IMG_9554.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576890259078138674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jang5IDm3DE/TWUX-k5c2MI/AAAAAAAADtI/zxrAT10a3js/s1600/IMG_9551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jang5IDm3DE/TWUX-k5c2MI/AAAAAAAADtI/zxrAT10a3js/s800/IMG_9551.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576890077392197826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6488249065797992136?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6488249065797992136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6488249065797992136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6488249065797992136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6488249065797992136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/02/eleven.html' title='Eleven!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S9fO9W-xB6c/TWUZf8UIsmI/AAAAAAAADtY/kmcUxbzHN0A/s72-c/IMG_9556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8173681893613109605</id><published>2011-02-08T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:01:09.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG POWDER IN VAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXCWqQ_NI/AAAAAAAADsg/H55ddbVKbVw/s1600/HouseVail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXCWqQ_NI/AAAAAAAADsg/H55ddbVKbVw/s800/HouseVail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571470649476578514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRRRRRR!!!!!  With a slow start to winter, we are freezing and the snow is coming in droves!  With two days of school cancelled, most good parents wouldn't take their kids out of school again that week to hit the slopes........but the Rozeski's do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXikAF_tI/AAAAAAAADso/VnqHP0T-cnI/s1600/vail1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 582px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXikAF_tI/AAAAAAAADso/VnqHP0T-cnI/s800/vail1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571471202813607634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXzUVls6I/AAAAAAAADs4/ztOB6x8To8g/s1600/elivail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXzUVls6I/AAAAAAAADs4/ztOB6x8To8g/s800/elivail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571471490666574754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXuhgCSKI/AAAAAAAADsw/jH9WlnINx0Y/s1600/vail2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXuhgCSKI/AAAAAAAADsw/jH9WlnINx0Y/s800/vail2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571471408300705954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for us, our good friends invite us up to their family's house in Vail, so we can avoid the long drive and just get to some serious snow play.  The first day was fun, all kids, 5 and above (and pitiful me), went for a nice/FREEZING day.  That night, several feet of fresh powder fell.  The big dogs took the big boys (jax and jay) out for a monumental day of double black diamonds and trees, in knee-high powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHYP-coCLI/AAAAAAAADtA/8D1jFZadd-M/s1600/IMG_9519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 566px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHYP-coCLI/AAAAAAAADtA/8D1jFZadd-M/s800/IMG_9519.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571471983006714034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of us, we dug snow tunnels, ate lots of kettle corn and told ghost stories at 11AM.  Thanks Davis'!!!!  You keep us living the high adventure life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8173681893613109605?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8173681893613109605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8173681893613109605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8173681893613109605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8173681893613109605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/02/big-powder-in-vail.html' title='BIG POWDER IN VAIL'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TVHXCWqQ_NI/AAAAAAAADsg/H55ddbVKbVw/s72-c/HouseVail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-800694332603230855</id><published>2011-01-30T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T18:32:15.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parenting Advice from Moroni</title><content type='html'>My home is run by charts and timers.  Chores are a big part of the plan, and after an initial investment when they are young, pays off in many ways.  One of the results that I did not anticipate is that during chore time, things are very peaceful.  Everyone is separated, engaged and  focused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUYepuED4nI/AAAAAAAADsI/UwmorQLzqVs/s1600/IMG_9494%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 578px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUYepuED4nI/AAAAAAAADsI/UwmorQLzqVs/s800/IMG_9494%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568171691378729586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, Jaxen was telling me that he is pretty sure that he has the most chores of anyone in his school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My response "That could be true......you are lucky because you will be more prepared when you leave home."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This did little to appease him, but I continued "It shows how much Dad and I love you..... we want you to learn responsibility and to feel capable and confident."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His response "I think you just don't want to do all the work yourself" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nodding my head "Absolutely...don't you think we all need to work as a team?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J "What if I got a job and paid for a maid?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;M "If you were that innovative, and still able to keep up your grades....that would be great!  For now, we'll stick with my plan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That very night, I was reading in Alma, and laughed out loud when I found that Moroni had had a similar strategy when dealing with the Lamanite prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alma 53:5&lt;br /&gt;....and in this city they did guard the prisoners of the Lamanites; yea, even within a wall which they had caused them to build with their own hands.  Now Moroni was compelled to cause the Lamanites to labor, because it was easy to guard them while at their labor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-800694332603230855?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/800694332603230855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=800694332603230855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/800694332603230855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/800694332603230855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/parenting-advice-from-moroni.html' title='Parenting Advice from Moroni'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUYepuED4nI/AAAAAAAADsI/UwmorQLzqVs/s72-c/IMG_9494%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5696075761069001847</id><published>2011-01-28T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T14:37:54.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOYS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUNFEISftVI/AAAAAAAADr4/Sq7HMcifHwg/s1600/rozeski-198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 502px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUNFEISftVI/AAAAAAAADr4/Sq7HMcifHwg/s800/rozeski-198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567369501606917458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one sister growing up.  Boys have always been a mystery to me.  When I found out I was having a boy with Jaxen, I was truly nervous that I wouldn't connect with him  Here are the boys on the Rozeski side.  I LOVE these boys!!!  I love being a mom and an aunt to boys.  They are hilarious!  I love boy humor and being a part of their inside jokes.  I love hearing Jaxen's perspective on all of the boy-crazy girls at school.  I love that Elijah tells me that I am "boo-tiful" and the "the best mom ever".  I love when they hold the door for me or take out the trash.  I love watching them grow and get tough and strong.  I love that I get to see their sensitive sides, and coach them on their path to being men.  They are good boys and I'm so excited to watch their lives unfold.I love the boys in my life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TULwbNOymFI/AAAAAAAADrw/MrpZIdnUguc/s1600/rozeski-199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TULwbNOymFI/AAAAAAAADrw/MrpZIdnUguc/s800/rozeski-199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567276439582185554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5696075761069001847?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5696075761069001847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5696075761069001847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5696075761069001847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5696075761069001847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/boys.html' title='BOYS!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUNFEISftVI/AAAAAAAADr4/Sq7HMcifHwg/s72-c/rozeski-198.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3323974373905149934</id><published>2011-01-27T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:51:55.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONEST food.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUHcA0kpFpI/AAAAAAAADrg/aUEnGsuqV8w/s1600/IMG_9483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUHcA0kpFpI/AAAAAAAADrg/aUEnGsuqV8w/s800/IMG_9483.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566972521077085842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my blog, you may recall my frustration with staying healthy and the struggle of bringing my family along for the ride.  Thus far, I have been shopping for three different diets; mine, my husbands and my kids.  Besides being expensive, it was overwhelming trying to stock my cupboards to everyone's likings.  After writing that post, I almost deleted it, thinking it was just whinny and self indulgent.  But I must say, it helped me see how dumb the struggle was.  I'm the mom!  I've done the research and gosh darn it, I'm taking the reins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started the next day, clearing our lives of the things I don't want my family putting into their bodies.  Providing the healthy balanced options and getting my hands dirty in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By removing the packaged foods, there is plenty of room in the budget for fresh food.  By reading labels, and scrutinizing the amount of sugar and preservatives, the list of packaged foods I will buy has dwindled to almost nill.  By baking and cooking more, we all feel more appreciative and connected to our food, seeing it for the precious thing that it is.  To eat my the sweat of your brow, makes everything taste better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUHcHohUUJI/AAAAAAAADro/pM8HUtvPOlY/s1600/IMG_9506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUHcHohUUJI/AAAAAAAADro/pM8HUtvPOlY/s800/IMG_9506.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566972638101000338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas before, I would just try to slip in healthy things, I am now pointing them out, and teaching my kids why.  Why do I buy orgainic, cage free, grass fed, meats and eggs.  Why are most cereals not good for our bodies.  What tricks are the food companies using to confuse us.  I am finally telling my kids, instead of covertly keeping them in the dark.  This food journey has been a big one for me and I don't want my kids to have to start as late as I did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned that there is a big difference between being thin and being healthy.  I have been thin on shakes and bars ( totally constipated too I might add).  I have been thin while taking my body of a roller coaster ride of hormones and blood sugar spikes.  I have been thin, but low on energy.  I have been thin but felt like I was struggling....this is not healthy.  Food, good clean, HONEST food is the key.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise, the honesty hasn't caused them to be angry or scared of the world around them.  I have seen them start to feel empowered  by their knowledge and understanding of a very complicated issue in the United States.  "We must learn to eat clean in a dirty world"  is a quote that runs through my head.  To me, my responsibility to teach my kids how to maneuver through the deception around them about food, is the same I have to teach them to avoid other pit falls of the world.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may think their mom is a nut, but I hope some of it sinks in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3323974373905149934?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3323974373905149934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3323974373905149934' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3323974373905149934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3323974373905149934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/honest-food.html' title='HONEST food.'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TUHcA0kpFpI/AAAAAAAADrg/aUEnGsuqV8w/s72-c/IMG_9483.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5611994736488454903</id><published>2011-01-19T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T05:46:39.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar free SUGAR????</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 642px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TTbmehaOE4I/AAAAAAAADrI/UgTrpnPwhUI/s800/Agave_palmeri.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563887801701634946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on a  quest!  Reading, researching and most importantly, talking to people about their best health/weight management discoveries.  I have long been on the path of getting rid of the "white stuff", (white flour, rice, SUGAR).  The flour and rice were not problem at all, but SUGAR, it is everywhere, hidden in everything.  The first change has been to stop eating processed foods, for me easy, for my family a bit more challenging.  But, I am determined to slowly ween them and cleanse their pallets, so they will already have the habits that will lead them to a more balanced life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm a sweet tooth lady.....BIG TIME!  However, I have found my new love------Agave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this plant, comes a yummy sweetness (not odd tasting like truvia or stevia I PROMISE)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my oatmeal or on my Quinoa pancakes (see below), goes maple flavored.  In cookies and cakes, there is literally no difference.  It has past both the Jro and kid test with flying colors!  Yes, it is more expensive, but , now that I am 100% sold, I am now looking into buying it in bulk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the sweet truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TTbmvMb0gkI/AAAAAAAADrQ/xEigp0tLaUc/s1600/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-19%2Bat%2B6.17.17%2BAM.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 630px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TTbmvMb0gkI/AAAAAAAADrQ/xEigp0tLaUc/s800/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-01-19%2Bat%2B6.17.17%2BAM.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563888088128979522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quinoa Pancakes (thanks Marty!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TTbnsH9YXOI/AAAAAAAADrY/RWW69FLuwa0/s1600/Quinoa%2BPancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 560px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TTbnsH9YXOI/AAAAAAAADrY/RWW69FLuwa0/s800/Quinoa%2BPancakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563889134899584226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5611994736488454903?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5611994736488454903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5611994736488454903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5611994736488454903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5611994736488454903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/sugar-free-sugar.html' title='Sugar free SUGAR????'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TTbmehaOE4I/AAAAAAAADrI/UgTrpnPwhUI/s72-c/Agave_palmeri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6948828025669659101</id><published>2011-01-13T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T16:49:09.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>34 Years:  Looking Back</title><content type='html'>Looking way back!!!  Where the foundation for most of my decisions were laid.  People, Places and Experiences that shaped my views and beliefs.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-Wa2qdbQI/AAAAAAAADqo/9Qsk7KFNeH0/s1600/34-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 630px; height:800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-Wa2qdbQI/AAAAAAAADqo/9Qsk7KFNeH0/s800/34-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561829452920220930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These early memories seem to stick the most.  I can remember the names of people from elementary school, but not those that I met yesterday.  I can tell you smells, what I ate and what I was feeling, better than I could what I was doing last week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I like being 34.  It's a good place to be.  It's more stable, less social, more spiritual and I'm more focused on what I know is  important.  As I type this, Autumn is having a tantrum on the floor, the dishes are half-way done and I am still hoping to get my workout done after the kids go to bed.  At 34, kids, husband and church are my focus.  My day- dreams are about travel and poising myself to be ready to pounce when there is a little more time at my disposal.  Classes galore, maybe a small paycheck coming my way.  I don't know,  but I am seeing that time coming, the next phase, and I want to be ready!!!  By 68, who knows maybe I will remember how cute Madeline was about wanting to make my day special.  I will remember the ice cream cake we had for dinner and how the calls and emails brightened my day though I was feeling a bit under the weather.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-cihpw8hI/AAAAAAAADqw/sYu6YCtED7Y/s1600/IMG_9490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-cihpw8hI/AAAAAAAADqw/sYu6YCtED7Y/s800/IMG_9490.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561836181788881426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-c11rxM0I/AAAAAAAADq4/xz6wq9dfEBs/s1600/IMG_9491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 796px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-c11rxM0I/AAAAAAAADq4/xz6wq9dfEBs/s800/IMG_9491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561836513583510338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6948828025669659101?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6948828025669659101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6948828025669659101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6948828025669659101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6948828025669659101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/34-years-looking-back.html' title='34 Years:  Looking Back'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TS-Wa2qdbQI/AAAAAAAADqo/9Qsk7KFNeH0/s72-c/34-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2641582283970276359</id><published>2011-01-08T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T08:08:19.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skiing with dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLdzTYYsI/AAAAAAAADqU/oDtMQft67MM/s1600/IMG_0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLdzTYYsI/AAAAAAAADqU/oDtMQft67MM/s800/IMG_0168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559847084092842690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLZ_SLPoI/AAAAAAAADqM/tVlWedCgERk/s1600/IMG_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLZ_SLPoI/AAAAAAAADqM/tVlWedCgERk/s800/IMG_0170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559847018589535874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason's commitment to teaching our kids to ski has been very impressive to me.  He is motivated by a vision of us all together in a few years, seeing it as a our family's winter fun.  I am getting a bit nervous as the kids progress and I stay home with Autumn.  They are passing me up quickly and I fear that I will be forced onto Black diamonds far too soon.  These photos were taken at Keystone a few weeks ago, a snow playground is more my style!  :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLUEtA08I/AAAAAAAADqE/YNtbmkztT9Q/s1600/IMG_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLUEtA08I/AAAAAAAADqE/YNtbmkztT9Q/s800/IMG_0169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559846916965061570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLPLAMqZI/AAAAAAAADp8/y0d6_9V-ovI/s1600/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLPLAMqZI/AAAAAAAADp8/y0d6_9V-ovI/s800/IMG_0172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559846832756795794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2641582283970276359?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2641582283970276359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2641582283970276359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2641582283970276359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2641582283970276359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/skiing-with-dad.html' title='Skiing with dad'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSiLdzTYYsI/AAAAAAAADqU/oDtMQft67MM/s72-c/IMG_0168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3693874467006354647</id><published>2011-01-07T12:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T19:51:19.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does it ever end???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSd4min8AqI/AAAAAAAADp0/FxoQyJLe5Ug/s1600/rozeski-184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 658px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSd4min8AqI/AAAAAAAADp0/FxoQyJLe5Ug/s800/rozeski-184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559544868536844962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my niece, depicting how I feel right now about an ever-constant part of life----Diet!  I actually enjoy loosing large amounts of weight, like after my babies.  It's rewarding and a challenge.  It's this maintenance that drives me looney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have spent the last year and a half gaining and loosing the same 5 pounds. Still, not reaching my ultimate goal.   Recently, I got on a kick and got down, right where I wanted to be, but (insert any number of reasons here) I got bored and started experimenting with what I could put back into my diet and still "maintain".  The answer for me is that strict is the only way!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is quit a challenge as a wife and mother.   Jro's idea of a healthy eating plan is to stop having 2nds and to skip dessert-----most days of the week.  He likes what he likes and is not up for much experimentation on his beloved meals.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rolled" into the "roll" of motherhood are many other "rolls".  I am the cook, the snack getter, the table cleaner, the food buyer, toast toaster, Nutella spreader,lunch maker, meat griller, muffin maker, cookie allower and basically, trying to please my families pallet on an hourly basis person.  Food!!!! It is around and required of me constantly!  I love it and hate it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that wears on me most is that my entire mood seems to be based on this one factor.  When I feel in control of my diet, I am so happy and more energetic.  When I am off track, I beat myself up and get so discouraged.  It's just a few pounds, up and down, but it bothers me so much!   I know I'm supposed to  relax and just enjoy life. (Perhaps not be so shallow)   Blah, Blah...... I want to conquer this thing.  It's more about control and overcoming than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my point is that it feels like there should be an end.  A way to balance fun and whimsy with swim suits and self esteem.  A time when I don't have to be on the ball and work so hard.  Is this a life sentence?  Is it just women?  Is it just me?  Anyway, today, up a few pounds and recommitting, but  I ask:  "Will it ever end?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3693874467006354647?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3693874467006354647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3693874467006354647' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3693874467006354647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3693874467006354647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2011/01/does-it-ever-end.html' title='Does it ever end???'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TSd4min8AqI/AAAAAAAADp0/FxoQyJLe5Ug/s72-c/rozeski-184.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3913963298024284621</id><published>2010-12-28T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:33:11.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary in Keystone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRo-raByj3I/AAAAAAAADps/H1JwPYUfEfY/s1600/anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 628px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRo-raByj3I/AAAAAAAADps/H1JwPYUfEfY/s800/anniversary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555822005757054834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been my beau since I was 16.  We disagree often, fight rarely and have always shared a great respect for the other.    He is a typical male and can frustrate the heck out of me.  He likes to relax, I am a driven project doer.  He loves high adventure and dreaming big.  I like routine and keeping things simple.  He is practical and calculated.  I am flighty and always changing my mind.  I complain about his driving, he complains about my complaining (even pulling over and offering me the wheel---more than once)  We like going to movies,  taking walks and eating dessert.  We still have much to learn about marriage and much to learn about each other.  But, 13 years and four kids later, our duo is going strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3913963298024284621?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3913963298024284621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3913963298024284621' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3913963298024284621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3913963298024284621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/12/anniversary-in-keystone.html' title='Anniversary in Keystone'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRo-raByj3I/AAAAAAAADps/H1JwPYUfEfY/s72-c/anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5439037726693731219</id><published>2010-12-28T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T06:36:08.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it over already?</title><content type='html'>I felt like we just got our halls decked and the presents wrapped and WHOOOSH, another Christmas gone.  Another year that my kids are growing faster than my mind can process. Another year that I am grateful to live near family and another year that my testimony was strengthened by the music, the kind words and the focus on our Savior.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnz3XdTvfI/AAAAAAAADpc/JnYUrXbNATc/s1600/Christmas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 628px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnz3XdTvfI/AAAAAAAADpc/JnYUrXbNATc/s800/Christmas1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555739747853516274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnzyVWYGjI/AAAAAAAADpU/l2JsidyNmMI/s1600/IMG_9450%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 670px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnzyVWYGjI/AAAAAAAADpU/l2JsidyNmMI/s800/IMG_9450%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555739661388225074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jro is preparing for our upcoming scuba lessons.  This man loves studying and anticipating his hobbies almost as much  as actually experiencing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnztycUEDI/AAAAAAAADpM/4OKozU3Emhk/s1600/IMG_9423%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 466px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnztycUEDI/AAAAAAAADpM/4OKozU3Emhk/s800/IMG_9423%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555739583298408498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5439037726693731219?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5439037726693731219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5439037726693731219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5439037726693731219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5439037726693731219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/12/is-it-over-already.html' title='Is it over already?'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TRnz3XdTvfI/AAAAAAAADpc/JnYUrXbNATc/s72-c/Christmas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2549130908545468870</id><published>2010-12-15T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:51:14.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more pictures</title><content type='html'>Since I, and my camera, were away from the action, Grandma Marty said she would take pictures of the tree cutting for me. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3syOAUqI/AAAAAAAADpA/uNnszPWvK5o/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 522px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3syOAUqI/AAAAAAAADpA/uNnszPWvK5o/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551029258245132962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3ovqbS2I/AAAAAAAADo4/ded6is2XOVs/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 522px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3ovqbS2I/AAAAAAAADo4/ded6is2XOVs/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551029188839557986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3jcsqlXI/AAAAAAAADow/u3iuuxZhtJU/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3jcsqlXI/AAAAAAAADow/u3iuuxZhtJU/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551029097849329010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3fd6w9dI/AAAAAAAADoo/BdC0X-zHUpI/s1600/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3fd6w9dI/AAAAAAAADoo/BdC0X-zHUpI/s800/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551029029457425874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Marty!  Maybe it's good that I wasn't there to watch my children wield weaponry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2549130908545468870?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2549130908545468870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2549130908545468870' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2549130908545468870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2549130908545468870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/12/few-more-pictures.html' title='A few more pictures'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQk3syOAUqI/AAAAAAAADpA/uNnszPWvK5o/s72-c/Scanned%2BImage%2B103490000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6453910031623127725</id><published>2010-12-13T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T07:15:12.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Griswald Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY2CYQtlxI/AAAAAAAADoA/N6ZKGtd261A/s1600/christmas%2Bvacation120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 666px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY2CYQtlxI/AAAAAAAADoA/N6ZKGtd261A/s800/christmas%2Bvacation120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550183005280900882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was dating Jason and his favorite Holiday Tradition was watching Christmas Vacation, I should have known that this day was coming.  It started off simply enough.  We loaded up the family and headed to Grandma and Grandpa's land to find our first fresh Christmas Tree.  We started up the steep mountain, but soon realized it was just too cold and blustery for little Autumn.  I entrusted Jro with the kids &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;the picking of the tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY017gjJsI/AAAAAAAADnw/HZiUO9hCy98/s1600/tree1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY017gjJsI/AAAAAAAADnw/HZiUO9hCy98/s800/tree1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550181691892639426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn and I sang songs, counted "10......4........2......10" , and learned the great art of drawing on a fogged up window.  They were gone for over an hour!  I was getting nervous because Jaxen had hurt his knee the day before and I wondered if he was stuck somewhere or lost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY0C7WLUJI/AAAAAAAADng/fmexGe8W8L4/s1600/tree2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY0C7WLUJI/AAAAAAAADng/fmexGe8W8L4/s800/tree2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180815675805842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frozen, red faced and smiling they came barreling down the mountain.  There she was.....our humble tree.  I just watched in awe as it was loaded, tied down and tagged.    The true magnitude of Jason's "Clarkian" choice was not realized until it was stood up and grazed our ceiling.  (to his credit it was a perfect guess..... that is if you want to touch the ceiling with your Christmas Tree) To be honest, the only thought I had was "Holy Crap.....now what do we do with it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYz4c6o-cI/AAAAAAAADnY/2-xldoi6fEY/s1600/load%2Bit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYz4c6o-cI/AAAAAAAADnY/2-xldoi6fEY/s800/load%2Bit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180635708553666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYzw6mUgWI/AAAAAAAADnQ/olH58C2k6rE/s1600/tag%2Bit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYzw6mUgWI/AAAAAAAADnQ/olH58C2k6rE/s800/tag%2Bit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550180506237436258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the Rozeski's, like the Griswalds, do nothing half way.  So it was secured to the wall and watered.  Then, in an act I could watch in amazement,  Jason actually&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; grafted in branches&lt;/span&gt; he had gathered into the bare places.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY0paxMstI/AAAAAAAADno/c15mMOd4ddc/s1600/tall%2Btree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY0paxMstI/AAAAAAAADno/c15mMOd4ddc/s800/tall%2Btree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550181476945670866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila!  Oh, wait....now it wa time to decorate it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYzIcuFQxI/AAAAAAAADnA/xe77oDoDMEE/s1600/Decorate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 628px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYzIcuFQxI/AAAAAAAADnA/xe77oDoDMEE/s800/Decorate.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550179811022160658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYy9wtQxpI/AAAAAAAADm4/k_18gEQABMA/s1600/tree%2Bbest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQYy9wtQxpI/AAAAAAAADm4/k_18gEQABMA/s800/tree%2Bbest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550179627408869010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all lived, the tree still stands, we are set for the Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6453910031623127725?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6453910031623127725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6453910031623127725' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6453910031623127725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6453910031623127725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/12/griswald-christmas.html' title='A Griswald Christmas'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQY2CYQtlxI/AAAAAAAADoA/N6ZKGtd261A/s72-c/christmas%2Bvacation120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4569499781941004685</id><published>2010-11-22T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T20:49:27.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Two-Bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOtF_ND8Y7I/AAAAAAAADmg/lv5VgaQUCdE/s1600/Auty%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 708px; height: 1200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOtF_ND8Y7I/AAAAAAAADmg/lv5VgaQUCdE/s1200/Auty%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542600718549803954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4569499781941004685?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4569499781941004685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4569499781941004685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4569499781941004685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4569499781941004685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/11/two-bit.html' title='The Two-Bit'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOtF_ND8Y7I/AAAAAAAADmg/lv5VgaQUCdE/s72-c/Auty%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2124907069984501368</id><published>2010-11-20T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T21:09:25.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1980's Girl Flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4nsALgnx2g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4nsALgnx2g?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2124907069984501368?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2124907069984501368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2124907069984501368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2124907069984501368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2124907069984501368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/11/1980s-girl-flashback.html' title='1980&apos;s Girl Flashback'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7427536138336887308</id><published>2010-11-14T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:43:05.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Weird</title><content type='html'>(Warning:  Self-Searching Post......not for the merely mildly interested in my life) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess "weird" is the only word I can think of.  I'm not depressed.  I'm not unhappy.  I'm just feeling.......WEIRD.  I think I am lacking in motivation, but I'm not sure what I am supposed to be motivated to do.  Things are going well, not perfect, but well.  Still, I feel like there is something I am supposed to be doing that I am not doing.  My mind is not lacking in ideas, just lacking in the ability to sort through and pick a direction.  I feel like my life is opening up for some new horizons, some new skills, something NEW, but I can't choose which way to go.  My interests are so varied, yet I stop myself from believing that I can learn some of the skills I want so badly.  Photography, cooking, languages, exercise, interior design, running, painting, pottery and baking.  I'm realistic to know I have to knock these out one at a time, but where do I start?  Should I  be looking for a new way to make some money.  Should I just depart from what I know and try something totally new?  I don't know, so I am doing nothing.  It feels yucky, but where to start?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7427536138336887308?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7427536138336887308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7427536138336887308' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7427536138336887308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7427536138336887308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/11/feeling-weird.html' title='Feeling Weird'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1206093122137926349</id><published>2010-11-14T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:33:36.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First snow!</title><content type='html'>I am not good at traditions!  I tend to forget, or try new things too often.  A woman in my ward told me about an easy one that I'm adopting.  She always makes fresh cookies  the day of the first snow.  Since, snow is a big deal in the family, basically signaling the start of ski season, I thought we would try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOB_qaC0yeI/AAAAAAAADmQ/LqefbfsPCww/s1600/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOB_qaC0yeI/AAAAAAAADmQ/LqefbfsPCww/s800/kids.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539567908188113378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOB_fUtlP6I/AAAAAAAADmI/6quBnz_2RzY/s1600/elijah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOB_fUtlP6I/AAAAAAAADmI/6quBnz_2RzY/s800/elijah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539567717778276258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, there  were no complaints from the crew!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1206093122137926349?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1206093122137926349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1206093122137926349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1206093122137926349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1206093122137926349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/11/first-snow.html' title='First snow!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TOB_qaC0yeI/AAAAAAAADmQ/LqefbfsPCww/s72-c/kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6420193922910169325</id><published>2010-11-07T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T09:59:55.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bed</title><content type='html'>Wow, although I had asked Jason to take down the crib and to put it out for the garbage men, when I came home and saw this sight, my heart sank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNboCWJm-jI/AAAAAAAADl4/W7nsqRA2qPM/s1600/crib.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNboCWJm-jI/AAAAAAAADl4/W7nsqRA2qPM/s800/crib.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536867918901869106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four babies have slept in this bed.  It would always go back into storage with the hopes of more coming.  Now, we are entering a new phase in our family.  It feels good to be settled, to feel done with the stage..... but it also feels REALLY SAD!!!  There is nothing like the anticipation of wanting a baby, expecting a baby and then finally meeting that baby.  Ten years of my life have revolved around these decisions and choices of how many, when to try and picking out names.  I have been so blessed, and I  feel humbled that I was able to have them so easily.  I know what a struggle it is for so many of my friends and I am grateful for what I have been given and this time of having babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNboSs6hXlI/AAAAAAAADmA/CsCGj8XpBM8/s1600/auyt+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNboSs6hXlI/AAAAAAAADmA/CsCGj8XpBM8/s800/auyt+bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536868199890509394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be two this month, and while it may seem a big early, the truth is, I was ready to paint the girls rooms and decorate.....Finally!  She is doing great.  It has been about three weeks and no trouble so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6420193922910169325?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6420193922910169325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6420193922910169325' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6420193922910169325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6420193922910169325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/11/big-girl-bed.html' title='Big Girl Bed'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNboCWJm-jI/AAAAAAAADl4/W7nsqRA2qPM/s72-c/crib.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4705363863765398843</id><published>2010-11-06T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T07:54:19.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mild October and Pizza success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVlvCLFhBI/AAAAAAAADlI/DX2zadXhxHg/s1600/IMG_9052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 636px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVlvCLFhBI/AAAAAAAADlI/DX2zadXhxHg/s800/IMG_9052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536443175633519634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall has been spectacular!  The weather has been so mild, the leaves have lasted weeks and weeks!  Colorado has the most days of sunshine of anywhere in the US and I am loving it this time of year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVlhe2n3fI/AAAAAAAADk4/ndjVt9L4lmw/s1600/Farms+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 944px; height: 1200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVlhe2n3fI/AAAAAAAADk4/ndjVt9L4lmw/s1200/Farms+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536442942814150130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Halloween night.  No coats, no mittens.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoJmZRH9I/AAAAAAAADlY/jEJpMaqu8Cs/s1600/IMG_9060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoJmZRH9I/AAAAAAAADlY/jEJpMaqu8Cs/s800/IMG_9060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536445831056531410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoh0BsB2I/AAAAAAAADlw/vZBZAHqm9NE/s1600/IMG_9073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoh0BsB2I/AAAAAAAADlw/vZBZAHqm9NE/s800/IMG_9073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536446247032588130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoZ73vYGI/AAAAAAAADlo/kbLiHv5RB_E/s1600/IMG_9072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoZ73vYGI/AAAAAAAADlo/kbLiHv5RB_E/s800/IMG_9072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536446111699394658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoR0-ifZI/AAAAAAAADlg/KPrTHFndt_Y/s1600/IMG_9062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVoR0-ifZI/AAAAAAAADlg/KPrTHFndt_Y/s800/IMG_9062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536445972409908626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my pizza success!  I have always wanted to make a super yummy homemade pizza, but I could not get the crust right.  Always too thick or it would be too much like bread.  Then, Elijah made a new friend, Diano, whose mom is from Italy.  I asked her what she does.  Expecting to hear something about yeast or a special kind of flour, I was shocked when she revealed her secret.  She goes to the bakery of her store and asks for their frozen french bread.  I didn't even know you could do that!  I must admit that I was nervous to ask, but they acted like it was a totally normal request.  Instructions:  Defrost, roll thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; By far the easiest and yummiest pizza of my many attempts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVl67cbhtI/AAAAAAAADlQ/5-eZnJR8WVA/s1600/IMG_8993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVl67cbhtI/AAAAAAAADlQ/5-eZnJR8WVA/s800/IMG_8993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536443379985647314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4705363863765398843?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4705363863765398843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4705363863765398843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4705363863765398843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4705363863765398843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/11/mild-october-and-pizza-success.html' title='Mild October and Pizza success!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TNVlvCLFhBI/AAAAAAAADlI/DX2zadXhxHg/s72-c/IMG_9052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8563246378895532131</id><published>2010-10-17T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T18:16:59.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxen's First Touch Down</title><content type='html'>In a boy's life there are a few memories that you'll never forget....this was definitely one of those for Jax.  He's in the far right corner, #39, playing corner.  (I also think for a dad...like this one in the red shirt....this might rank high on their top ten)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NwTWBpXs8x0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NwTWBpXs8x0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="960" height="770"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8563246378895532131?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8563246378895532131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8563246378895532131' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8563246378895532131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8563246378895532131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/10/jaxens-first-touch-down.html' title='Jaxen&apos;s First Touch Down'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3019940453655190634</id><published>2010-10-17T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T17:56:40.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Bro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuXK56Cd5I/AAAAAAAADkc/GD4gUEYmJ5s/s1600/Jaut+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuXK56Cd5I/AAAAAAAADkc/GD4gUEYmJ5s/s800/Jaut+top.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529179181126154130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the day she was born, I have been watching this sweet relationship grow.  I have always felt a bit jaded that I didn't have a big brother.  I have long felt that EVERYONE needs one!  I'm still working on how to make that work, but we all need some big guy who could seem tough and solemn to others,  but be tender to you.  Someone to protect you, defend you and, most importantly, TWIRL you when you are bored.  Someone to bring over his cool friends to flaunt in front of.  Someone to teach you cool handshakes and to let you win.  Someone to pave the way, but always be checking back to see how you are coming along.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuWqDRId4I/AAAAAAAADkU/JTW5rnSAl2U/s1600/twirl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuWqDRId4I/AAAAAAAADkU/JTW5rnSAl2U/s800/twirl3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529178616703252354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuWhYMIp6I/AAAAAAAADkM/L18MRCmJujk/s1600/twirl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuWhYMIp6I/AAAAAAAADkM/L18MRCmJujk/s800/twirl1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529178467700615074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuWbJf7diI/AAAAAAAADkE/gkmNRC9bDsY/s1600/twirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuWbJf7diI/AAAAAAAADkE/gkmNRC9bDsY/s800/twirl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529178360677889570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn is particularly lucky.  Two big bros, one close enough to share a few interests with and one old enough to erase all jealousies.  When I thought of having kids, I mainly thought about me reuniting with souls that I had loved before,  but I realized more and more that these four souls are continuing a bond from before, and I am lucky enough to watch them realize this fact.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3019940453655190634?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3019940453655190634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3019940453655190634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3019940453655190634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3019940453655190634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-bro.html' title='A Big Bro'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuXK56Cd5I/AAAAAAAADkc/GD4gUEYmJ5s/s72-c/Jaut+top.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4891777790389295695</id><published>2010-10-17T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T17:26:07.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dont' stick my tongue out!!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuT2msWJUI/AAAAAAAADj8/4z4xpQVwNMo/s1600/tongue2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuT2msWJUI/AAAAAAAADj8/4z4xpQVwNMo/s800/tongue2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529175533836182850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuTv4edWBI/AAAAAAAADj0/YHBKYunRh5c/s1600/tongue3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuTv4edWBI/AAAAAAAADj0/YHBKYunRh5c/s800/tongue3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529175418350688274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuTnGoW9cI/AAAAAAAADjs/AR2TzF0nApI/s1600/tongue1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuTnGoW9cI/AAAAAAAADjs/AR2TzF0nApI/s800/tongue1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529175267531486658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4891777790389295695?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4891777790389295695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4891777790389295695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4891777790389295695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4891777790389295695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-dont-stick-my-tongue-out.html' title='I dont&apos; stick my tongue out!!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLuT2msWJUI/AAAAAAAADj8/4z4xpQVwNMo/s72-c/tongue2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5298408429560050266</id><published>2010-10-11T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:47:44.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPXFRWr7mI/AAAAAAAADjk/Ok9hXR1C33A/s1600/IMG_8848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPXFRWr7mI/AAAAAAAADjk/Ok9hXR1C33A/s800/IMG_8848.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526997653271604834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blurry eyed and recovering from my first trip to NYC.  It was also my first girls trip since I got married, these ladies were ideal travel companions.  It's really still just reeling in my head.  We walked, ATE, ooooed, ahhhhed, explored, ATE, applauded, belly-laughed, ATE, listened, cried and giggled a lot.  We slept very little.  We kept a log of all we did, I will post that soon, but for now a few pictures.  I loved, loved, loved it.  A void was filled, friendships were strengthened.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPW2IcAKTI/AAAAAAAADjc/vBME1h1jZGI/s1600/IMG_8836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPW2IcAKTI/AAAAAAAADjc/vBME1h1jZGI/s800/IMG_8836.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526997393179945266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWqVV6GuI/AAAAAAAADjU/yso6UxyoKEI/s1600/IMG_0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWqVV6GuI/AAAAAAAADjU/yso6UxyoKEI/s800/IMG_0499.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526997190485613282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWjmoCbeI/AAAAAAAADjM/xnF-yKkVnF4/s1600/NYC+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 598px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWjmoCbeI/AAAAAAAADjM/xnF-yKkVnF4/s800/NYC+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526997074865974754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWcfAdxFI/AAAAAAAADjE/N0mv74pwT7c/s1600/empire+state.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWcfAdxFI/AAAAAAAADjE/N0mv74pwT7c/s800/empire+state.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526996952561861714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWVYfqqII/AAAAAAAADi8/nLAsey3wf3k/s1600/About+town.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPWVYfqqII/AAAAAAAADi8/nLAsey3wf3k/s800/About+town.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526996830554597506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPV7DgvGBI/AAAAAAAADi0/lY4Ikx8b2Vk/s1600/cup+cakes-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPV7DgvGBI/AAAAAAAADi0/lY4Ikx8b2Vk/s800/cup+cakes-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526996378245339154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5298408429560050266?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5298408429560050266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5298408429560050266' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5298408429560050266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5298408429560050266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/10/nyc.html' title='NYC'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TLPXFRWr7mI/AAAAAAAADjk/Ok9hXR1C33A/s72-c/IMG_8848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2895871098937458753</id><published>2010-09-19T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T16:07:33.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall, First Day and of course...Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaTcqypUyI/AAAAAAAADiU/F_PfSf6yw3c/s1600/First+Day+of+School.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 536px; height:800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaTcqypUyI/AAAAAAAADiU/F_PfSf6yw3c/s800/First+Day+of+School.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518760514121454370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been in for a few weeks and may I say..... I LOVE IT!!!  Don't get me wrong....summer was fun.  Love these kiddos.  But my brain needed a break.  The questions, the food requests..... "can I have a friend over", "what are we dong today?"  I am not a homeschool kind of gal.  I love getting them ready, making their breakfast, their lunch, going over the spelling words,  but I also love my 3 hours each day while Autumn naps to be ALONE!!!  It will end when she gives up the naps, but why think about that now?  I am relishing each afternoon, working at lightening speed, watching TIVO'ed shows while I fold laundry.  LOVING IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against my urging, Jaxen has started football.  I think it's all a little nuts how young they are starting and how intense it is.  He is doing well, but feeling a bit behind as everyone else started in 2nd or 3rd grade.  I do love our coach, and I love the time Jason and Jaxen are spending together.  Jro is coaching the tight ends (does that make anyone else laugh when you say it?) and the corners.  Their team is kind of incredible.  They just come in and score like crazy....really I feel bad for the other teams.  The other parents tell me there will be some closer games, but it makes me sad to see those guys so sad.  Really, I sometimes want to pop  their "sometime insane" parents,  barraging them from the side lines.  Still, our parents do a good job of keeping their cool and having a winning team is helping Jaxen get through their tough practices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaT0b2tlzI/AAAAAAAADic/erztQ-wAFbk/s1600/Football.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 734px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaT0b2tlzI/AAAAAAAADic/erztQ-wAFbk/s800/Football.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518760922428839730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football really seems to be everywhere I look.  We were able to head down to the BYU/ AIR FORCE game.  Since it was on Sept. 11th, it really was touching to see the fly over and the half-time tribute to survivors of the attack and the soldiers who had served.  The cadets are most impressive as they stand together and come down to the field for some push ups after each touch down.  As for the Cougs, it was a bit sad.  We did get to high-five Cosmo, but overall, it was a sad ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaV_yvh73I/AAAAAAAADis/cfGa32KnLa4/s1600/IMG_8393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaV_yvh73I/AAAAAAAADis/cfGa32KnLa4/s800/IMG_8393.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518763316574547826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaV5yAaNHI/AAAAAAAADik/_xONH7tNL9A/s1600/IMG_8391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaV5yAaNHI/AAAAAAAADik/_xONH7tNL9A/s800/IMG_8391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518763213297693810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for fall, it's 90 degrees, and I am still in shorts.  I don't like shorts.  I like jeans, and I'm very ready to start layering once again.  Colorado usually has short falls and springs.  I'm waiting patiently, but I hope the snows stay away.  Just give me fall and spring, fall and spring all year round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2895871098937458753?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2895871098937458753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2895871098937458753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2895871098937458753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2895871098937458753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-first-day-and-of-coursefootball.html' title='Fall, First Day and of course...Football'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TJaTcqypUyI/AAAAAAAADiU/F_PfSf6yw3c/s72-c/First+Day+of+School.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5754799993595132069</id><published>2010-09-11T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T04:54:33.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 3: Bear Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItr3XtyeyI/AAAAAAAADiM/f_a5X2GpgmM/s1600/Bearlake+title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItr3XtyeyI/AAAAAAAADiM/f_a5X2GpgmM/s800/Bearlake+title.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620767648348962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an amazing trip to Bear Lake.  I had never been and it quickly became one of my favorite places on earth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt like we had the lake to ourselves.  The water and the weather seemed to be on our sides and since we were there during the weekdays, it felt like our own private beach.  The Davis' were our hosts, sharing their cabin and large collection of "big-boy toys".  We also were able to get to know the Wride family better, us all sharing cooking duty and taking turns on the beach while others went out on the boat.  To me it was my favorite family vacation because it was so relaxed, everyone had a friend (even me :)) and we just relaxed....no pressure, nowhere to be.  Heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItry75-H8I/AAAAAAAADiE/zCyL0ad1e5Q/s1600/bear+lake+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 556px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItry75-H8I/AAAAAAAADiE/zCyL0ad1e5Q/s800/bear+lake+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620691463774146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrtG4nPlI/AAAAAAAADh8/zQ4M41QNud8/s1600/bearlake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 584px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrtG4nPlI/AAAAAAAADh8/zQ4M41QNud8/s800/bearlake2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620591331655250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItroL5GUHI/AAAAAAAADh0/UfmdIF_q_aA/s1600/bearlake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:536px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItroL5GUHI/AAAAAAAADh0/UfmdIF_q_aA/s800/bearlake3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620506776522866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrWNZf2nI/AAAAAAAADhs/Iijs-viYk7E/s1600/IMG_8218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrWNZf2nI/AAAAAAAADhs/Iijs-viYk7E/s800/IMG_8218.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620197943204466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrQNZpZhI/AAAAAAAADhk/IzJIXkKtAP0/s1600/IMG_8266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 900px; height:534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrQNZpZhI/AAAAAAAADhk/IzJIXkKtAP0/s800/IMG_8266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515620094864614930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrH3_gbHI/AAAAAAAADhc/I2VEkqgYWKQ/s1600/IMG_8296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrH3_gbHI/AAAAAAAADhc/I2VEkqgYWKQ/s800/IMG_8296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515619951678876786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrBLL1Q8I/AAAAAAAADhU/DIFHV494FgQ/s1600/IMG_8323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItrBLL1Q8I/AAAAAAAADhU/DIFHV494FgQ/s800/IMG_8323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515619836571763650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItqxF7c_CI/AAAAAAAADhE/r1ZCt7yLsn8/s1600/IMG_8337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItqxF7c_CI/AAAAAAAADhE/r1ZCt7yLsn8/s800/IMG_8337.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515619560282979362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItqqm8LwVI/AAAAAAAADg8/bU8o9-N4EbY/s1600/IMG_8341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItqqm8LwVI/AAAAAAAADg8/bU8o9-N4EbY/s800/IMG_8341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515619448885330258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I did eventually get up and stay up on the wake board.....I really wish I had proof because it may never happen again.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5754799993595132069?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5754799993595132069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5754799993595132069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5754799993595132069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5754799993595132069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/09/part-3-bear-lake.html' title='Part 3: Bear Lake'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TItr3XtyeyI/AAAAAAAADiM/f_a5X2GpgmM/s72-c/Bearlake+title.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2781993313965062355</id><published>2010-08-31T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:41:34.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unemployed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3YjbmMkPI/AAAAAAAADg0/yetEVfVQgIs/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height:448px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3YjbmMkPI/AAAAAAAADg0/yetEVfVQgIs/s800/images.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511799622186340594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I am unemployed.  The gym where I have been teaching had to close, due to a fight with the landlord.   While I am so sad not to see my ladies and while I really do enjoy it...... I must say my main emotion is relief.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to get up the guts to quit, but have been putting it off.  I feel the need to slow down....take a breath and focus in on my family.  It is no small thing to raise a family, and I do not have the personality to stretch myself as thin as I have been.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I will not make up a new Balletone routine, or listen to music to choreograph for yogamotion.  I will blog, I will read, and I will hope---beyond hope--- that I can stay in shape without the added incentive of being prepared to teach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namaste------Shanti-Shanti&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2781993313965062355?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2781993313965062355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2781993313965062355' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2781993313965062355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2781993313965062355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/08/unemployed.html' title='Unemployed'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3YjbmMkPI/AAAAAAAADg0/yetEVfVQgIs/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8033955811612548268</id><published>2010-08-31T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:12:17.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where've I've been Part 2</title><content type='html'>Since we were headed to Bear Lake, we just could not pass up the opportunity to stop in Provo and SLC to visit our alma-mater and our med school friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYU is just a great place!!! I get the butterflies just walking on campus and want to get a backpack and have that "first of the semester" excitement again.  We do lots of "encouraging" our children to want to attend there.  I know it is so much harder than when Jro and I made the cut, but still..... why not dream big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3QCIvFVQI/AAAAAAAADgk/kSuMrQ5xocs/s1600/BYU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3QCIvFVQI/AAAAAAAADgk/kSuMrQ5xocs/s800/BYU.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511790254094636290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was short but sweet seeing our dear friends in Draper.  I remember people telling me, before med school, that the friends we made there would be our friends for life.  I had no idea how much I would need these ladies to make it through the uncertainty, the length and the poverty of med school.  I learned how to be a wife and mother from them.  I not only hung out, laughed and ran countless miles with them, but I observed them and I have tried to emulate these amazing women.  We all had four children now, (the Bateman's is still cooking, but we will count her) It had been way too long, but the conversations just picked up where we left them, one two...even six years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3RVaZG6FI/AAAAAAAADgs/gSUifPsnBts/s1600/Med+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 556px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3RVaZG6FI/AAAAAAAADgs/gSUifPsnBts/s800/Med+school.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511791684763445330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's part 2.... part 3 coming......then I need to catch up on school and what not.  AHHHHH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8033955811612548268?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8033955811612548268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8033955811612548268' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8033955811612548268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8033955811612548268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/08/whereve-ive-been-part-2.html' title='Where&apos;ve I&apos;ve been Part 2'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TH3QCIvFVQI/AAAAAAAADgk/kSuMrQ5xocs/s72-c/BYU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8902693566335619437</id><published>2010-08-24T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T20:03:34.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where've I've been Part 1</title><content type='html'>Here's what I've been up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trekked 50 miles across Wyoming with my favorite teens. No make-up, sleeping on the ground and in my much coveted CHICKEN DRESS!!  (Jro was there too, but as a medical guy, he way kept pretty busy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQm-Nvt3-I/AAAAAAAADgM/f9dDtyNNxF4/s1600/IMG_2950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQm-Nvt3-I/AAAAAAAADgM/f9dDtyNNxF4/s800/IMG_2950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509071094464503778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQm4bHsY6I/AAAAAAAADgE/Wc4_8hU6bFA/s1600/IMG_2946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 600px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQm4bHsY6I/AAAAAAAADgE/Wc4_8hU6bFA/s800/IMG_2946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070994975515554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmwjzAeEI/AAAAAAAADf8/0b6QLJzCX2U/s1600/IMG_2853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmwjzAeEI/AAAAAAAADf8/0b6QLJzCX2U/s800/IMG_2853.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070859865716802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received many makeovers by my glam squad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmq082ccI/AAAAAAAADf0/er9mm8-G3U8/s1600/IMG_0481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmq082ccI/AAAAAAAADf0/er9mm8-G3U8/s800/IMG_0481.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070761391190466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passed many hours at parks.  When the troops get restless, I simply hand them my phone so they can capture some stunning photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmlNszmVI/AAAAAAAADfs/eeqyxigPLho/s1600/IMG_0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmlNszmVI/AAAAAAAADfs/eeqyxigPLho/s800/IMG_0462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070664955566418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have explored the Rockies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmadVcSeI/AAAAAAAADfk/vcJs75zF5Mg/s1600/IMG_7837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmadVcSeI/AAAAAAAADfk/vcJs75zF5Mg/s800/IMG_7837.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070480173976034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmPVNw-YI/AAAAAAAADfc/kTgFvIS7PfA/s1600/IMG_7852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmPVNw-YI/AAAAAAAADfc/kTgFvIS7PfA/s800/IMG_7852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070289015732610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched fireworks in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmIPkHeXI/AAAAAAAADfU/uqHRFJK8rgk/s1600/IMG_7856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQmIPkHeXI/AAAAAAAADfU/uqHRFJK8rgk/s800/IMG_7856.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070167239784818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and wrapped up another stellar swim season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQl_eJmKCI/AAAAAAAADfM/fL9S1kiVDsc/s1600/IMG_7744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQl_eJmKCI/AAAAAAAADfM/fL9S1kiVDsc/s800/IMG_7744.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509070016536258594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is Jax's killer relay team.  They placed 2nd in state)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQl17iXHJI/AAAAAAAADfE/xZJ31qcHP8g/s1600/IMG_7868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQl17iXHJI/AAAAAAAADfE/xZJ31qcHP8g/s800/IMG_7868.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509069852626066578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have splished...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlur8S6iI/AAAAAAAADe8/LSXf-jfdJmg/s1600/IMG_7944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlur8S6iI/AAAAAAAADe8/LSXf-jfdJmg/s800/IMG_7944.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509069728180791842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and splashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlmfwd1DI/AAAAAAAADe0/NmAC5N9u2XY/s1600/IMG_7945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlmfwd1DI/AAAAAAAADe0/NmAC5N9u2XY/s800/IMG_7945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509069587470996530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have celebrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlfAi3HtI/AAAAAAAADes/A4BqVq_xjrU/s1600/IMG_7952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlfAi3HtI/AAAAAAAADes/A4BqVq_xjrU/s800/IMG_7952.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509069458833350354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and met a new friend.  (Chip the bunny ROCKS!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlUrDJy-I/AAAAAAAADek/Fvf4Yvf6sbs/s1600/IMG_7967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQlUrDJy-I/AAAAAAAADek/Fvf4Yvf6sbs/s800/IMG_7967.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509069281264520162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great summer.  We ended with a trip to Utah/Idaho, but I will have to save that for another day.  Big kids are at school, baby is sleeping...it is time to catch up on "The girl with the Dragon Tatoo"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8902693566335619437?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8902693566335619437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8902693566335619437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8902693566335619437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8902693566335619437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/08/whereve-ive-been-part-1.html' title='Where&apos;ve I&apos;ve been Part 1'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/THQm-Nvt3-I/AAAAAAAADgM/f9dDtyNNxF4/s72-c/IMG_2950.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8870912930814695445</id><published>2010-07-19T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T21:19:52.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty Auty</title><content type='html'>Summer, swim team, callings and teaching are keeping me going like a tornado.  As usual, I am signed up for too much, and trying to cram too much into each day.  Busy, but doable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUh1yrDwCI/AAAAAAAADc4/_ESxk0Y9OJs/s1600/autyjax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUh1yrDwCI/AAAAAAAADc4/_ESxk0Y9OJs/s800/autyjax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495836128294715426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doable, that is, IF I wasn't trying to keep up with this little girl.  She is running this house, hitting the terrible two's REALLY early and giving me a run for my money.  Was it always like this?  What makes us forget these days of wrestling them into their car seats, panicking when things are too quite and saying "use your words" over and over .  Maybe I'm just getting old.  Maybe she is that much more skilled in her two-ness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUiNAWfm_I/AAAAAAAADdQ/MR00fp9SNm0/s1600/laugh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUiNAWfm_I/AAAAAAAADdQ/MR00fp9SNm0/s800/laugh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495836527103548402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUiG5scFsI/AAAAAAAADdI/0YereDEhb10/s1600/bent+auty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUiG5scFsI/AAAAAAAADdI/0YereDEhb10/s800/bent+auty.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495836422237329090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUiA8zooKI/AAAAAAAADdA/Yff2b9INmFU/s1600/auty+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUiA8zooKI/AAAAAAAADdA/Yff2b9INmFU/s800/auty+back.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495836319993602210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother says it is a sign of her great will and intelligence.  I say it is a sign of gray hair to come. I hold to those sweet times of cuddling on the couch, reading books before bed and my favorite, when she pats my cheeks and say "MOOOOMMMMY"  &lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father was smart to make them so stinkin'  cute for this stage.  Love you Auty-----love your nap time as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8870912930814695445?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8870912930814695445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8870912930814695445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8870912930814695445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8870912930814695445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/07/naughty-auty.html' title='Naughty Auty'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TEUh1yrDwCI/AAAAAAAADc4/_ESxk0Y9OJs/s72-c/autyjax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4857449889803683346</id><published>2010-06-18T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T21:30:16.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Race!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxFzMTPArI/AAAAAAAACKs/sAbXqLAWU4U/s1600/IMG_7538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxFzMTPArI/AAAAAAAACKs/sAbXqLAWU4U/s800/IMG_7538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484335192007967410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah has reached the ripe old age of 5, which, in this house, means you start swim team!!!  He started the first day of practice not able to use a kick board and scared to death to swim an entire lap.  I knew he had the ability, it was just a mental block.  The coaches were great, but being a bit too casual for my taste, so I stepped in (I know bad!) and entered into the psychological warfare.  I feel almost guilty how easily I was able to convince him of my way of seeing things and making it seem like it was his idea to do the first race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, thanks to Colorado weather, the day was rainy, miserable and only 50-some degrees.  Had my pep talks been enough to overcome the elements?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bet!!!! He was so cute, so nervous and may I say....... the best part of the whole meet.  He made it the whole way, no stops, to panicing and not even hanging on the rope!  I don't know why swimming does this to me, but I see these kids as so brave, so powerful and so darn CUTE as they go for it!  (Notice the water in his goggles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxF6Qz6vvI/AAAAAAAACK0/-wePcHbp0b4/s1600/IMG_7543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxF6Qz6vvI/AAAAAAAACK0/-wePcHbp0b4/s800/IMG_7543.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484335313477877490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome Rozeski #3.  You have joined the ranks!  Get that boy a hot cocoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxGl2lDYpI/AAAAAAAACK8/ouBx6QhsJ_k/s1600/IMG_7584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxGl2lDYpI/AAAAAAAACK8/ouBx6QhsJ_k/s800/IMG_7584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484336062350451346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4857449889803683346?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4857449889803683346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4857449889803683346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4857449889803683346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4857449889803683346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-race.html' title='First Race!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBxFzMTPArI/AAAAAAAACKs/sAbXqLAWU4U/s72-c/IMG_7538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1263812047693312051</id><published>2010-06-09T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T16:32:53.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer'n So Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAkPb0NZ2I/AAAAAAAACIM/zpEiOZhrVEU/s1600/AAC-Columbine+meet++806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAkPb0NZ2I/AAAAAAAACIM/zpEiOZhrVEU/s800/AAC-Columbine+meet++806.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480920594093270882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAkG8DtLaI/AAAAAAAACIE/vG_SRTZNOoc/s1600/maddie+swims.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAkG8DtLaI/AAAAAAAACIE/vG_SRTZNOoc/s800/maddie+swims.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480920448129379746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAj9GOc88I/AAAAAAAACH8/0Y3lN4GPuSA/s1600/jac+cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAj9GOc88I/AAAAAAAACH8/0Y3lN4GPuSA/s800/jac+cap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480920279060116418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAjzJ6VvCI/AAAAAAAACH0/_-Eg4ZHwyPs/s1600/billy+moo+car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAjzJ6VvCI/AAAAAAAACH0/_-Eg4ZHwyPs/s800/billy+moo+car.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480920108250807330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAjVPYHnPI/AAAAAAAACHs/Iri5BRXmVEo/s1600/boys+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAjVPYHnPI/AAAAAAAACHs/Iri5BRXmVEo/s800/boys+camp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480919594321812722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1263812047693312051?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1263812047693312051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1263812047693312051' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1263812047693312051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1263812047693312051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/06/summern-so-far.html' title='Summer&apos;n So Far'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TBAkPb0NZ2I/AAAAAAAACIM/zpEiOZhrVEU/s72-c/AAC-Columbine+meet++806.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6364260549414206076</id><published>2010-06-04T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:08:41.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody needs a Kendra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TAlboOhQYBI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/KxxRDPzKRMA/s1600/IMG_4753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TAlboOhQYBI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/KxxRDPzKRMA/s800/IMG_4753.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479011168323395602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason little sister, Kendra, who has a striking resemblance to Jro, is the kind of friend everyone needs!  She is always upbeat, always ready to help, very resourceful and willing to try anything.  She re-apolters couches, paints rooms, salvages furniture, gardens and is willing to listen to my ramblings about life.  &lt;br /&gt;Yes- she is the one who made those apples in the previous post (caramel, white chocolate, them rolled in apple pie spice---hello yummy!)  She has recommended some of the best books I have ever read, and indeed, she brought the Twilight series into my life.  I had to laugh when she shared this next video with me during swim team practice.  Kendra, who make my life so much fun!  Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="960" height="770"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVy8Dr_SxWg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XVy8Dr_SxWg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="960" height="770"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6364260549414206076?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6364260549414206076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6364260549414206076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6364260549414206076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6364260549414206076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/06/everybody-needs-kendra.html' title='Everybody needs a Kendra!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TAlboOhQYBI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/KxxRDPzKRMA/s72-c/IMG_4753.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3253328699512224207</id><published>2010-06-02T12:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:26:51.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family and Food--that's why we are here!</title><content type='html'>The thought kept running through my mind, as we had the Maugers, the Kalu's, Grandma Kathy and Gma and Gpa Rozeski all together for Memorial Day.  "This is why we live here"  The cousins get along so well, the adults work together to make amazing feasts!  I love it, love it, love it!!!  Thanks to all for the yummy food and for being such a a great family to be apart of!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TAavvy9KMuI/AAAAAAAAB8I/BB0SVAY6hHE/s1600/memorial+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TAavvy9KMuI/AAAAAAAAB8I/BB0SVAY6hHE/s800/memorial+day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478259232409793250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3253328699512224207?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3253328699512224207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3253328699512224207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3253328699512224207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3253328699512224207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/06/family-and-food-thats-why-we-are-here.html' title='Family and Food--that&apos;s why we are here!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TAavvy9KMuI/AAAAAAAAB8I/BB0SVAY6hHE/s72-c/memorial+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7575068575998109537</id><published>2010-05-23T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T13:53:46.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boulder Farmer's Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mVM0qY9eI/AAAAAAAAB8A/MUOQnRU5K90/s1600/tea+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mVM0qY9eI/AAAAAAAAB8A/MUOQnRU5K90/s800/tea+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570869572957666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely, the coldest, windiest, snowiest springs this family has seen.  I must admit that this crazy Colorado weather was playing with my mind.    We played all of our soccer season with hats and under armor.  We have tried to be thankful for the moisture, but really, all I wanted was to slip on my sandals and  forget   the latitude and altitude in which we live.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be the end of MAY, this past week has given me hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mSeKTVXcI/AAAAAAAAB7I/UjS6NHCWYtQ/s1600/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mSeKTVXcI/AAAAAAAAB7I/UjS6NHCWYtQ/s800/spring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474567868904725954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mUggcmoVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/eCOtecPaJPU/s1600/boulder1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 688px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mUggcmoVI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/eCOtecPaJPU/s800/boulder1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570108232180050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the big blue skies and a free saturday, we loaded the bikes and headed to my favorite town.  Amid, music, dreds, hariy ladies, vagabonds, dogs, the Flat Irons and the bustling Boulder Farmers Market...... Mama was happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mVHce27pI/AAAAAAAAB74/LnDoqos82xI/s1600/scones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mVHce27pI/AAAAAAAAB74/LnDoqos82xI/s800/scones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570777182793362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mU_z4oxKI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Cczo8wWlh7Y/s1600/auty+rice+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mU_z4oxKI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Cczo8wWlh7Y/s800/auty+rice+cake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570646025979042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mU8OoFU_I/AAAAAAAAB7o/tqkfZ_GD9iQ/s1600/herbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mU8OoFU_I/AAAAAAAAB7o/tqkfZ_GD9iQ/s800/herbs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570584484828146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mU1QBk53I/AAAAAAAAB7g/kSbOlIIyiJ4/s1600/dreds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mU1QBk53I/AAAAAAAAB7g/kSbOlIIyiJ4/s800/dreds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570464601106290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mUus_5cDI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/BmsHdZ3bX7w/s1600/guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mUus_5cDI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/BmsHdZ3bX7w/s800/guitar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474570352119607346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7575068575998109537?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7575068575998109537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7575068575998109537' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7575068575998109537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7575068575998109537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/05/boulder-farmers-market.html' title='Boulder Farmer&apos;s Market'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_mVM0qY9eI/AAAAAAAAB8A/MUOQnRU5K90/s72-c/tea+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8979851643564249060</id><published>2010-05-22T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T13:20:50.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day----Catching the Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_g8I3qTQJI/AAAAAAAAB64/fF3I8uFh3nc/s1600/fiddler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:534px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_g8I3qTQJI/AAAAAAAAB64/fF3I8uFh3nc/s800/fiddler.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474191470146830482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Going to the theatre is my favorite date, and one that had all but become extinct through med school and residency.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason has never been one for surprises.  I think it's because, he doesn't like to be surprised.  He likes gifts cards and cash so he can pick out his own gifts.  Me,..... I like to know that he has put thought into it.  After 11 years of marriage, I have finally started expressing this to him and he is catching the vision.  Without any hints, without fishing to see what I want....he just knew me and knew what would make me smile.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_g8gq25-tI/AAAAAAAAB7A/uvg29CgL6S4/s1600/fidler2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_g8gq25-tI/AAAAAAAAB7A/uvg29CgL6S4/s800/fidler2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474191879026899666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks JRO!!  It was perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8979851643564249060?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8979851643564249060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8979851643564249060' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8979851643564249060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8979851643564249060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-catching-vision.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day----Catching the Vision'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S_g8I3qTQJI/AAAAAAAAB64/fF3I8uFh3nc/s72-c/fiddler.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-949044481844508983</id><published>2010-05-12T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T09:54:14.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S-rcZim5D6I/AAAAAAAAB6A/zsQ2KVriE00/s1600/April+2010++672+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 744px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S-rcZim5D6I/AAAAAAAAB6A/zsQ2KVriE00/s800/April+2010++672+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470427028739657634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to look down, and my diamond was just gone!  I searched the house, car, laundry and yard.  It is just gone.  It is extra sad to me, because Jason didn't have money for a diamond, so we used the one from my mom's engagement ring.  I had hoped to one day replace the diamond (with a bigger one :)) and put the diamond back in my mom's ring.  I am left with no heirloom and and very naked finger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-949044481844508983?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/949044481844508983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=949044481844508983' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/949044481844508983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/949044481844508983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/05/gone.html' title='Gone!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S-rcZim5D6I/AAAAAAAAB6A/zsQ2KVriE00/s72-c/April+2010++672+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1596050544270994962</id><published>2010-04-27T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:04:38.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite Mischief and Muffins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8NMeEufI/AAAAAAAAB5g/i4gDeo1t_Lo/s1600/auty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height:800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8NMeEufI/AAAAAAAAB5g/i4gDeo1t_Lo/s800/auty2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464973238964894194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's Autumn??!!!"  I yell this at least once a day.  "Everyone stop what you are doing and help look!"  &lt;br /&gt;She sneaks around, hiding in closets and cupboards.  Finding food, off-limits toys, rearranging and trying not to be seen.  So it was on Sunday morning.  Madeline was the one to find her first.   Such an innocent look, such a mischievous girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8bhEUo1I/AAAAAAAAB5w/BjVluHdpAfg/s1600/auty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8bhEUo1I/AAAAAAAAB5w/BjVluHdpAfg/s800/auty4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464973485012198226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8VXBhk0I/AAAAAAAAB5o/MV2o0bhqa9k/s1600/aut3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8VXBhk0I/AAAAAAAAB5o/MV2o0bhqa9k/s800/aut3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464973379236893506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These always make me miss my friend Christin, who introduced me to this gem of recipe.  My kids go crazy when I make these!!!  I feel the hero of the day.  The best part, they are very healthy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8-4WuVVI/AAAAAAAAB54/uu1CUszQeNo/s1600/muffins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8-4WuVVI/AAAAAAAAB54/uu1CUszQeNo/s400/muffins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464974092558816594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1C plain yogurt&lt;br /&gt;2/3 C water&lt;br /&gt;2 C.  Sugar (you can cut this down)&lt;br /&gt;4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;15 OZ Canned pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;3C Whole Wheat Flour&lt;br /&gt;1/3 C all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1&amp; 1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;1tsp cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;3/4 Chocolate chips (I totally do at least a cup)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix wet&lt;br /&gt;Mix dry&lt;br /&gt;Mix wet and dry together&lt;br /&gt;add chips&lt;br /&gt;Bake 350 for about 18 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1596050544270994962?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1596050544270994962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1596050544270994962' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1596050544270994962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1596050544270994962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/quite-mischief-and-muffins.html' title='Quite Mischief and Muffins'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9d8NMeEufI/AAAAAAAAB5g/i4gDeo1t_Lo/s72-c/auty2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1709822005541417443</id><published>2010-04-24T18:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:51:23.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who cracks you up???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9Ofk67LcTI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/mRl9us_byfU/s1600/IMG_7273+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9Ofk67LcTI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/mRl9us_byfU/s800/IMG_7273+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463886229572120882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9OfcNs_OfI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/xRVJ9g0zlEg/s1600/IMG_7270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9OfcNs_OfI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/xRVJ9g0zlEg/s800/IMG_7270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463886079994051058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9OfUeIlXZI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Ex3TsDxh1hw/s1600/IMG_7272+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9OfUeIlXZI/AAAAAAAAB5I/Ex3TsDxh1hw/s800/IMG_7272+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463885946965810578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9OfJXvLwFI/AAAAAAAAB5A/UFv46eTxkBI/s1600/IMG_7276+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height:534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9OfJXvLwFI/AAAAAAAAB5A/UFv46eTxkBI/s800/IMG_7276+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463885756270100562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1709822005541417443?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1709822005541417443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1709822005541417443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1709822005541417443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1709822005541417443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/who-cracks-you-up.html' title='Who cracks you up???'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S9Ofk67LcTI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/mRl9us_byfU/s72-c/IMG_7273+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5215341286249246425</id><published>2010-04-21T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T12:20:37.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaxen's Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PlKaF63I/AAAAAAAAB44/wJqW92A_pF8/s1600/jax+flash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PlKaF63I/AAAAAAAAB44/wJqW92A_pF8/s800/jax+flash.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462672372891249522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PUfrOvCI/AAAAAAAAB4w/zgIdpEeaEGA/s1600/bailey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PUfrOvCI/AAAAAAAAB4w/zgIdpEeaEGA/s800/bailey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462672086542498850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89POC25b0I/AAAAAAAAB4o/bb5yuL8FwN8/s1600/paped+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89POC25b0I/AAAAAAAAB4o/bb5yuL8FwN8/s800/paped+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671975727591234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PCrGaqjI/AAAAAAAAB4g/4lbfTNV7Vig/s1600/jax+photos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PCrGaqjI/AAAAAAAAB4g/4lbfTNV7Vig/s800/jax+photos1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671780371671602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89Ou1lZIfI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/mUF7gfRhqno/s1600/jax+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89Ou1lZIfI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/mUF7gfRhqno/s800/jax+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462671439588565490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give a boy a camera and see what he sees as picture perfect!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5215341286249246425?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5215341286249246425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5215341286249246425' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5215341286249246425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5215341286249246425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/jaxens-perspective.html' title='Jaxen&apos;s Perspective'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89PlKaF63I/AAAAAAAAB44/wJqW92A_pF8/s72-c/jax+flash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4125134675277886857</id><published>2010-04-21T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T11:41:25.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At the Car Wash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89FL7UBh5I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/SJgqqnIr7NM/s1600/moo+dance+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89FL7UBh5I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/SJgqqnIr7NM/s800/moo+dance+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462660944226256786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to try clogging this year.  There is a wonderful teacher in our stake, so we gave it a try.  First of all, it was half the price, the recital was FREE and we knew everyone involved because they are all LDS.  The older girls have taken the championships year after year, and they really rocked the house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeline's dance was to CAR WASH.  She was a bit disappointed in her dance after seeing he older girls saying "There's has a lot more action in it.  Perhaps next year I could be in their class"  (yes, she says perhaps on a regular basis....not sure where it came from, but I must say I like it)  In any case, we loved it, especially seeing how much she plays to the audience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4125134675277886857?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4125134675277886857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4125134675277886857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4125134675277886857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4125134675277886857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/at-car-wash.html' title='At the Car Wash'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S89FL7UBh5I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/SJgqqnIr7NM/s72-c/moo+dance+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8039321859491499295</id><published>2010-04-16T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T11:49:27.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Mom's Everywhere...A must read!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8iwvkd4gyI/AAAAAAAAB4I/mlXp9RmJy90/s1600/NoTime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 754px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8iwvkd4gyI/AAAAAAAAB4I/mlXp9RmJy90/s800/NoTime.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460808879476081442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kendra for sending this to me...she puts into words things I have felt for a long time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8039321859491499295?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8039321859491499295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8039321859491499295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8039321859491499295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8039321859491499295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-moms-everywherea-must-read.html' title='For Mom&apos;s Everywhere...A must read!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8iwvkd4gyI/AAAAAAAAB4I/mlXp9RmJy90/s72-c/NoTime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6433890143837109559</id><published>2010-04-12T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T13:38:21.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madeline's first piano recital</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lzzmp3RpQYE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Lzzmp3RpQYE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6433890143837109559?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6433890143837109559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6433890143837109559' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6433890143837109559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6433890143837109559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/madelines-first-piano-recital.html' title='Madeline&apos;s first piano recital'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5400534504267734913</id><published>2010-04-11T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T19:47:56.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Grandma and Papa have the best yard for hiding eggs.  It's big and full of lots of interesting places for hiding (especially from those big kids)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGzXsmklI/AAAAAAAAB4A/-y1YYyOnabY/s1600/IMG_7185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGzXsmklI/AAAAAAAAB4A/-y1YYyOnabY/s800/IMG_7185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459073915419005522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGiFEGv_I/AAAAAAAAB34/WrSlJ_BDeOc/s1600/Easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGiFEGv_I/AAAAAAAAB34/WrSlJ_BDeOc/s800/Easter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459073618359533554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGVxz9lTI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Vj-zsiP3OxA/s1600/EASTER2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:640px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGVxz9lTI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Vj-zsiP3OxA/s800/EASTER2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459073407033120050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love having all of our holidays with family, building traditions and sharing the work load.  This year was calm, fun and easy.  It was nice to have the kids play while we all sat and watch conference together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE NOTE::: I had a neighbor ask me if Easter was a  big deal for us. (LDS)  It took me by surprise.  I have tried so hard to explain to her about our church.... to let her know just how important Christ is and that we consider him our Savior.  Of course Easter is a big deal!  What do people think I believe???   It can be such a daunting task, answering questions, not being too forward, but being 100% honest how much I believe that what I believe is true.  People in our neighborhood know we are LDS, which is great!!!!, but some times it gets tiring answering questions, defending and explaining.  Even then, I don't feel like they are listening, almost like they only hear what confirms what they already think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5400534504267734913?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5400534504267734913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5400534504267734913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5400534504267734913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5400534504267734913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S8KGzXsmklI/AAAAAAAAB4A/-y1YYyOnabY/s72-c/IMG_7185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3848622681873765555</id><published>2010-04-07T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T14:35:09.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Swimming, Simmering, Spring?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7znhj7p2bI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/hmJfCgJNKP0/s1600/glwnwd1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7znhj7p2bI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/hmJfCgJNKP0/s800/glwnwd1-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457491412233345458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bizarre combination for us, as we headed a few hours into the Rockies for our Spring Break.  Glenwood Springs is a small mountain town, that also happens to have a HUGE natural hot springs pool, amazing caves to explore and that Colorado feel that makes me happy we moved back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7zoFKAtVCI/AAAAAAAAB3o/L-qI2lJcEjU/s1600/glnwd2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7zoFKAtVCI/AAAAAAAAB3o/L-qI2lJcEjU/s800/glnwd2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457492023750513698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7zn9Dsy-fI/AAAAAAAAB3g/VvFmKzpIOX4/s1600/hcol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 572px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7zn9Dsy-fI/AAAAAAAAB3g/VvFmKzpIOX4/s800/hcol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457491884617431538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the historic HOTEL COLORADO.  Teddy Roosevelt once stayed there, and judging by the attention paid to that one visit, that was last exciting thing at the hotel.  It was charming and fun to imagine the people who had once stayed there over a hundred years ago.  ( oh, yeah, there are stories of it being haunted..... but the ghosties stayed clear of the Rozeski's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3848622681873765555?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3848622681873765555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3848622681873765555' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3848622681873765555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3848622681873765555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/snow-swimming-simmering-spring.html' title='Snow, Swimming, Simmering, Spring?'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7znhj7p2bI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/hmJfCgJNKP0/s72-c/glwnwd1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4681528865495653264</id><published>2010-04-04T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T13:27:47.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up on March</title><content type='html'>March will go down as one of the most hectic, hard, tiring, tragic, spiritual times in my life.  Looking back on all that happened, the good, the bad and ugly makes my head spin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experienced the loss of two wonderful people in our family.  First, Uncle Lyle, who lost his battle with cancer.  He was such a good uncle  to us, and treated our children like his own grandchildren.  Mostly, he treated our Aunt Linda with love and we will miss him for his comic relief and good advice.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jysdjCrsI/AAAAAAAAB3A/eCTINgJjp48/s1600/Rozeski+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 414px; height: 452px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jysdjCrsI/AAAAAAAAB3A/eCTINgJjp48/s800/Rozeski+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456377794219126466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,  Jason's grandma who was finally able to pass peacefully to be with her family on the other side.    Grandma Tracey always treated me like I was her own grandchild and ALWAYS kissed us straight on the lips.   Even if we said "No thank you"  she would get up and serve us all cake or oreos when we came to visit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jxzIP9W7I/AAAAAAAAB2w/f3fxAcpZydk/s1600/Lorraine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 674px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jxzIP9W7I/AAAAAAAAB2w/f3fxAcpZydk/s800/Lorraine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376809249397682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amid trips to hospitals to see grandma, ridiculous snow storms and a trip to Texas for Uncle Lyle's funeral, we also finished our basement and moved my mom downstairs.  This turned out to be an amazingly long and hard process, as we once again purged ourselves of unwanted "stuff" and moved our food storage.....can by can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jxerwt_gI/AAAAAAAAB2g/dBQ0Uvq5pyg/s1600/eli+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:774px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jxerwt_gI/AAAAAAAAB2g/dBQ0Uvq5pyg/s800/eli+5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376458004790786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jz59_pziI/AAAAAAAAB3I/f1b4OJC0q38/s1600/snow+and+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:508px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jz59_pziI/AAAAAAAAB3I/f1b4OJC0q38/s800/snow+and+hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456379125778992674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the mix, Elijah turned 5!!!!  He was so excited and loved all of the attention.  We had crazy hair day, pajama day, hawaiian day and soccer got back into swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jxpJr0KnI/AAAAAAAAB2o/p18Ed5xnHfQ/s1600/baptism.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 520px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jxpJr0KnI/AAAAAAAAB2o/p18Ed5xnHfQ/s800/baptism.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456376637835979378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the highlight, was Madeline's baptism.  It was just a special day.  We all felt it.  As papa Ed gave her a blessing, he talked a lot about her courage and zest for life.  It was a good reminder to me, just how great my kids are.  They are brave, and they have to be to live in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the next morning after Madeline's baptism at 7:30 am is when I found Autumn with some pills in her mouth.  She is 100% herself, but I must say that I am not quit there.  I just feel a sense of unease, and have trouble sleeping with the images of her those two horrible days.  I guess I am trying to see if there was more of a lesson in it for me, more than the obvious.  Last summer I went to the funeral of a baby girl who 17 months old as well.  I thought my heart would burst with sadness and I just kept looking at my poor friend and wondering how she would handle the loss of such a sweet little thing.  While in the ER, I was contemplating that very scenario.  I can't even write what that was like, or how much it has changed me.   If nothing else, I hold her much more closely, appreciate her every cuteness and try to be thankful that I was able to bring her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7j1GISpK0I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/XTy1tzskicQ/s1600/IMG_7004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7j1GISpK0I/AAAAAAAAB3Q/XTy1tzskicQ/s800/IMG_7004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456380434213055298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason's dad stayed up until mid-night on March 31st because he wanted to see it leave.  It certainly was one to remember and one to try to forget.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4681528865495653264?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4681528865495653264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4681528865495653264' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4681528865495653264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4681528865495653264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/04/catching-up-on-march.html' title='Catching up on March'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7jysdjCrsI/AAAAAAAAB3A/eCTINgJjp48/s72-c/Rozeski+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-6080758000258334133</id><published>2010-03-31T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T11:33:18.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is home and herself again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7OVHR-4qeI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/f_KZAPVlQf4/s1600/Auty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7OVHR-4qeI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/f_KZAPVlQf4/s800/Auty1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454867525994588642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to emotionally recover from what was the worst 36 hours of my life.  Sunday morning, Autumn reached up and tipped over a bottle of pills.  They were very small and she swallowed seven of them, before I found her and dug two more out of her mouth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, it was a nightmare.  She was very sick, agitated and experiencing what looked like a very terrifying experience.  The helplessness I felt was overwhelming, as well as the anger with myself for being off guard.  The poor little thing fought for a good 20 hours, and then fitfully tried to recover for another 16.  Once she finally was able to sleep a little, she woke up groggy, but with her personality emerging.  The second night, she slept all night and woke up ready to roll.  Here she is that morning, being silly and funny even though she was totally perturbed by all of the tubing she had attached to her body.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7OUlwhyOKI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/bq1HeK-4xkI/s1600/Auty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7OUlwhyOKI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/bq1HeK-4xkI/s800/Auty2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454866950078478498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are home, and trying to act normal, but I'm afraid, emotionally I am still a bit fragile.  We saw the hand of God several times to save our little girl and feel humbled and grateful beyond belief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-6080758000258334133?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/6080758000258334133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=6080758000258334133' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6080758000258334133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/6080758000258334133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/03/she-is-home-and-herself-again.html' title='She is home and herself again.'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S7OVHR-4qeI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/f_KZAPVlQf4/s72-c/Auty1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5352873403756697710</id><published>2010-03-09T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T11:50:29.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Young Lady</title><content type='html'>February 26th, Madeline turned 8!!!  Such a big birthday in our house.  She had a fun party at Chucke Cheeses', but being a lame mom, I forgot the camera.  Here are a few  pics from the iphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S5ajqm8Wl9I/AAAAAAAAB14/7JreS4wDJ9E/s1600-h/cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 572px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S5ajqm8Wl9I/AAAAAAAAB14/7JreS4wDJ9E/s800/cc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446720751754713042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really struggled with what to get her for her birthday this year.  She is certainly a "tween".  She is bored with toys, not into boys and just as confused as to what she wanted.  Then I had my inspiration.  Mary Poppins' just happened to be opening the week after her birthday.  Bam, girls day out!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S5amB20a1GI/AAAAAAAAB2A/p-iCWo_kdOk/s1600-h/mp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 774px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S5amB20a1GI/AAAAAAAAB2A/p-iCWo_kdOk/s800/mp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446723350176650338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her next big day wont' be until March 27th, but she is very excited for her baptism.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5352873403756697710?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5352873403756697710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5352873403756697710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5352873403756697710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5352873403756697710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/03/young-lady.html' title='A Young Lady'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S5ajqm8Wl9I/AAAAAAAAB14/7JreS4wDJ9E/s72-c/cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7251837912646910848</id><published>2010-03-03T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:21:19.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe it's the brown eyes!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S477EEdokkI/AAAAAAAAB1w/eyQwmlpRIEM/s1600-h/blue+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:800px; height: 532px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S477EEdokkI/AAAAAAAAB1w/eyQwmlpRIEM/s800/blue+eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444565046873592386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first two have big brilliant blue eyes.  My last two, taking their fathers side, have these rich brownies.  I don't know if it's birth order or what, but these dark eyed kiddos take a similar outlook on life.  They both are charmers, quirky and both are out to let their view be heard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S474CMaGnbI/AAAAAAAAB1g/_F23gAZbsRw/s1600-h/brown+eyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 758px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S474CMaGnbI/AAAAAAAAB1g/_F23gAZbsRw/s800/brown+eyes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444561716111646130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah has his own fashion sense and likes to express himself through his attire.  Weather it be rockin' his graphic T's or his super fast "lellow" shoes, he sees something in the store and knows it's for him.  He never lets his hoodie go to waste, he always has it pulled up with his hands him the pockets, only adding to his mystic. He has several admirers already, not at the preschool, but at the high school.  The Mia Maids and Laurels have been totally taken in by his confidence and his ruthless flirtations.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S4748IElUMI/AAAAAAAAB1o/gEHsPTiRlm4/s1600-h/browneyes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 532px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S4748IElUMI/AAAAAAAAB1o/gEHsPTiRlm4/s800/browneyes2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444562711380054210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Auty Body.  Don't let her height fool you.  She struts around this house like the queen, and thanks to her adoring syblings, she fully expects to be treated like one.  She too has her own accessories.  She will rarely be seen without her binki strapped on and her blanket (must be pink and satin) close at hand.  She and I are in a hair war, I say hair must be done, she thinks wild and messy work best for her mojo.  Autumn will dump me at the drop of a hat to get some cuddling from grand parents or Uncle Dave and Aunt Kendra.  She is a tease, independent and a girl with a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older two are not as smooth with their social game.  Even when they were younger, they were shy and most comfortable at home.  Maybe there is a connection between the  brown eyed gene and the "Too Cool---Trend Setter" gene.  In any case, I know one thing for sure.  Each of my kids are so opposite of the others and I have to be always on my toes to try and understand their ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7251837912646910848?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7251837912646910848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7251837912646910848' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7251837912646910848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7251837912646910848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/03/maybe-its-brown-eyes.html' title='Maybe it&apos;s the brown eyes!!!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S477EEdokkI/AAAAAAAAB1w/eyQwmlpRIEM/s72-c/blue+eyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7271114338173732984</id><published>2010-02-17T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T15:05:12.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My philosophy summed up by Lucy</title><content type='html'>Since I first had learn about food and learn to stay healthy, I have been slowly and steadily changing the way I eat.  I go whole grain, fresh and little to no processed foods.  As I mentioned before, fast food may as well have a skull and cross bones on it for all I'm concerned.  I have been growing a strong testimony of the word of wisdom and how it has warned us of the "food dangers" of our day, just as much as the scriptures warn us of other traps, set to rob our agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been asked to talk at an enrichment on easy ways to lead a healthy life, and I have been struggling with how to present my ideas without sounding like Debbie Downer "WHAAAA...WHAAAAAA!!!!"  Then I thought back to my, somewhat bizarre childhood, where lessons were taught through musicals and watching Andy Griffith, and I  remembered one of the greatest moments in television history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy is trying to do a TV commercial and doesn't know the product contains 23% alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrjWtPhO54s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WrjWtPhO54s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1950's marks the time when people started to trust corporations to make their food and to put convenience over health.  I'm sure at first those TV dinners and twinkies tasted bad compared to homemade food, but over time, our taste buds have been trained to crave the extra sugar, fat, hormones, anti-biotics, chemically altered "stuff" and preservatives the corporations use to make a profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Lucy for demonstrating my point and for reminding me that TV, like our food supply was much healthier when my mom was growing up, than it is for my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7271114338173732984?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7271114338173732984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7271114338173732984' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7271114338173732984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7271114338173732984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-philosophy-summed-up-by-lucy.html' title='My philosophy summed up by Lucy'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2843500513129462443</id><published>2010-02-14T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T08:09:57.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowy Valentine's Morning</title><content type='html'>Happy Huggin' and Kissn'!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3ggAtZWjDI/AAAAAAAAB0k/-k4asvx37kw/s1600-h/Vday+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3ggAtZWjDI/AAAAAAAAB0k/-k4asvx37kw/s800/Vday+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438131746607893554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3gf70Jm_ZI/AAAAAAAAB0c/b8H9JcHqfz4/s1600-h/Vday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height:534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3gf70Jm_ZI/AAAAAAAAB0c/b8H9JcHqfz4/s800/Vday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438131662521564562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2843500513129462443?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2843500513129462443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2843500513129462443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2843500513129462443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2843500513129462443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/02/snowy-valentines-morning.html' title='Snowy Valentine&apos;s Morning'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3ggAtZWjDI/AAAAAAAAB0k/-k4asvx37kw/s72-c/Vday+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1005884225962228081</id><published>2010-02-12T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:20:18.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Digits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3YteHCFayI/AAAAAAAAB0E/e6o5BmvMMM8/s1600-h/January++256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3YteHCFayI/AAAAAAAAB0E/e6o5BmvMMM8/s800/January++256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437583595403569954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxen turned 10 on tues, and it has been a week of celebration!  Despite my alluring suggestions to many other restaurants, the birthday boy chose McDonalds for his dinner. ( I really have grown to disdain all fast food, but McDonalds is the the ultimate gross out for me)  I swallowed my pride, and a little bit of a salad and sat and marveled at how old he seemed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year at this time, I wrote about how much I was struggling with how to parent Jaxen.  I had more questions than answers, and most of all, I truly felt that I was loosing my connection with him.  I vowed to do better, and I am so relieved to report that this year has been an amazing one for us.  I found some answers, I tried new approaches, I faced some fears, and came out the other end a better mom.  He has soared in school, gained confidence and taught me so much about how to let go and learn from these kids in my home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Jaxen is a deep thinker, and sensitive to the spirit.  His prayers can bring tears to my eyes and his ability to call me out when I've ventured into "crazy mom" leave me humbled. (and him in his room for a while)   As much as I love having babies, this stage is so exciting as they start to hone in on what their talents and interests are.   He's loving basketball, indoor soccer and gearing up for another summer of swimming.  He is also showing interest in creative writing and art, showing that he has influences from both sides of the family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His party is tomorrow---a bunch of 10 year old boys-----please send me strength!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3YyyJgmEMI/AAAAAAAAB0M/xlJm044_zH8/s1600-h/jax+art.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3YyyJgmEMI/AAAAAAAAB0M/xlJm044_zH8/s800/jax+art.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437589437223932098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1005884225962228081?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1005884225962228081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1005884225962228081' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1005884225962228081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1005884225962228081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/02/double-digits.html' title='Double Digits'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S3YteHCFayI/AAAAAAAAB0E/e6o5BmvMMM8/s72-c/January++256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3727319414385047942</id><published>2010-01-30T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T20:56:46.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Akumal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHgHuVzqI/AAAAAAAABzU/cdivn59XhZ8/s1600-h/Cancun+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHgHuVzqI/AAAAAAAABzU/cdivn59XhZ8/s800/Cancun+41.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432756773902995106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what a day!  We started off sad to end our trip and ended up so glad to be home.  It was a week of perfection.  We needed to get away, re-group, rest, and spend some time just being a couple again.  This quaint town of Akumal was so safe, so low key and just what we needed.  Every day was calm, everything was peaceful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHG1ZIjXI/AAAAAAAABzE/XvR5izNFObc/s1600-h/rock+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHG1ZIjXI/AAAAAAAABzE/XvR5izNFObc/s800/rock+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432756339485478258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2ULc_Qc3YI/AAAAAAAABzk/odscGaZPWd8/s1600-h/graves+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 536px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2ULc_Qc3YI/AAAAAAAABzk/odscGaZPWd8/s800/graves+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432761118137048450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHTEi_nkI/AAAAAAAABzM/xFzzBmMp3tY/s1600-h/Cancun+75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHTEi_nkI/AAAAAAAABzM/xFzzBmMp3tY/s800/Cancun+75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432756549711797826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UG-fgeRyI/AAAAAAAABy8/lNswwudVXD4/s1600-h/soccer+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UG-fgeRyI/AAAAAAAABy8/lNswwudVXD4/s800/soccer+collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432756196171728674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UGxZpHv7I/AAAAAAAABy0/1iE8Wbncheg/s1600-h/cancun+general.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UGxZpHv7I/AAAAAAAABy0/1iE8Wbncheg/s800/cancun+general.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432755971259088818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UH-NBxb_I/AAAAAAAABzc/SNfz96R5RBI/s1600-h/Cancun+32+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UH-NBxb_I/AAAAAAAABzc/SNfz96R5RBI/s800/Cancun+32+copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432757290722750450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I are not good relaxers.  We have literally been running since we got married.  We thought that finishing resisdency would bring us relaxation, but instead we moved, had a baby, moved my mom in and started work on the basement.  For the first time, in WAY TOO LONG, we let it all go, left the kiddos with their very kind grandparents, and we just relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming home was bitter sweet.  The kids were very brave while we were gone and got good reports, but Elijah and Autumn seemed to let down their bravery as soon as they saw us.  Elijah just seemed sad and wanted to be held, and little Autumn just starred into my eyes and pressed her forehead into mine.   I hadn't felt sad the whole week, but these two broke my heart a bit.  I couldn't prepare them very well, and I think that, especially Autumn, must have been confused in her little mind.  So tonight, I am so happy to be home, happy to be doing the routine and very, very happy to be mom again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3727319414385047942?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3727319414385047942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3727319414385047942' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3727319414385047942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3727319414385047942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-from-akumal.html' title='Back from Akumal'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S2UHgHuVzqI/AAAAAAAABzU/cdivn59XhZ8/s72-c/Cancun+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-3889264097806507606</id><published>2010-01-25T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T07:54:40.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello from Cancun</title><content type='html'>Hi kids, (and our other friends who read the blog)  Dad and I are having a great vacation and have lots of stories to tell you when we get home.    In two days we have had a few adventures and a lot of time to relax and rest on the beach.    The ocean is just a few feet from our casita, so we have had fun snorkeling and kyaking when we need a break from our relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to COBA, one of the few places they still let you climb the Mayan ruins.  I have to admit that I got a little nervous at the top, but the view was worth the trek up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S156HS5h2wI/AAAAAAAABys/p1Qcp4OI850/s1600-h/jromell+ruins+looking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S156HS5h2wI/AAAAAAAABys/p1Qcp4OI850/s800/jromell+ruins+looking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430912466406202114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S155dlxlkxI/AAAAAAAAByc/fiTIhQIjQWw/s1600-h/jro+laughs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 534px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S155dlxlkxI/AAAAAAAAByc/fiTIhQIjQWw/s800/jro+laughs.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430911749918659346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the house where we are staying and the view from our window.  It seems almost unreal that places like this exist----and even more unreal that we don't choose to live here full time.  I really think that I was made for the beach life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S155zzm1euI/AAAAAAAAByk/6jFWWCB2c5g/s1600-h/casita+front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S155zzm1euI/AAAAAAAAByk/6jFWWCB2c5g/s800/casita+front.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430912131588782818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S155CES5VnI/AAAAAAAAByU/W5Vv8FEyfPc/s1600-h/boat+palm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S155CES5VnI/AAAAAAAAByU/W5Vv8FEyfPc/s800/boat+palm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430911277075093106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much fun as we are having, we find ourselves planning how we can come back and bring you guys next time.  Now that we have staked the place out, we will know the best places to bring you guys.  We love and miss you!!!  Be good and keep earning those kid dollars!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1524_XCDCI/AAAAAAAAByM/9J9Z3TUKAkY/s1600-h/mjruins+fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 534px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1524_XCDCI/AAAAAAAAByM/9J9Z3TUKAkY/s800/mjruins+fav.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430908922108185634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con mucho amor,&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-3889264097806507606?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/3889264097806507606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=3889264097806507606' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3889264097806507606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/3889264097806507606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-kids.html' title='Hello from Cancun'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S156HS5h2wI/AAAAAAAABys/p1Qcp4OI850/s72-c/jromell+ruins+looking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7365827886325021824</id><published>2010-01-17T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T22:15:28.504-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumer Alert</title><content type='html'>Did you know that these innocent looking scented reeds can destroy all surfaces within seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P6Ixjt-PI/AAAAAAAABx0/qJrm4K6E6ys/s1600-h/oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 800px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P6Ixjt-PI/AAAAAAAABx0/qJrm4K6E6ys/s800/oil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427957004560627954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the basement construction, mine were rattled off of their perch, splattering these "natural oils" onto my couch, carpet and coffee table.  Luckily I was close by and reacted within seconds.  Unfortunately, these things work like acid and there was nothing I could do.  They ate through the finish on my table and stripped my leather instantly.  Also, our awesome warrantee for the couch only covers food and beverage..... "I'm sorry mame, but your policy says nothing about "oils".   ( thanx to PMS, I cried on the phone with this nice woman)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P6yKSH3iI/AAAAAAAABx8/G_RBg3hX6ac/s1600-h/table.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 592px; height: 800px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P6yKSH3iI/AAAAAAAABx8/G_RBg3hX6ac/s800/table.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427957715572350498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P7JfRLH_I/AAAAAAAAByE/AN7Ktnu9aJM/s1600-h/couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P7JfRLH_I/AAAAAAAAByE/AN7Ktnu9aJM/s400/couch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427958116342505458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I called up Pier 1 to tell them I thought their product had caused significant damage in my home, they told me that they have had numerous complaints, but that there is a warning in the packaging.  My bad...... I guess the rest of the nation actually reads the warnings on their room fresheners..... I just assumed that there would not be such a destructive product put into open containers for people to place in their homes.  I guess the rest of the nation knows not to place them near anything, on anything, or around anything that is not made of steal.  As for me, I am left with only the satisfaction of having my opinion "noted" as "I think your product stinks" , and a reminder that things are just things and that accidents can and will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware the oils.......beware!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7365827886325021824?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7365827886325021824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7365827886325021824' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7365827886325021824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7365827886325021824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/consumer-alert.html' title='Consumer Alert'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S1P6Ixjt-PI/AAAAAAAABx0/qJrm4K6E6ys/s72-c/oil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4690032926433380845</id><published>2010-01-12T11:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:34:45.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Assessment</title><content type='html'>So.....here I am, 33 today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0zbcNCseiI/AAAAAAAABxs/qlYL5EpKO_w/s1600-h/mel+33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 572px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0zbcNCseiI/AAAAAAAABxs/qlYL5EpKO_w/s800/mel+33.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425952928658389538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No makeup, after a workout.....a very common state for me.&lt;br /&gt;Not a huge milestone, but certainly inching higher into my mid-thirties.  It's a normal day today.  Kids to school, taught some yogamotion, had a protein shake for lunch (because the water is turned off for construction).  Just a calm birthday with time to think about where I am in life.  Ten years ago, I was super pregnant, ready to become a mom for the first time.  Oh, how my life has changed since then!  I like who and where I am as a person better now, but there are certainly things I had more or less of in my twenties that I did not appreciate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my assessment of the changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have:&lt;br /&gt;More self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;Less free-time&lt;br /&gt;More ambition and desire to learn&lt;br /&gt;Less time in which to pursue the above&lt;br /&gt;More self-control&lt;br /&gt;Less control over my surroundings&lt;br /&gt;More humility&lt;br /&gt;Less control over how I am perceived in  public (kids are not good at "faking it" to save face)&lt;br /&gt;More faith and a deeper understanding of what a gift the gospel is&lt;br /&gt;Less tolerance for those around me who mock that which I call sacred&lt;br /&gt;More friends&lt;br /&gt;Less casual acquaintances &lt;br /&gt;More appreciation for silence&lt;br /&gt;Less annoyance at chaos&lt;br /&gt;More people for whom I am responsible&lt;br /&gt;Less ability to keep my brain on track and focused&lt;br /&gt;More below&lt;br /&gt;Less on top&lt;br /&gt;More wrinkles&lt;br /&gt;Less acne (though I still have some ----totally WRONG)&lt;br /&gt;More age spots&lt;br /&gt;Less worry about my stick- out ears&lt;br /&gt;More people that I admire&lt;br /&gt;Less people that I can't stand&lt;br /&gt;More knowledge&lt;br /&gt;More peace&lt;br /&gt;More joy&lt;br /&gt;More hugs&lt;br /&gt;More family&lt;br /&gt;More to loose&lt;br /&gt;More to love&lt;br /&gt;and more to look forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sit here, un-showered, full of my protein shake, fine to be 33  (more or less :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4690032926433380845?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4690032926433380845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4690032926433380845' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4690032926433380845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4690032926433380845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-assessment.html' title='Birthday Assessment'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0zbcNCseiI/AAAAAAAABxs/qlYL5EpKO_w/s72-c/mel+33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-741438444309314670</id><published>2010-01-11T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:10:46.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0v1x-DunhI/AAAAAAAABxc/jHT56lfjODM/s1600-h/Vail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0v1x-DunhI/AAAAAAAABxc/jHT56lfjODM/s800/Vail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425700414918925842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0v2Aso9ngI/AAAAAAAABxk/KlRbs8u2Ypc/s1600-h/vail2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0v2Aso9ngI/AAAAAAAABxk/KlRbs8u2Ypc/s800/vail2-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425700667941297666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-741438444309314670?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/741438444309314670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=741438444309314670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/741438444309314670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/741438444309314670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0v1x-DunhI/AAAAAAAABxc/jHT56lfjODM/s72-c/Vail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7178039177158243051</id><published>2010-01-08T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:50:35.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0gnISFwaQI/AAAAAAAABwU/IjCWnpcLHLE/s1600-h/collage+pigtails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0gnISFwaQI/AAAAAAAABwU/IjCWnpcLHLE/s800/collage+pigtails.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424628774416181506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7178039177158243051?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7178039177158243051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7178039177158243051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7178039177158243051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7178039177158243051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post_3488.html' title=''/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0gnISFwaQI/AAAAAAAABwU/IjCWnpcLHLE/s72-c/collage+pigtails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-858405131176801847</id><published>2010-01-08T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:48:42.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0ewh8OvzBI/AAAAAAAABvc/SwYMMTfnFZI/s1600-h/5X7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 572px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0ewh8OvzBI/AAAAAAAABvc/SwYMMTfnFZI/s800/5X7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424498373341203474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-858405131176801847?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/858405131176801847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=858405131176801847' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/858405131176801847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/858405131176801847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-back.html' title='First day back!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/S0ewh8OvzBI/AAAAAAAABvc/SwYMMTfnFZI/s72-c/5X7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-107897594162044786</id><published>2010-01-02T17:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:11:06.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one resolution.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sz_0eyarY9I/AAAAAAAABuk/Jnav47-tGMk/s1600-h/Bible+book+of+Mormon+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 642px; height: 800px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sz_0eyarY9I/AAAAAAAABuk/Jnav47-tGMk/s800/Bible+book+of+Mormon+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422321286144287698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started making a list, but I realized that there is one thing that I need to fix the most.  If I can do this one thing, I know that everything else will fall into place.  So for 2010, and hopefully every year after, I resolved to reading the scriptures daily.  I am always amazed at the difference when I do, but after a while, I get lazy or prideful and stop.  I have never consistently read for more than a few months at a time.  THIS IS MY YEAR!!!! I need the direction and peace so much, that I will just focus on the one. So far, I'm 100%, 2 days down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-107897594162044786?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/107897594162044786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=107897594162044786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/107897594162044786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/107897594162044786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-one-resolution.html' title='Just one resolution.....'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sz_0eyarY9I/AAAAAAAABuk/Jnav47-tGMk/s72-c/Bible+book+of+Mormon+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-1968852971757450039</id><published>2010-01-01T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:19:53.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twelve "official' Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sz6eCii_8dI/AAAAAAAABuc/ODOCXOvlfGk/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sz6eCii_8dI/AAAAAAAABuc/ODOCXOvlfGk/s400/wedding.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421944767871185362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 years ago we made it official.  We tied the knot and started on this crazy journey.  In reviewing our story, I was more stunned by a few other numbers.  We have been "an item" for 16 years, and given the fact that I am turning 33 in a few weeks, Jason has been my main squeeze for over half my life.  I also realized that fore almost 8 of the twelve married years together, I have either been pregnant or nursing.  Now, THAT is some commitment on a husbands part.  Our stats to date:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2  boys&lt;br /&gt;2 girls&lt;br /&gt;1 dog&lt;br /&gt;four states&lt;br /&gt;3 houses sold&lt;br /&gt;Melissa 0 speeding tickets, Jro.... many more than that&lt;br /&gt;appx. $250,000 in school loans&lt;br /&gt;a mortgage and 2 cars to pay off&lt;br /&gt;way too many chicken dinners&lt;br /&gt;0 trips without the kids (soon to be remedied)&lt;br /&gt;less than 10 totally successful Family Home Evenings&lt;br /&gt;countless crack ups&lt;br /&gt;100s of hours watching "the office","the amazing race"  and "survivor"&lt;br /&gt;a few tears&lt;br /&gt;a few make-ups&lt;br /&gt;over 200 pounds gained and lost by yours truly&lt;br /&gt;and most of all&lt;br /&gt;ZERO doubts that we made the right choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't always pretty, but I like where we've been and so curious to see what's in store for the next twelve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-1968852971757450039?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/1968852971757450039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=1968852971757450039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1968852971757450039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/1968852971757450039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2010/01/twelve-official-years.html' title='Twelve &quot;official&apos; Years'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sz6eCii_8dI/AAAAAAAABuc/ODOCXOvlfGk/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-537209111229306301</id><published>2009-12-30T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T07:02:27.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.......CHECK!</title><content type='html'>2009 proved to be a most east-going, relaxed Christmas......Just like I like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztq_gHrvHI/AAAAAAAABuU/I9vGdNduUwY/s1600-h/first+import++081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztq_gHrvHI/AAAAAAAABuU/I9vGdNduUwY/s400/first+import++081.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421044215656987762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztq2E6naOI/AAAAAAAABuM/CYp_lsUp62o/s1600-h/xmas+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztq2E6naOI/AAAAAAAABuM/CYp_lsUp62o/s400/xmas+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421044053735598306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztqkd_pT8I/AAAAAAAABt8/M-WfArNMF0g/s1600-h/xmas+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztqkd_pT8I/AAAAAAAABt8/M-WfArNMF0g/s400/xmas+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421043751229935554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztqXb-i-LI/AAAAAAAABt0/H3e7TVKQ0ig/s1600-h/first+import++097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztqXb-i-LI/AAAAAAAABt0/H3e7TVKQ0ig/s400/first+import++097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421043527350155442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After stockings, anxiously waiting for grandma and papa to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztqKGqugkI/AAAAAAAABts/IZeAE9OYPuA/s1600-h/first+import++115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztqKGqugkI/AAAAAAAABts/IZeAE9OYPuA/s400/first+import++115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421043298291581506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztqp7fCS9I/AAAAAAAABuE/HYQQClJ5w_4/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztqp7fCS9I/AAAAAAAABuE/HYQQClJ5w_4/s400/xmas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421043845045570514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztqDwZQEyI/AAAAAAAABtk/EnvWZjm96gs/s1600-h/first+import++132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztqDwZQEyI/AAAAAAAABtk/EnvWZjm96gs/s400/first+import++132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421043189233488674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztp-RoMJII/AAAAAAAABtc/aGGg6zd_lGY/s1600-h/first+import++122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztp-RoMJII/AAAAAAAABtc/aGGg6zd_lGY/s400/first+import++122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421043095075300482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post- Christmas Girls Night.  Madeline shows such enthusiasm during the performance, that I would pay to watch her watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztpjGWVzcI/AAAAAAAABtU/03tTljbpwdg/s1600-h/joseph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztpjGWVzcI/AAAAAAAABtU/03tTljbpwdg/s400/joseph.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421042628191178178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztpO5dXm0I/AAAAAAAABtM/6zSgpIagc6s/s1600-h/first+import++128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SztpO5dXm0I/AAAAAAAABtM/6zSgpIagc6s/s400/first+import++128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421042281133611842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-537209111229306301?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/537209111229306301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=537209111229306301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/537209111229306301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/537209111229306301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmascheck.html' title='Christmas.......CHECK!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sztq_gHrvHI/AAAAAAAABuU/I9vGdNduUwY/s72-c/first+import++081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4660350786993849635</id><published>2009-12-24T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T07:01:27.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cry, Cousins, A Compliment &amp; some Complaining</title><content type='html'>It's funny what things can bring about that Christmas feeling.  Although my house is all decorated, ( I even have some lovely cinnamon scents and treats set out) ,the place that feels most like Christmas to me is Jason's parents house.  Pulling up and seeing these stars....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3UPkl0yI/AAAAAAAABsE/-GtE8NQDttg/s1600-h/first+import++042+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3UPkl0yI/AAAAAAAABsE/-GtE8NQDttg/s400/first+import++042+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418805966317933346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing their freshly cut, characteristically spars evergreen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN277K-7lI/AAAAAAAABr0/w5J6iNfqu0I/s1600-h/first+import++043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN277K-7lI/AAAAAAAABr0/w5J6iNfqu0I/s400/first+import++043.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418805548524957266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of the familiar ornaments brings that giddy-bump feeling in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3F9xo65I/AAAAAAAABr8/xf3p2TEKBAg/s1600-h/first+import++044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3F9xo65I/AAAAAAAABr8/xf3p2TEKBAg/s400/first+import++044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418805721022655378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3cVGZtiI/AAAAAAAABsM/iQDyXJPcur4/s1600-h/first+import++049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3cVGZtiI/AAAAAAAABsM/iQDyXJPcur4/s400/first+import++049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418806105240876578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I love knowing that things don't change too much there.  My house is in constant flux as I search for my style and try to settle on some traditions.  But at the Grandma and Papa's, it feels just right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christmas Card Cry&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzOAuFa8EPI/AAAAAAAABtE/bJcheUEYV54/s1600-h/first+import++063+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzOAuFa8EPI/AAAAAAAABtE/bJcheUEYV54/s400/first+import++063+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418816305874342130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I felt a bit of Christmas sadness, as I  looked over our collection of cards.  I just love these people!!!  I love seeing their faces and knowing that they are  well.  I am constantly amazed and honored that they consider me a friend.  Last night, I teared up realizing how long it has been since I have seen so many.  I love  you and miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cousins&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN8OIgYuzI/AAAAAAAABsc/mDJIvxqQSac/s1600-h/first+import++072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN8OIgYuzI/AAAAAAAABsc/mDJIvxqQSac/s400/first+import++072.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418811358900173618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN8GpjIqAI/AAAAAAAABsU/vJjPXD4nUSY/s1600-h/first+import++070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN8GpjIqAI/AAAAAAAABsU/vJjPXD4nUSY/s400/first+import++070.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418811230331119618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN8rxv-K_I/AAAAAAAABsk/WO0ZjyTfBeQ/s1600-h/first+import++076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN8rxv-K_I/AAAAAAAABsk/WO0ZjyTfBeQ/s400/first+import++076.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418811868187601906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another "C" word swirling in my head.  My sister was diagnosed with thyroid cancer and just had surgery on thursday.  I will write more on that soon, but the surgery went well and she is recovering quickly.  Still, I took this opportunity to steal her kids away for a few days.   In this case, more really is merrier, as the cousins entertain each other and I bask in the glory of having to teenage girls at my disposal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Compliment&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A much deserved compliment to JRO.  The man is busy beyond reason and I have noticed that when he sees that I am feeling a bit ignored, he has been trying to complete some of the tasks I have so kindly "mentioned"( and mentioned and mentioned---I believe some of you may call it nagging).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN-UlUn_CI/AAAAAAAABs0/dq3Sxhk2Ae8/s1600-h/pantry+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN-UlUn_CI/AAAAAAAABs0/dq3Sxhk2Ae8/s400/pantry+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418813668737940514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN-N0dnxfI/AAAAAAAABss/qoIKm1oww-E/s1600-h/IMG_6236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN-N0dnxfI/AAAAAAAABss/qoIKm1oww-E/s400/IMG_6236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418813552543122930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently, it was my long-awaited pantry.  My days of running to the basement for cans and paper plates are over.  He stacked my washer and dryer, spent one long evening after work, measuring and sawing to make his wife smile.  I love watching him build things..... it's one of the reasons I married him.  Who knew a tape measure and circular saw could be so attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, I apologize, but some &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;complaining&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have at last decided to start finishing our basement.  The trouble is that we had just piled tons of STUFF down there that now has to be moved during construction.  The first plan was to put it in the garage, but in a Colorado winter, I didn't want to give up my nice parking spot.  So, in a moment of insanity I decided I could deal with having it in the "homework room" for a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN_W2J-I2I/AAAAAAAABs8/-z-Wp6ZJyaw/s1600-h/first+import++077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN_W2J-I2I/AAAAAAAABs8/-z-Wp6ZJyaw/s400/first+import++077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418814807128023906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been two weeks, and due to some changes we made and Christmas, they haven't so much as swung a hammer.  My chest is tightening and all of my anal-obsessive tendancies are coming to a boil.  I don't know how long I can hold out.  I have already rearranged it twice, but it makes no difference.  My hope now is that by venting, I can endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas EVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4660350786993849635?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4660350786993849635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4660350786993849635' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4660350786993849635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4660350786993849635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-cry-cousins-compliment-some.html' title='Christmas Cry, Cousins, A Compliment &amp; some Complaining'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SzN3UPkl0yI/AAAAAAAABsE/-GtE8NQDttg/s72-c/first+import++042+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-7446257798860560918</id><published>2009-12-09T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T20:56:21.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihnPYxETw6M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihnPYxETw6M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-7446257798860560918?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/7446257798860560918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=7446257798860560918' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7446257798860560918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/7446257798860560918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-soul_09.html' title='New Soul'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-2022604458448077371</id><published>2009-11-21T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:50:55.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In just one year......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi96TdkGrI/AAAAAAAABrs/lWOKLreJP0U/s1600/auty+1+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi96TdkGrI/AAAAAAAABrs/lWOKLreJP0U/s400/auty+1+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406780162012617394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start with a &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;igh........My little Autumn is one and I am feeling her babyhood slipping through my fingers.  At this time a year ago, she was a tiny, bald, cross-eyed little angel.  Now she seems so big, so capable......so determined to grow up too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi7bRl3gTI/AAAAAAAABrE/hd1canQE99g/s1600/sutumn+tongue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi7bRl3gTI/AAAAAAAABrE/hd1canQE99g/s400/sutumn+tongue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406777429911372082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi7VbMkkDI/AAAAAAAABq8/wk_zUr1uoyg/s1600/sucking+thumb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi7VbMkkDI/AAAAAAAABq8/wk_zUr1uoyg/s400/sucking+thumb2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406777329410412594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want more children,(or should I say, I don't think I could handle any more) but I will miss this stage of life when I have been able to bring babies to the world.  There is nothing more magical than being there to experience a baby's first moments.  The anticipation, the struggle and the pure love at first sight is a rush that cannot be topped.   I am sad to never have that moment again.  I have really tried to savor this last babies first year, but I feel like it has gone way too fast.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi8xFWAIRI/AAAAAAAABrc/3B0Zy98lllc/s1600/auty+1+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi8xFWAIRI/AAAAAAAABrc/3B0Zy98lllc/s400/auty+1+(5).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406778904092352786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi8p9vA4yI/AAAAAAAABrU/28djdme0Hf8/s1600/auty+1+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi8p9vA4yI/AAAAAAAABrU/28djdme0Hf8/s400/auty+1+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406778781790692130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi8dKs3SXI/AAAAAAAABrM/MRoTjdjZ4l8/s1600/auty+1+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi8dKs3SXI/AAAAAAAABrM/MRoTjdjZ4l8/s400/auty+1+(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406778561933035890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of the past 365 days (and nights) with her, a blur of images just passes through my mind.  I can't quite grab onto one and remember it fully.  Being the fourth, she has had to wait her turn, had to withstand a lot of sibling "love" and attention and been the recipient of an almost constant stream of kisses and hugs.. She has weathered us well, and to quote Elijah "Autumn is just the best baby ever----uh mom?"   She is a pleasant baby; social, smart, spunky, strong, silly, sassy, a smushy-thighed, snuggler ,and as you can see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi9rseOilI/AAAAAAAABrk/NoHMUP0e3q4/s1600/auty+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi9rseOilI/AAAAAAAABrk/NoHMUP0e3q4/s400/auty+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406779911028247122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can shake her sassafrass!!!!  Happy Birthday Baby Girl!!!!  Slow down....take your time....no need to keep up this current pace.  I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-2022604458448077371?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/2022604458448077371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=2022604458448077371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2022604458448077371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/2022604458448077371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-just-one-year.html' title='In just one year......'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Swi96TdkGrI/AAAAAAAABrs/lWOKLreJP0U/s72-c/auty+1+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5858537106637276401</id><published>2009-11-13T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:02:54.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight Home</title><content type='html'>Goodnight home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv49gQklQoI/AAAAAAAABpc/DoJ4OcypfOk/s1600-h/779696-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv49gQklQoI/AAAAAAAABpc/DoJ4OcypfOk/s400/779696-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403824227304686210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight broken lu of which I bemoaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv49sVxxIsI/AAAAAAAABpk/aR4kC5Pb3Og/s1600-h/IMG_0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv49sVxxIsI/AAAAAAAABpk/aR4kC5Pb3Og/s400/IMG_0231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403824434860597954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight stairs,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4924xpaAI/AAAAAAAABps/NAoC98TkFvQ/s1600-h/IMG_0226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4924xpaAI/AAAAAAAABps/NAoC98TkFvQ/s400/IMG_0226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403824616054024194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight flares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-CUpEMkI/AAAAAAAABp0/aBQniNa0Ee0/s1600-h/IMG_0242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-CUpEMkI/AAAAAAAABp0/aBQniNa0Ee0/s400/IMG_0242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403824812512784962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight little shower, oh, I cleaned you for hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-NVzzSoI/AAAAAAAABp8/jVOng7jPWOc/s1600-h/IMG_0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-NVzzSoI/AAAAAAAABp8/jVOng7jPWOc/s400/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403825001804810882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight floors, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-dOvVk7I/AAAAAAAABqE/RZoEZ2O6-ck/s1600-h/IMG_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-dOvVk7I/AAAAAAAABqE/RZoEZ2O6-ck/s400/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403825274784945074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-oYmyTOI/AAAAAAAABqM/6aa1WBoqc3I/s1600-h/IMG_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-oYmyTOI/AAAAAAAABqM/6aa1WBoqc3I/s400/IMG_0238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403825466411994338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Nobody, Goodnight Chores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-_wBNO9I/AAAAAAAABqU/sO1d1nOZNws/s1600-h/IMG_0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4-_wBNO9I/AAAAAAAABqU/sO1d1nOZNws/s400/IMG_0230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403825867833818066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight living room, Goodnight Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_OnLyefI/AAAAAAAABqc/VMIjq8Z6m5E/s1600-h/IMG_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_OnLyefI/AAAAAAAABqc/VMIjq8Z6m5E/s400/IMG_0236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403826123160320498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Goodnight to the mean neighbor who tried to scare off the buyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_ZEScM6I/AAAAAAAABqk/iUPgRan7yC0/s1600-h/IMG_0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_ZEScM6I/AAAAAAAABqk/iUPgRan7yC0/s400/IMG_0237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403826302771540898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight stove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_o81XKXI/AAAAAAAABqs/W5Ds-Wae7mM/s1600-h/IMG_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_o81XKXI/AAAAAAAABqs/W5Ds-Wae7mM/s400/IMG_0243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403826575648434546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight ugly curtain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_z3nh8AI/AAAAAAAABq0/mHPr78JHWDc/s1600-h/IMG_0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv4_z3nh8AI/AAAAAAAABq0/mHPr78JHWDc/s400/IMG_0235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403826763226804226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight stresses, that is for certain&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Nile Court, you are sold, all papers now signed&lt;br /&gt;I am free from your weight, no longer intwined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After 8 months of cleaning, moving and worry, my mom's house is sold and we are free to move on to brighter days!  Give me an audible WU-WHO!!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5858537106637276401?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5858537106637276401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5858537106637276401' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5858537106637276401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5858537106637276401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodnight-home.html' title='Goodnight Home'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv49gQklQoI/AAAAAAAABpc/DoJ4OcypfOk/s72-c/779696-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-8589373172115280712</id><published>2009-11-13T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:48:03.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spreading "GOOD NEWS!"</title><content type='html'>How do you make your second time seeing Wicked just as exciting as the first?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv40OwHMJDI/AAAAAAAABpE/xOQfF3bV5L4/s1600-h/IMG_6110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv40OwHMJDI/AAAAAAAABpE/xOQfF3bV5L4/s400/IMG_6110.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403814030929044530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv404eNKDAI/AAAAAAAABpU/jum42BTaltY/s1600-h/IMG_6104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv404eNKDAI/AAAAAAAABpU/jum42BTaltY/s400/IMG_6104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403814747676740610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv40yjmbApI/AAAAAAAABpM/3ik7WHHv_k0/s1600-h/IMG_6108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv40yjmbApI/AAAAAAAABpM/3ik7WHHv_k0/s400/IMG_6108.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403814646045672082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring along some first timers and share in their joy and astonishment.  It was a night to remember and Jax and Madeline's first major theatre experience.  Jaxen played it cool, clapping quietly and saying things like "Yeah, it's pretty cool", while Madeline sat with eyes wide, ready to jump out of her seat with delight!  This was also our, long awaited, mother's and father's day gifts to our parents.  They too were Wicked virgins.  Watching their faces was so much fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now experiencing my post Wicked let down.  I feel a little sad now that the anticipation is over, but the night lived up to all of my expectations.  Farewell Galinda (remember, the "Ga" is silent) and Elphaba----until next time.  SIGH!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-8589373172115280712?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/8589373172115280712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=8589373172115280712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8589373172115280712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/8589373172115280712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/11/spreading-good-news.html' title='Spreading &quot;GOOD NEWS!&quot;'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sv40OwHMJDI/AAAAAAAABpE/xOQfF3bV5L4/s72-c/IMG_6110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-901083624453284679</id><published>2009-11-06T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T19:59:33.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>All it takes it faith and trust.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTuj9QBcPI/AAAAAAAABok/J4klJ3vX1I4/s1600-h/IMG_6087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTuj9QBcPI/AAAAAAAABok/J4klJ3vX1I4/s400/IMG_6087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401204154628665586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes and something I forgot......DUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween became Autumn's big day to take her first, and surprisingly stable, steps.  She made it up to 5 by that night and now is starting to cruise with grace throughout the house.  I guess, those wings really did inspire her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTwUohtkWI/AAAAAAAABo8/0uY_Rx-czJ0/s1600-h/IMG_6089+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTwUohtkWI/AAAAAAAABo8/0uY_Rx-czJ0/s400/IMG_6089+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401206090390933858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTv2FdC1BI/AAAAAAAABo0/dfQy-Hlaycg/s1600-h/IMG_6077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTv2FdC1BI/AAAAAAAABo0/dfQy-Hlaycg/s400/IMG_6077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401205565580039186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTvxQWMSaI/AAAAAAAABos/USK8pXbkYSI/s1600-h/IMG_6079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTvxQWMSaI/AAAAAAAABos/USK8pXbkYSI/s400/IMG_6079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401205482604743074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of Halloween, we were able to have the Lundbergs here from Utah.  It was low key, full of bounty and just a great night. (Notice the snow on the ground....gotta love Halloween in Colorado!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-901083624453284679?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/901083624453284679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=901083624453284679' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/901083624453284679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/901083624453284679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-it-takes-it-faith-and-trust.html' title='All it takes it faith and trust.......'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvTuj9QBcPI/AAAAAAAABok/J4klJ3vX1I4/s72-c/IMG_6087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4789504351147857394</id><published>2009-11-05T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T11:39:49.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be a man!</title><content type='html'>As I continued my nightly cleaning rituals, over the roar of football on the TV, I heard Jason clanking in the kitchen.  I was waiting for the rustle of a bag of chips or the beep from the microwave as he heats the ice cream for an easier scoop, but no.  I heard the the distinct slicing of an apple.  Could it be?  Was my husband going to eat an o-so healthy apple during monday night football?  I had a little pitter of pride in the impact all of my nagging and preaching had had.  I actually had to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvMpFs9qJSI/AAAAAAAABoc/EJsaWMs4oyM/s1600-h/IMG_6071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvMpFs9qJSI/AAAAAAAABoc/EJsaWMs4oyM/s400/IMG_6071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400705556093216034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have guessed.  To Jason and to men everywhere, this snack is totally and 100% counted as health food.  To take a fork and dip right into the jar of Nutella----now that is bold---and, I might add, totally unfair!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4789504351147857394?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4789504351147857394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4789504351147857394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4789504351147857394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4789504351147857394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-to-be-man.html' title='Oh to be a man!'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SvMpFs9qJSI/AAAAAAAABoc/EJsaWMs4oyM/s72-c/IMG_6071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4550565487916839706</id><published>2009-10-26T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:15:04.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All in due time</title><content type='html'>Seven years ago Jason baptized his dad.  It's an experience that will forever be in my top 10.  It seemed like such an unreachable occasion, but when it came, it seemed so natural, so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZwB7-rAmI/AAAAAAAABnw/GByGo4jYGNs/s1600-h/Picture_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZwB7-rAmI/AAAAAAAABnw/GByGo4jYGNs/s400/Picture_15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397124382032855650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year later, the original Rozeski Clan,  met at the temple and were sealed together.  Again, another day that ranks at the top of my list for most important/memorable days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZv4hO6-kI/AAAAAAAABno/EU6xYeCwS14/s1600-h/HP_SCANDS_3121416203716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZv4hO6-kI/AAAAAAAABno/EU6xYeCwS14/s400/HP_SCANDS_3121416203716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397124220234431042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, it seemed like a culmination of these two previous events.  Up until the last few years, Jason had been the one to go first.  But, the tide has changed, and Ed was the one to guide Jason through his next step.  Ed, now a member of the High Counsel and man who amazes everyone for his straight- forward, humble approach to fulfilling the promises he made, was able to ordain Jason a High Priest.   It was just a wonderful experience and one that we were encouraged to write down.  (Since I have totally given up on a traditional journal, the blog becomes the spot) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZyLrPRMQI/AAAAAAAABn4/XzC5vhoOCr8/s1600-h/IMG_0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZyLrPRMQI/AAAAAAAABn4/XzC5vhoOCr8/s400/IMG_0220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397126748361011458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it was a bit windy :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason so sincerely prayed and hoped that his dad would except the gospel for so many years.  Now they sit one seat away from each other on the High Counsel and Ed is showing him the ropes.  It may seem a small and common thing to some, but for our family, it is such a sweet reminder of the blessings the gospel, not only brings to individuals, but to an entire family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4550565487916839706?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4550565487916839706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4550565487916839706' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4550565487916839706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4550565487916839706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-in-due-time.html' title='All in due time'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SuZwB7-rAmI/AAAAAAAABnw/GByGo4jYGNs/s72-c/Picture_15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5504649973114772252</id><published>2009-10-18T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T12:50:05.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fall'n Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwoGR4S7I/AAAAAAAABng/13Y5oglbfGU/s1600-h/fam+pp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwoGR4S7I/AAAAAAAABng/13Y5oglbfGU/s400/fam+pp4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028812888984498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to our friends in New Orleans, heading to the pumpkin patch has been a tradition for our family since Jaxen was a baby.  Now living in Colorado, we have found our patch of choice.  There is something about the fall colors and the Colorado sun that makes this adventure my favorite to snap some moments of our ever-growing kids.  As per request of my dear friend Shawna, I handed over the lense so there are a few pictures with me in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwbbhLhuI/AAAAAAAABnY/QZ9Ek1JmK7g/s1600-h/pumpkin+patch+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwbbhLhuI/AAAAAAAABnY/QZ9Ek1JmK7g/s400/pumpkin+patch+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028595252004578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jason needs to work on setting some limits before he tells the kids "Go pick your pumpkin!!!"---I mean seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwJ6YeneI/AAAAAAAABnQ/c4j2dGoPkz4/s1600-h/pumpkin+patch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwJ6YeneI/AAAAAAAABnQ/c4j2dGoPkz4/s400/pumpkin+patch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028294299360738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwBAd3o3I/AAAAAAAABnI/Mn7fLHq9Y9g/s1600-h/pumpkin+patch+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwBAd3o3I/AAAAAAAABnI/Mn7fLHq9Y9g/s400/pumpkin+patch+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028141313762162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttv2CmC_sI/AAAAAAAABnA/QfVup6mIbFc/s1600-h/pp+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttv2CmC_sI/AAAAAAAABnA/QfVup6mIbFc/s400/pp+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394027952906370754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(go Aunt Kendra!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttvpkvFsBI/AAAAAAAABm4/hazTPfihMaE/s1600-h/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttvpkvFsBI/AAAAAAAABm4/hazTPfihMaE/s400/pp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394027738732802066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttvh_VEPdI/AAAAAAAABmw/q5jO9C15MB0/s1600-h/pp+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttvh_VEPdI/AAAAAAAABmw/q5jO9C15MB0/s400/pp+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394027608432459218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttvNgnQpEI/AAAAAAAABmo/r3nTnK5uprk/s1600-h/moo+auty+pumpkinpatch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttvNgnQpEI/AAAAAAAABmo/r3nTnK5uprk/s400/moo+auty+pumpkinpatch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394027256589886530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttvFZKZFtI/AAAAAAAABmg/2UA8xDgH3s0/s1600-h/mom+jax+alex+pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttvFZKZFtI/AAAAAAAABmg/2UA8xDgH3s0/s400/mom+jax+alex+pp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394027117150803666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttu-pMFwJI/AAAAAAAABmU/gSkQkGR5PyY/s1600-h/mom+auty+pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttu-pMFwJI/AAAAAAAABmU/gSkQkGR5PyY/s400/mom+auty+pp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394027001193808018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttukNBD2fI/AAAAAAAABmM/hmK-MZ8ofIs/s1600-h/jax+auty+pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttukNBD2fI/AAAAAAAABmM/hmK-MZ8ofIs/s400/jax+auty+pp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394026546954754546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patch can get a bit pricey, so we decided to eat lunch before we left.  Then Jro saw this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttuc0-NoLI/AAAAAAAABmE/13hXqbknUos/s1600-h/pp+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Sttuc0-NoLI/AAAAAAAABmE/13hXqbknUos/s400/pp+food.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394026420241277106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttuSt5sK_I/AAAAAAAABl8/VSVX0tMFqyo/s1600-h/pp+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttuSt5sK_I/AAAAAAAABl8/VSVX0tMFqyo/s400/pp+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394026246544567282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  I promise to show what becomes of our monster pumpkins.  Good luck to our esteemed carver!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5504649973114772252?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5504649973114772252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5504649973114772252' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5504649973114772252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5504649973114772252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/10/falln-tradition.html' title='A Fall&apos;n Tradition'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/SttwoGR4S7I/AAAAAAAABng/13Y5oglbfGU/s72-c/fam+pp4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-5123424647163611850</id><published>2009-10-17T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T07:37:28.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6000 th picture</title><content type='html'>I noticed when I was editing this morning that this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StnWjnKkMOI/AAAAAAAABl0/AevXw1fksNA/s1600-h/lydia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StnWjnKkMOI/AAAAAAAABl0/AevXw1fksNA/s400/lydia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393577936049942754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is my 6000th picture with my camera.  It seems impossible, but I'm so glad it was a good one.  Miss Lydia is always a good model.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-5123424647163611850?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/5123424647163611850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=5123424647163611850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5123424647163611850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/5123424647163611850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/10/6000-th-picture.html' title='6000 th picture'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StnWjnKkMOI/AAAAAAAABl0/AevXw1fksNA/s72-c/lydia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-497491663795367254</id><published>2009-10-12T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T17:44:49.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sportin'</title><content type='html'>Sports, sports and sportin'.  Holy cow!!!  Jason is in heaven and I am just trying to keep up. All of a sudden it seems that sports, both live and on TV are running our household. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jro gets free Rockies tickets from his work, (I think this is his favorite perk)  so we have been hittin' those games like crazy. Most fun, was the Rockies vs. the Cardinals.  We were so confused who to root for, but it was exciting to watch the Cards secure their spot in the playoffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPCvttxPwI/AAAAAAAABlE/EPUJEbE5jEU/s1600-h/rockies+game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPCvttxPwI/AAAAAAAABlE/EPUJEbE5jEU/s400/rockies+game.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391867303873822466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note, I noticed we were sitting next to our local sports reporter, Drew Soicher.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StOfWjtWNFI/AAAAAAAABks/8J9iYTDY29A/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StOfWjtWNFI/AAAAAAAABks/8J9iYTDY29A/s400/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391828388783993938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason just couldn't play it cool.  He had to strike up a conversation with the very clever line "So, is this a day off for you?"  They then proceeded to have some small talk including Drew (you know, now we are on a first name basis) telling Jason that he look like former Bronco Quarterback, Brian Griese.  ?????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StO_2iN8C-I/AAAAAAAABk0/dbT7yIKBMH8/s1600-h/brain_griese_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 312px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StO_2iN8C-I/AAAAAAAABk0/dbT7yIKBMH8/s400/brain_griese_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391864122511723490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, usually people say he looks like a different kind of warrior      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPAJmqLI5I/AAAAAAAABk8/0JwaBODvJmU/s1600-h/rambo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPAJmqLI5I/AAAAAAAABk8/0JwaBODvJmU/s400/rambo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391864450121409426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?.....I digress.   As usual, our saturday mornings are filled with soccer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPDtkawuOI/AAAAAAAABlM/sUVBZ6uDGDk/s1600-h/IMG_5854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPDtkawuOI/AAAAAAAABlM/sUVBZ6uDGDk/s400/IMG_5854.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391868366530066658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Madeline was goalie for the first time.  I think she cared more about the gloves than protecting the goal, but no matter what, she is always entertaining to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaxen has even gone to a few Broncos games.  Papa Bunzy has come through with some tickets and Jason just can't resist.  Papa Ed got in on the action and took him yesterday for the Alumni celebration.  Papa Bunzy even found him in the crowd and gave him a wave from the field, I think it was pretty cool for this nine year old guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPFmSGZvqI/AAAAAAAABlc/Rih1qkqH9LQ/s1600-h/IMG_5874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPFmSGZvqI/AAAAAAAABlc/Rih1qkqH9LQ/s400/IMG_5874.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391870440377007778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPFaX9OShI/AAAAAAAABlU/MLYfIIp4L8g/s1600-h/IMG_5868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPFaX9OShI/AAAAAAAABlU/MLYfIIp4L8g/s400/IMG_5868.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391870235790690834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Autumn is also sportin' herself a new do.  I have been waiting and waiting.  At last, a sprout has sprung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPGDu15WHI/AAAAAAAABls/VUX4W61pWFw/s1600-h/auty+first+pony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPGDu15WHI/AAAAAAAABls/VUX4W61pWFw/s400/auty+first+pony.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391870946308610162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPF90H-yuI/AAAAAAAABlk/28Xx18iewY0/s1600-h/auty+first+pony+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPF90H-yuI/AAAAAAAABlk/28Xx18iewY0/s400/auty+first+pony+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391870844647426786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here Jason is off playing baseball with his dad, and before he left, was talking about how close it is to ski season.   AHHHH!!!!!  I must cling to the one thing keeps me sane.   At least he is not a big sports center, obsessed, couch fan.  As long as he is still active and as long as the lawn is mowed and he helps with the kids.... I guess I can't complain too much!  Gotta go, the troops are calling for some chow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Cards..... I mean Rockies!  Or is it Broncos, no  Bumble Bees.....whatever.......Go TEAM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-497491663795367254?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/497491663795367254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=497491663795367254' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/497491663795367254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/497491663795367254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/10/sportin.html' title='Sportin&apos;'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/StPCvttxPwI/AAAAAAAABlE/EPUJEbE5jEU/s72-c/rockies+game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366603788045768015.post-4708380740993040326</id><published>2009-10-09T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:12:42.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath time</title><content type='html'>I must say, that bath time is one of my favorite parts of being a mom!  Everyone is happy, relaxed and best of all they are clean and fresh!!!  Smell that baby lotion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9u3-N-dvI/AAAAAAAABkk/s68jUWMwzVM/s1600-h/autyeli+bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9u3-N-dvI/AAAAAAAABkk/s68jUWMwzVM/s400/autyeli+bath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390649186859251442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9uxnb_VHI/AAAAAAAABkc/kKaICmaiZog/s1600-h/auty+eli+bath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9uxnb_VHI/AAAAAAAABkc/kKaICmaiZog/s400/auty+eli+bath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390649077664797810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9urWmAeZI/AAAAAAAABkU/f0ije1rxcuI/s1600-h/autyeli+bath+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9urWmAeZI/AAAAAAAABkU/f0ije1rxcuI/s400/autyeli+bath+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648970064198034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9ulKHmtAI/AAAAAAAABkM/WFV7blSNmXI/s1600-h/autyeli+bath+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9ulKHmtAI/AAAAAAAABkM/WFV7blSNmXI/s400/autyeli+bath+(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648863636239362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9ufx_FLsI/AAAAAAAABkE/8vGb6jmKF60/s1600-h/autyeli+bath+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9ufx_FLsI/AAAAAAAABkE/8vGb6jmKF60/s400/autyeli+bath+(6).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648771258691266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9uaV4mYLI/AAAAAAAABj8/B3et9x66BoU/s1600-h/autyeli+bath+(5).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 252px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9uaV4mYLI/AAAAAAAABj8/B3et9x66BoU/s400/autyeli+bath+(5).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390648677815967922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366603788045768015-4708380740993040326?l=rozeski.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/feeds/4708380740993040326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8366603788045768015&amp;postID=4708380740993040326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4708380740993040326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366603788045768015/posts/default/4708380740993040326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rozeski.blogspot.com/2009/10/bath-time.html' title='Bath time'/><author><name>Melissa Rozeski</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/TQbvyDK1yeI/AAAAAAAADoI/8rTSMJSFz3k/S220/IMG_9264.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Gpnr1GhvP5Q/Ss9u3-N-dvI/AAAAAAAABkk/s68jUWMwzVM/s72-c/autyeli+bath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
