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told</category><title>HOUSE OF ROSE</title><description></description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-7540299810378649194</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 20:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-20T14:36:16.280-06:00</atom:updated><title>YOU ARE NOT LOST</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;HOUSE OF ROSE still exists!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Visit my new domain: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;http://houseofroseblog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-not-lost.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><thr:total>66</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-2808179362539595292</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 22:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T16:25:36.023-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Happy Birthday to me</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">New Domain</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Wordpress Blog</category><title>My Husband Rocks!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Ok, so once again...I can honestly say I am ONE LUCKY CHICA! If you missed this last post, &lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/husband-hack-part-2/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;Husband Hack: Part 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you NEED to click&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/husband-hack-part-2/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;I now have my very own domain: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;http://houseofroseblog.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I have been wanting to do this for awhile, but never had the time or the knowledge so I am so grateful that hubby has done it for me! THANK YOU BABA! It may take me a few days to figure out how to manuever on this new wordpress site, but rest assured, you are going to love the new site!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This will officially be my LAST POST on&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;No worries, House of Rose will still carry on....it will just carry on under a new blog address. I will now be doing all posts on my new domain&lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/&quot;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE if you have me listed on your blogroll...update the information to reflect my new domain &lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;http://houseofroseblog.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Deal? Deal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Thank you ALL for the birthday wishes! It has been such a great day and more fun to come! Make sure you check out my new blog so you can see what &lt;a href=&quot;http://houseofroseblog.com/happy-birthday-2009/&quot;&gt;hubby&#39;s 2nd &lt;/a&gt;gift to me was!&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-husband-rocks.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-2266006754694584989</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 05:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T00:05:41.588-06:00</atom:updated><title>Husband Hack: Part 2</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZzxaLZ1HVI/AAAAAAAAB64/xz2bIaInzU0/s1600-h/happy+birthday.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZzxaLZ1HVI/AAAAAAAAB64/xz2bIaInzU0/s320/happy+birthday.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304379893175622994&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I interrupt this normally scheduled broadcast to give you this very special announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;My wife&#39;s B&#39;day is today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&#39;s right, my wife is trying to catch up to me and is turning the age of 28!  Let&#39;s all sing....&quot;Happy Birthday To You......&quot;.  Okay, my singing is horrible so I&#39;ll continue to the point of this husband hack.  I invite you on a short journey to what Daddy Rose got Mommy Rose for her birthday.  If you didn&#39;t get this yet by visiting her blog, Mommy Rose is kind of tough to buy for, so I had to try and be creative.  Let&#39;s see how I did.   Ready to find out?  Just click &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.houseofroseblog.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to end your curiosity.</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/husband-hack-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZzxaLZ1HVI/AAAAAAAAB64/xz2bIaInzU0/s72-c/happy+birthday.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-3015056834691907689</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-18T22:37:16.181-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Giveaway</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Webb Family</category><title>A few announcements....</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;First, Kelly, from the &lt;a href=&quot;http://tomandkellywebb.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Webb family &lt;/a&gt;had her baby today! Mason Ray Webb was born at 4:29pm. Congratulations Kel and Tom and big brother Logan! (You will have to read her blog when she starts posting about her labor...because it literally lasted like a millisecond!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;AND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://southernbellejm.blogspot.com/2009/02/trip-giveaway.html&quot;&gt;A Tale of a Southern Belle &lt;/a&gt;is giving away a cruise to the Bahama&#39;s....and no...it&#39;s not a joke!!!! Is this not the best giveaway you&#39;ve ever seen? GO SIGN UP NOW....or DON&#39;T....then I&#39;ll have more of a chance of winning. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-announcements.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-6336339002774986743</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 15:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-18T09:25:16.926-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jason Mesnick</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor</category><title>The Bachelor: A Twisted Ending</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZwnz_wtOYI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tAc1nE9O6ac/s1600-h/IMG_0183.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304158235378137474&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZwnz_wtOYI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tAc1nE9O6ac/s320/IMG_0183.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I was just reading one of my favorite blogs, &lt;a href=&quot;http://makemineamojito.blogspot.com/2009/02/bachelor-spoliers.html&quot;&gt;Make Mine a Mojito&lt;/a&gt;, and I was stunned by her post! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;If you are a Bachelor freak...like me (and Mrs. Mojito)...you are gonna die when you read this. Let me just start by saying...if you like surprises and happy endings &lt;a href=&quot;http://realitysteve.com/blog/?p=113&quot;&gt;DO NOT CLICK HERE!&lt;/a&gt; If you do, you will be thoroughly disappointed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I thought Jason was a good guy. Boy was I fooled. You will be too if you &lt;a href=&quot;http://realitysteve.com/blog/?p=113&quot;&gt;read this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/bachelor-twisted-ending.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZwnz_wtOYI/AAAAAAAAB6o/tAc1nE9O6ac/s72-c/IMG_0183.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-4827445443227605855</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2009 14:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-18T08:46:25.493-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jeff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker Swimming Lesson</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toddler swimming</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Valentine&#39;s Day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Victoria Secret</category><title>Dinner with friends, swimming attempt #3, &amp; be my valentine recap</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Since I didn&#39;t get to do much of a weekend recap, and I had lots to share, I thought I would still try and fit it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Two of my favorite people came to town this weekend...Courtney and her fiance Brett of course! I have known Court since I was little little. Actually, her brother Lee and I were bf&#39;s forever. Lee was one of J &amp;amp; I&#39;s roommates in college. Ohhh the stories I could tell on that kid! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Brett, Court, me, &amp;amp; J&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303129526893780882&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZiANSBjn5I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/qLAJ6TLEJZU/s320/IMG_4304.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;C &amp;amp; B were in town to do some &quot;wedding planning&quot; with her parents (that are honestly like my 2nd parents). We all had the chance to go to dinner! We even got a babysitter for the night! Woo woo! This is Lori&#39;s &quot;I don&#39;t want to be on your blog&quot; pose! She was literally like...&quot;NO, don&#39;t take my picture for the blog.&quot; Of course, you knew I would have to post it! Oh and so you can see what a MILF she is! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Les &amp;amp; Lori&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303129533027371698&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZiANo36yrI/AAAAAAAAB5g/iuJRo90t5P0/s320/IMG_4306.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Court has finally gave in and started her own blog! I am so excited she has joined the blog world and I will now be able to blog stalk her! You can check out &quot;Leave it to Oswald&quot;  &lt;a href=&quot;http://brettandcourtneyoswald.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Saturday....well....you guessed it. Saturday was swimming 101 for the THIRD time! I was almost positive that P was going to put me in a bad mood for the entire valentines day. Can I just say....I WAS SOOO TOTALLY WRONG!!! He loved swimming this time! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I have no idea why, but he was a different child this time in the pool. He stayed in the water the ENTIRE 50 minutes. He smiled. He laughed. He kicked. He went under. He blew bubbles. He jumped off the side. He played. IT WAS FANTASTIC!! You have no idea how happy I was! I even have a video of him going under that I&#39;ll try and post later. And he even trys to swim and blow bubbles in the tub now!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Saturday night, as I already reported, J cooked me a nice romantic dinner! It was super yummy! He did such a great job! It was a lemon chicken pasta dish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303880787783097618&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZsrea7UnRI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/gZlZ4Jl3b9Q/s320/IMG_4346.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;We even had chocolate covered strawberries for dessert. Wait, I should say...I....even had chocolate covered strawberries for dessert...because there were 5....and I ate them all! Tubby tubby! Yea....all of those....went in to my belly. OOPS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303880792034207010&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZsreqw3ZSI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/EWF9eQed4oU/s320/IMG_4355.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And that Victoria Secret box I was talking about.....here is what I found in it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303880796059075378&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZsre5weAzI/AAAAAAAAB6g/5S0LLFsjTAY/s320/IMG_4358.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;There was even a little slow dancing in the living room. Again, since this post needs to remain PG 13 I will have to stop there. :) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/dinner-with-friends-swimming-attempt-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZiANSBjn5I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/qLAJ6TLEJZU/s72-c/IMG_4304.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-5718523025292379337</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Feb 2009 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-17T09:00:01.994-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jason Mesnick</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor Episode 7</category><title>The Bachelor: Episode 7 - hot dog analogies only get you so far</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZo35efxKFI/AAAAAAAAB6I/A82IYYmoI-k/s1600-h/jason-mesnick-at-the-rose-ceremony.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303612971760560210&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZo35efxKFI/AAAAAAAAB6I/A82IYYmoI-k/s320/jason-mesnick-at-the-rose-ceremony.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It&#39;s official. Tonight Jason had to narrow it down to 2 girls. The FINAL 2 girls. One of which will be his future wife. No pressure Jason. Ha! Wait, you did sign up for this (again) didn&#39;t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 3 women each got an overnight date with Jason in New Zealand. Again, realistic ABC. New Zealand is where I had ALL of my first overnighters. Ahem, dad if your reading, don&#39;t worry....I didn&#39;t have that many overnighters. Anyway, back to Jason and the ladies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His first date was with Jillian, who he picked up in a helicopter to tour the New Zealand mountains. Jason felt that they were definitely &quot;best friends&quot;, but could it be more? My favorite line from him on this date was when the helicopter landed on a ridge in new Zealand and they both got out... talk about scripted ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: &quot;Just Jillian and me alone. We were literally the only ones around for miles and miles&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Except for the helicopter pilot and the camera crew filming every minute of your time together! Oh...I forgot...those people don&#39;t count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second date with Molly consisted of bungee jumping. This is the part of the show where (if I were Molly) I would have grabbed my things, said &quot;c-ya&quot;, and gave the camera&#39;s a big peace sign. I don&#39;t care how cute you are or how much of a connection I have with you....I am NOT jumping off a ledge hundreds of feet in the air only connected by a cord. Done. Over. Peace Out. Thank goodness Molly is more adventurous than me because she was up for the challenge and wanted to do it a 2nd time! There is still something about this Molly chick that annoys me though. She is just too proper for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;His last date was with Melissa. Melissa dropped the big L-bomb on him and he seemed to be digging it. The last time a guy dropped the big L-bomb on me after the 42nd day.....I changed my number! Oh wait, no I didn&#39;t...I married him. Shoot. I guess I like that kinda thing too. Jason seemed to be concerned that he still hasn&#39;t met big M&#39;s parents, but honestly, I think he has such a connection with her that it isn&#39;t going to matter. After all, he&#39;s not marrying her parents. Plus, he made a comment that Melissa reminded him of Deanna and his ex. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, he sent Jillian back home to Canada. I liked Jill. Although, I got slightly annoyed every time she called Jason &quot;babe&quot;. It just didn&#39;t fit. Anyhow, he confessed to Jillian that they were on the &quot;bf&quot; path. She didn&#39;t seem to be listening too much because instead of taking the rejection....she just kept pouring her heart out to him. I&#39;m always wondering to myself why these women do that. Do they think &quot;hmmm let&#39;s see what I can say to make him change his mind&quot;? I mean, ladies, its national television and he just axed you....why would you try and convince him to change his mind? He obviously did not choose you for a reason. ACCEPT IT....and move on to the &#39;cry your eyes out&#39; limo ride. The faster you get that over with the faster you can realize how blind you were for the last 6 weeks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week, the double M&#39;s get to meet Ty! And I&#39;m assuming next week is when Deanna makes her big Season 14 debut???? I have yet to understand what she possibly has to say!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and remember when I predicted who he proposed to based on hair color and nails? It&#39;s a brunette with fake nails remember? I guess that leaves the big finale no secret...M from Dallas must be Jason&#39;s future wife. Unless Molly dyes her hair and gets fake nails before the rose ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/bachelor-episode-7-hot-dog-analogies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZo35efxKFI/AAAAAAAAB6I/A82IYYmoI-k/s72-c/jason-mesnick-at-the-rose-ceremony.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-4100930991233676619</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-16T15:53:32.458-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bathtub Safety</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Safety tips for bathtime</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toddler Safety</category><title>Baby Bathtub Safety</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZNTimmZyHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/qkPnErbgbZI/s1600-h/IMG_4272_PS+copy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301673040287484018&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZNTimmZyHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/qkPnErbgbZI/s320/IMG_4272_PS+copy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I figured I better start taking all the pictures I can of him in the tub....I am pretty sure as soon as he can start talking sentences....he will not let me snap anymore naked shots. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little boy is growing up. NOOO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we are talking bathtubs here, I thought I would do a little &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&quot;BATHTIME SAFETY&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lecture. Here are a few safety tips to remember when bathing your baby/toddler:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;1. Never leave your baby unattended during bath time. NOT EVEN FOR A SECOND! Not even when you&#39;re just filling the tub with water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Play it safe by staying within arm&#39;s reach when your baby/toddler is around water, whether it&#39;s in an adult or toddler tub. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;2. Remember, bath seats do not mean your baby will be safe alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bath seats give a false sense of security. Many tub drownings have involved bath seats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;3. Plan ahead. Make sure you have everything on hand before you start the bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; You don&#39;t want to have to scurry for a washcloth or towel while your baby is in the tub. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;4. When bathing your baby, fill the tub with as little water as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Two inches is a good amount. Be careful about scalding water. The water should feel warm, not hot. Before you put your baby in the tub, test the temperature. If you&#39;re using a thermometer, baby bath water should be between 90 and 100 degrees. But again, test it out with your hand and use your best judgement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;5. If you need to leave the bathroom, take your baby with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Don&#39;t rely on older children to watch the baby for you. Make this rule as stringent as strapping your baby into her car seat every time you drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;6. Always empty the bathtub immediately after bath time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Babies can drown in as little as one inch of water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;7. If your baby has graduated to a regular bathtub, attach rubber strips to the bottom of the tub to prevent slipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. I have read that you should not leave a baby/toddler unattended (at ANY time) until they have reached the age of 5 years old.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:100%;&quot;&gt;Some websites say 4, but let&#39;s play it safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;9. It&#39;s important to communicate to your baby/toddler&#39;s caregivers, spouse, and the baby&#39;s grandparents about these safety tips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Better yet, if they&#39;re new to bath time, tell them not to give your baby a bath while you&#39;re away if that&#39;s possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;10. All it takes is a split second for something unexpected to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 100 children under 5 years old drown in bathtubs in the United States each year. Most of the deaths occur when the child is left alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE...be responsible when your child is taking a bath! I know I NEVER take my eyes of P when he&#39;s in the tub!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-bathtub-safety.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZNTimmZyHI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/qkPnErbgbZI/s72-c/IMG_4272_PS+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-8705755349668413806</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 15:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-16T09:48:04.625-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family time</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Klaya</category><title>Taking a walk...</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_HgjOQFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/V13tSRkph9I/s1600-h/IMG_4221.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524684667666514&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_HgjOQFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/V13tSRkph9I/s320/IMG_4221.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank goodness the snow has melted and it&#39;s getting warmer. Almost. Sorta. Well, for a day or so it was warm. We took full advantage with a little sunday stroll. Two dogs and a toddler. This is why I love Spring. I wish it would hurry up and get here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524680515523378&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_HRFRkzI/AAAAAAAAB1A/uhTHmW1IYaM/s320/IMG_4212.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;J was in charge of the dogs and I had the P man. When J got tired of dragging around 2 dogs (or letting 2 dogs drag him around), he decided to let P walk one of them. I wish you could see from the front. P had the leash in hand and Holly was pulling his stroller. Very safe. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524693879163602&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_IC3aitI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/v9s1rbs0hfI/s320/IMG_4225.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I have the day off today for President&#39;s Day so I am hoping to get some serious blogging done. We&#39;ll see. My &quot;to do&quot; list is quite long....and it involves a lot of Elmo video&#39;s. :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/taking-walk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_HgjOQFI/AAAAAAAAB1I/V13tSRkph9I/s72-c/IMG_4221.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-7975540303706472457</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 00:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T19:00:34.556-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jeff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Valentine&#39;s Day</category><title>My romantic hubby</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;As if this wasn&#39;t sign enough that it was Valentine&#39;s Day...my pretzel I was eating today...just happened to be in the shape of a heart when I looked down. awww.&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302818660900411298&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZdlef9IF6I/AAAAAAAAB44/z3L33vEmbHs/s320/IMG_4292.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; All day J has been acting...&quot;blah&quot;. I kept asking him where we should go to dinner. No response. Kind of like he could care less! I was so FRUSTRATED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know he had a big romantic dinner planned for me! I should have known my &quot;very romantic&quot; husband wouldn&#39;t leave me hanging on the biggest LOVE day of the year. He even hid all the ingredients at his office until tonight. Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is in the kitchen right now cooking me up a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302818668109452466&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZdle6z5VLI/AAAAAAAAB5I/KP7iakKz2RE/s320/IMG_4327.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tv is on Sirius XM Love Songs. There are candles on the dining room table. We are kidless for the night. I saw chocolate covered strawberries in the refrigerator. And his present for me, is in a Victoria Secret box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302818662160815058&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZdlekpoU9I/AAAAAAAAB5A/5wVfX6ZzDVk/s320/IMG_4322.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I gotta keep this post PG 13 so I&#39;ll leave it at that. Happy Valentine&#39;s Day!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-romantic-hubby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZdlef9IF6I/AAAAAAAAB44/z3L33vEmbHs/s72-c/IMG_4292.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-2895847226977959001</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Feb 2009 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-13T08:57:00.269-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker&#39;s sick</category><title>Happy P is back!</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZWJE12oYFI/AAAAAAAAB4o/P_MhKnnnRjs/s1600-h/IMG_4290.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302294852567326802&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZWJE12oYFI/AAAAAAAAB4o/P_MhKnnnRjs/s320/IMG_4290.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZWH6okYPwI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ne97scz7yso/s1600-h/IMG_4291.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302293577690791682&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZWH6okYPwI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ne97scz7yso/s320/IMG_4291.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was my lil P man yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laying on the floor with CG and Miss K while mommy got ready for work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A RARE rare rare occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never sits still, so I instantly knew something was not quite right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A mommy&#39;s instinct is always right....P had the 24 hour flu bug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puking.Fever.Not Eating.Lethargic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was actually holding the towel up by his face (mommy&#39;s orders) in case he had to throw up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, today I have my happy P back! He woke up feeling like a rockstar and so far is playing like a normal 19 month old! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a his 18 month wellness check today so we will get to see how much he has grown! Dr. L will also get to see his nasty burn marks and probably wonder if I am the worst mommy on earth. :( Gosh, I am still feeling bad about those darn burns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-p-is-back.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZWJE12oYFI/AAAAAAAAB4o/P_MhKnnnRjs/s72-c/IMG_4290.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-5441303887828889575</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T10:07:03.575-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jeff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Klaya</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snow</category><title>Snow Days!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; J&#39;s version of snow boots. His camo army boots he wore in Iraq...in the DESERT! Far from snow boots when most of their miles have been tracked in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY41B3j1EQI/AAAAAAAAB0o/3sTYtE1XcGM/s1600-h/IMG_3896.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300232117672022274&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY41B3j1EQI/AAAAAAAAB0o/3sTYtE1XcGM/s320/IMG_3896.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And...who plays in the snow in shorts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300232294543855954&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY41MKdXEVI/AAAAAAAAB04/q7owUw3pPQQ/s320/IMG_3905.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300232116847236274&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY41B0fL1LI/AAAAAAAAB0w/ldfNons5dnE/s320/IMG_3900.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;It&#39;s a good thing he didn&#39;t get sick after this. I would have hated to say &quot;I told you so&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-days.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY41B3j1EQI/AAAAAAAAB0o/3sTYtE1XcGM/s72-c/IMG_3896.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-6688125617514214740</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 20:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T16:22:12.510-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Alliance Investment Planning Group</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog makeover</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">CNBC</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jeff</category><title>Bear with me....</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;........I&#39;m doing a little blog makeover. Nina made me a new header and I am playing with different options! Feel free to let me know what you truly think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, REALLY good news about J! CNBC called him today and wants him to fly out and be on a show called &quot;On The Money&quot;. Yea, for real. CNBC. The show is on at 9pm CST right before Mad Money. Not sure details yet, but I will keep you posted!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Oh and I sound like a man in the fake smile video because I lost my voice for 3 days and was just starting to get it back. I really don&#39;t sound like that normally. :) I HAD to disclose that. &lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/bear-with-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-1901793819260177547</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 14:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T14:38:28.590-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fake Smile</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker&#39;s mean face</category><title>my lil entertainer</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;P is an ENTERTAINER! He loves to be taught tricks and to perform (yes, kind of like a dog but smarter). So his latest and greatest trick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;&quot;Give me your FAKE SMILE&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299528904999808578&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu1dgNtrkI/AAAAAAAABzg/FoFPAP6epbI/s320/IMG_4127_PS+copy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000000;&quot;&gt;He has many versions of his fake smile. And I don&#39;t even have to ask now. As soon as I bust out the camera, he starts the fake smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301315163982925538&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZIODdeYDuI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/MI98E2XCZLs/s320/IMG_4255.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;This one is the &quot;hurry up and take the picture, I can&#39;t hold this fake smile much longer.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301315166630320770&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZIODnVkGoI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/Ii-6UMQaiPs/s320/IMG_4256.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299528912469295474&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu1d8ClAXI/AAAAAAAABzo/5wfku3ci848/s320/IMG_4147_PS+copy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Trust me, it&#39;s better than...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300229939589876978&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY4zDFklDPI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/8Yf43ORAfTo/s320/IMG_3462.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; &lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Mean Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And those of you who have seen his real smile...know it doesn&#39;t look anything like his fake one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I couldn&#39;t resist. This is a video of him flashing the fake smile in full force. He thinks it&#39;s funny and I can see why...it TOTALLY is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowFullScreen=&#39;true&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;true&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;true&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzN2Ezc1fC9VX7jSzp-kRBqPgo3BXb7Cl_BaMc7LZmZY9u2tzInKqhXNz-zysuPQk_-m-BD9sg-LU5r3R-cOQ&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; FRAMEBORDER=&#39;0&#39; /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18276848fc455507&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-lil-entertainer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu1dgNtrkI/AAAAAAAABzg/FoFPAP6epbI/s72-c/IMG_4127_PS+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-3092584471045552584</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 00:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-10T18:59:26.728-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toddler burns</category><title>boo boo update</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZIdg3APcAI/AAAAAAAAB2g/gRBybR2Wbak/s1600-h/IMG_4277.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301332161726476290&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZIdg3APcAI/AAAAAAAAB2g/gRBybR2Wbak/s320/IMG_4277.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here&#39;s a little picture update on the burns. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t they look painful? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I FEEL SO BAD FOR HIM! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I tried to bandage them, but it wasn&#39;t having any part of it. I gave him a little tylenol and burn spray and that seemed to help some.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I thought he was oblivious to the pain yesterday because I kept asking to see his boo boo and he kept pointing to his boobies! OOPS! But, today is a different story. He hurts. Mommy feels bad. :(&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/boo-boo-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZIdg3APcAI/AAAAAAAAB2g/gRBybR2Wbak/s72-c/IMG_4277.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-3515651649541815137</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 20:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-10T15:08:15.767-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deanna Pappas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor Episode 6</category><title>The Bachelor: Episode 6 The Dead Dove</title><description>First things first, I have been puking since 6am. I have no idea why. I am just now feeling good enough to open up my lap top and jot down all my thoughts about last night&#39;s episode of The Bachelor. Sorry it&#39;s delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was hometown dates. Jason got to meet the family&#39;s of the 4 remaining women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He started off in Canada where he was introduced to Jillian&#39;s family. Jillian has been one of my favorites ever since the hot dot analogy surfaced in episode 1. However, this week changed my opinion of her a little. She finally opens up to Jason about her mother&#39;s battle with depression. *RED FLAG* If I were Jason I would have been thinking, &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;, I wonder if it runs in the family?&quot; I mean, do you want to take the chance of marrying someone who has the potential to be depressed for years? Uh, yikes. That would be a no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Molly&#39;s hometown in Michigan. There is just something about Molly that I don&#39;t like. Maybe she&#39;s too preppy. She just never seems to get emotional. I saw the most emotion out of her when she claimed &quot;I will NEVER bring someone home that my parent&#39;s don&#39;t LOVE!&quot; Really? Your parent&#39;s have that much control over you? Aren&#39;t your parents suppose to love whatever makes you happy. Maybe I was raised differently. I do, however, like her dad&#39;s advice of &quot;Just remember what I said. If you get in that limo...don&#39;t cry.&quot; This could possible explain why we see no emotion from Molly. Her dad has drilled it in her head since she was probably 3! Although, I think she will need the advice for next week because I definitely see a limo ride in her near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Michigan, Jason headed to California to meet the crazies...I mean Naomi&#39;s family. This might have been the weirdest hometown date in the history of The Bachelor. First, Naomi&#39;s mom had Jason hula hooping...&quot;be one with the hula hoop&quot;. As if that wasn&#39;t weird enough, she busts out that a dove killed itself on her windshield and she kept it in the fridge in a paper bag so they could give it a proper burial. Jason had the honor of doing the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;eulogy&lt;/span&gt;. I could have sworn I was going to see Ashton &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Kutcher&lt;/span&gt; come out of the bushes and scream &quot;You&#39;ve been &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;PUNKED&lt;/span&gt;&quot;, but unfortunately, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;Naomi&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; mom was serious. It was not a joke. Oh Naomi, you should have known at that very moment....your chances were over. And then Jason gets cornered by Naomi&#39;s dad Hector who lectured him on his thoughts on JESUS. Now, I love Jesus people, but how inappropriate for her dad to push it down Jason&#39;s throat. And even more funny, because Jason is Jewish. Needless to say, CA was a bust and I am sure Jason could NEVER see himself introducing Ty to these crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Dallas, Melissa&#39;s parents refused to meet Jason. How supportive of them. They were not comfortable with the &quot;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;publicness&lt;/span&gt;&quot; of it all. Instead he met some of her best friends, who also had never met Melissa&#39;s parents???? Do her parents live in a bubble? How is Jason suppose to propose to someone when he&#39;s never met her family. Having just left Naomi&#39;s &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;wacko&lt;/span&gt; parents he was probably wanting to make sure Melissa had normal parents. Unfortunately for Melissa, I think this is going to hinder her chances. Although, I do still think she could get the final rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was Naomi (thank god) who was left rose-less. The crazy family did it for ya sweetie. If you had any chance of winning Jason&#39;s heart....it was gone the second he met crazy mom, Hector, and the hula hoop clan. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK is the episode I have been waiting all season to see. DEANNA RETURNS!!!!!!!!!! However, here is what I just &lt;a href=&quot;http://reality_bytes.today.com/2009/01/21/bachelor-update-bachelor-jason-mesnick-to-deal-with-deanna-hoax/&quot;&gt;read&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301276390824378098&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZHqykNAfvI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ry264ZWiM2s/s320/untitled.bmp&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;It was all scripted. Deanna doesn&#39;t really want Jason back. She is dating Ace from The Real World. ABC set it all up to add drama to the show. Yea, that sucks, because I really wanted to watch Deanna get HER heart broken when Jason said &quot;see ya!&quot;.</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/bachelor-episode-6-dead-dove.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SZHqykNAfvI/AAAAAAAAB1g/Ry264ZWiM2s/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>33</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-1938063568920949806</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-09T11:09:07.916-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">John A. Logan Swim lessons</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker Swimming Lesson</category><title>Does this explain it?</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY4ycIKBsaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/sLrj3SL5XmY/s1600-h/IMG_4183.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300229270268916130&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY4ycIKBsaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/sLrj3SL5XmY/s320/IMG_4183.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I had better news, but really...the face says enough right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m pretty sure he was thinking, &quot;swimming sucks mom&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, so it looks like all he did was hate it, but he actually did better than last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stayed in the water for 30 minutes (instead of 20). Not bad. But, not good being the fact the swim lessons are 50 minutes. He went under TWICE. Not by choice, but hey, it was part of the lesson. When he wasn&#39;t whining, he did really good with the kicking on his back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when it was time for all the kids to &quot;jump&quot; (which means jump off the side of the pool to their mommy&#39;s).....he made his escape. I set him on the edge of the pool so he could &quot;pretend&quot; to jump to me and the second he got out of the water......he RAN to daddy who was sitting and observing. That was it. The end. OVER. I tried to get him back, but he wasn&#39;t having it. So to avoid making a huge scene I let him be done. Afterall, 30 minutes isn&#39;t terrible right? I have to admit, even I was kind of getting tired of the pool after 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am REALLY hoping this swim lesson thing gets easier as the weeks go on. May 2nd, is a long time to have to deal with this.</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/does-this-explain-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY4ycIKBsaI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/sLrj3SL5XmY/s72-c/IMG_4183.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-5630560789081122829</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 20:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-08T14:58:18.115-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">burn remedies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toddler burns</category><title>What to do if your toddler gets burned...</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_VjlP74I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/e1uQxBnvSQo/s1600-h/IMG_4215.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300524925999640450&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_VjlP74I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/e1uQxBnvSQo/s320/IMG_4215.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning was NOT a good morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P tripped and fell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this time...what he fell in to was not just the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell on top of my chi iron (for those of you who don&#39;t know what a chi is - it&#39;s a hair straightner).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it was ON...and H O T! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was right behind him so I was able to grab him up before it got really bad. But, he did get 2 burns. It&#39;s hard to see in the pics, but he has one on the middle of his palm (that has started to blister) and one on his forearm. Poor lil guy. He cried for 3o minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now he keeps coming up to me and wanting me to kiss his boo boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea what to do for him...so of course, I googled &quot;what to do if your toddler gets burned&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s what I found out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Quickly cool the area by submerging it in cool water 10 to 15 minutes.&lt;/strong&gt; P wouldn&#39;t let me run it under water so I got a cold wash cloth and gently dabbed the burns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Dry the area and cover it with a sterile bandage.&lt;/strong&gt; If your toddler is uncomfortable, give him the appropriate dose of acetaminophen (baby tylenol) or ibprofen to ease the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. If the burn starts to blister, apply an antiseptic ointment and cover the area loosely with a nonstick bandage. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Never try to break a blister. Blisters are an important part of the skin&#39;s healing process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Don&#39;t put butter, grease, lotion, or powder on the burn. All of these could increase the risk of infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Don&#39;t use ice, which can further damage the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this doesn&#39;t happen to your toddler, but in case it does, you&#39;ll be more prepared than I was.</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-to-do-if-your-toddler-gets-burned.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY8_VjlP74I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/e1uQxBnvSQo/s72-c/IMG_4215.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>292</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-5533285361006395228</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 21:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-07T19:23:47.741-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">House For Sale</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Klaya</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Klaya and Holly</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker Swimming Lesson</category><title>swimming, cleaning, and dog sitting...OH MY!</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; I forgot to post these pictures from the wedding last weekend. I was too busy posting pics of the bride and groom and of P man! &lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300230932758625570&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY4z85adfSI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kOtb__jIvpk/s320/IMG_4013.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299527815053939890&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu0eD2XlLI/AAAAAAAABzA/SPOYaljxdjg/s320/IMG_4016+copy.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; Not much going on in the Rose household this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;A friend of mine from work was in a severe car accident on Friday morning with a semi, but is thankfully alive and doing just fine! She is sooo lucky!! I am glad she is ok! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;P&#39;s second attempt at SWIMMING 101 came this morning. I plan to post on that later. Let&#39;s just say....it went better than last time...and I&#39;ll leave it at that for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;We have some people coming to look at our house this afternoon so I have been on yet another cleaning frenzy. Selling a house sucks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;We are babysitting my parent&#39;s boxer this weekend so we have a house full! Between P, Klaya, and Holly...there is never a dull moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Hope you all are enjoying your weekend. XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/swimming-cleaning-and-dog-sittingoh-my.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SY4z85adfSI/AAAAAAAAB0g/kOtb__jIvpk/s72-c/IMG_4013.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-5301913665572862202</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Feb 2009 22:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-06T16:56:30.028-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Electrical Cords</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Parker</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Toddler Safety</category><title>Toddler safety 101</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu12Gt1ByI/AAAAAAAABz4/RNI0QoYiGRI/s1600-h/IMG_4146_PS+copy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299529324827432210&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu118Ma1RI/AAAAAAAABzw/JlrOKu-KmWo/s320/IMG_4150.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Hey P.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I&#39;m pretty sure that sticking the plug up your nose is not gonna create enough of a charge to get my laptop working. Unless your boogers have super magical powers that I don&#39;t know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I&#39;m pretty sure that not every mom let&#39;s their child play with electrical cords.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;And I&#39;m pretty sure that when your cooking dinner, doing laundry, talking on the phone, and blogging all at the same time....you will let your child play with whatever holds his attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;*DCFS Disclaimer: The cord was not plugged in to the electrical outlet. Do not come knocking at my door please. I typically do not let my child play with electrical equipment. Only when I am desperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/toddler-safety-101.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYu118Ma1RI/AAAAAAAABzw/JlrOKu-KmWo/s72-c/IMG_4150.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-9164364645159400017</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 21:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-05T20:07:33.923-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Giveaway</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Raising Grace</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Winner</category><title>AND THE WINNER IS....</title><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYuVmcQgtEI/AAAAAAAAByo/tux7jZi5n3c/s1600-h/IMG_4129.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299493874184533058&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYuVmcQgtEI/AAAAAAAAByo/tux7jZi5n3c/s320/IMG_4129.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://velafamilycc.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Vela Family from Raising Grace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I decided to do the drawing at work today (mainly so I could have some help). &lt;a href=&quot;http://caleighalex.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Caleigh&lt;/a&gt;, the newest addition to our office (and a fellow blog friend) was nice enough to give me a hand! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Here is proof that I actually did take the time to do a drawing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299493878182369090&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYuVmrJq10I/AAAAAAAAByw/mJI2WVHuVBc/s320/IMG_4131.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt; And here is proof that I did draw Vela Family&#39;s comment! She is a new reader to my blog, but has an adorable little girl and great pictures on her blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299498875911003026&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYuaJlJB25I/AAAAAAAABy4/m1M2VCS0EZ0/s320/IMG_4136.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Thanks to EVERYONE who participated!!! It was sooo much fun to get all the comments, new followers, and especially fun to read hubby&#39;s comments! I think I&#39;ll be doing another giveaway VERY soon! XOXO&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-winner-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYuVmcQgtEI/AAAAAAAAByo/tux7jZi5n3c/s72-c/IMG_4129.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-3636274139187144779</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 03:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-04T21:31:04.371-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Blog Giveaway</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Evelien Kong</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">MTV True Life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Winner</category><title>Giveaway has ended and MTV didn&#39;t want us!</title><description>I am officially ending my giveaway! I was so glad that so many of you commented, became followers, and left comments on hubby&#39;s blog. Seriously, you guys are awesome! I am going to try and announce the winner tomorrow, but most likely it will be Friday. I had 93 comments just on my blog, 55 new follower&#39;s, and I haven&#39;t even counted all the comments on hubby&#39;s blog...but point us...that&#39;s a lot of people to enter before I actually draw the winner. :) Since I have Friday&#39;s off, it will probably be my Friday project. Thank you again to everyone that participated!!! I think I will do giveaway&#39;s more often. What do you think? Dumb question right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick funny story for ya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday hubby got the following email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Jeff,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m a Producer with MTV&#39;s award winning documentary series TRUE LIFE. Would like the opportunity to speak with you regarding a future episode. Please call me at xxx xxx xxxx, I&#39;ll be happy to provide more information then. Thanks so much --looking forward to connecting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best,&lt;br /&gt;Evelien &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Producer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He forwarded it to me saying this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is a joke, right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the first thing I did was look at the email address and sure enough it was @mtvnmix.com. Then I googled her name...and yep...she is a producer for MTV TRUE LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately was like....UHHHH CALL HER BACK!!!!!! Of course since it was already 5:30 pm NY time I was sure she wouldn&#39;t answer and she didn&#39;t. So I spent the ENTIRE night wondering what the heck this producer would be calling J for? Were we gonna be the next TRUE LIFE documentary? I mean, what the heck would be interesting about our life other than the fact that my son throws tantrums like a champ and we spend Friday nights playing Wii. That surely wouldn&#39;t appeal to teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said &quot;regarding a future episode&quot; so I was SURE she totally wanted to do a story on him. Even though that seems very strange that she would just randomly call him up and want to do a story on him....especially since he is 31 and most TRUE LIFE shows feature 20 year olds. Plus, I quit watching MTV about 2 years ago (except the Real World-I still like that one) because I thought I was getting too old. And every TRUE LIFE I have ever seen has been something wacko like &quot;True Life: I&#39;m Too Thin&quot; or &quot;True Life: I&#39;m in a Love Triangle&quot; or &quot;True Life: I&#39;m a College Freshman&quot;. Clearly not titles that J would fit the mold for. So, again, I am not real sure why for the last 24 hours I thought J was gonna be the next TRUE LIFE star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299148675919378978&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 111px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYpbpQgn-iI/AAAAAAAAByg/uP7fgB5lqS8/s320/images.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;Anyway, I spent the entire night thinking to myself, &quot;if I&#39;m gonna be on MTV I have GOT to get my hair done and I definitely need a spray tan like everyday until they film.&quot; I was so excited all morning waiting to find out what she was going to say when she called J back today.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally get a call from J around lunch. I could tell by his voice he wasn&#39;t going to make his first national television appearance on MTV anytime soon. He says:&lt;/p&gt;&quot;She doesn&#39;t want me. *pause pause pause* She wants to do a show on someone who had a really really good job and then took a big pay cut because of the economy.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UHHHH!!! WTF????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess she found J through his blog and contacted him thinking he may know of someone! What?....because he&#39;s a financial advisor she thinks he may know of someone How dare her tease us like that!! I was for sure she wanted us! But, then again, I should have known that MTV TRUE LIFE would never want to follow a happily married couple not struggling from the economy downturn that has a cute little boy. Maybe if we were swingers...or perhaps if I had a gay brother...or maybe if I was a stripper....but a happy couple...yea right. That&#39;s not enough drama for MTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&#39;s the good news....she is still looking for someone. Like I said her criteria is that they had a good paying job and because the economy sucks right now they have taken a huge pay cut. She wants someone around the age of 28. Anybody know anyone who wants to spill there guts on national television?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still trying to get J to convince her to do &quot;True Life: I&#39;m building a house&quot;. I hear that can be pretty dramatic...LOTS of disagreements! I don&#39;t think she&#39;ll go for it...but we&#39;ll see.</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/giveaway-has-ended-and-mtv-didnt-want.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYpbpQgn-iI/AAAAAAAAByg/uP7fgB5lqS8/s72-c/images.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-1882248793334038062</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 17:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-04T11:14:10.464-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Mercedes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snow</category><title>AND THIS......</title><description>&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297961595647725650&quot; style=&quot;FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYYkAF4-kFI/AAAAAAAABx4/BFuZyW_WX04/s320/IMG_4084.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;......MY FRIENDS.....IS WHY MY CAR DIDN&#39;T LEAVE THE GARAGE FOR SIX DAYS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when J finally tried to take it out, he got stuck in the driveway. He spent the next 2 hours shoveling snow, with a garden shovel (because we don&#39;t own a snow shovel), just so we could get it back in the garage. The neighbors were nice enough to bring over a snow shovel, but that didn&#39;t help much. My car is WORTHLESS in this weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up. He&#39;s just standing there, resting his head on the shovel like...What the F am I gonna do now?! Notice that I am too busy taking pictures from inside the warm heated house to help shovel. OOPS! Don&#39;t worry, after I realized he needed help, I put on my snow boots and grabbed a shovel. Luckily, after A LOT of hard work from hubby, my car made it back to the garage...where it stayed until ALL of the snow melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297963165996972994&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYYlbf5ae8I/AAAAAAAAByA/9KH33MhiAeU/s320/IMG_4086.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;DON&#39;T FORGET THE &lt;a href=&quot;http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-giveaway.html&quot;&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/a&gt; ENDS TONIGHT!!!! YOU STILL HAVE TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYYkAF4-kFI/AAAAAAAABx4/BFuZyW_WX04/s72-c/IMG_4084.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-1392317135895274779</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 00:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T18:41:06.722-06:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Deanna Pappas</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Jason Mesnick</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Bachelor Episode 5</category><title>The Bachelor: Episode 5 at Jason&#39;s fake house</title><description>First, I just want to give some big blog HUGS to hubby for writing that &lt;a href=&quot;http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-pk.html&quot;&gt;very sweet post &lt;/a&gt;about my P.K. Cancer is evil. I know that P.K. has battled this disease and, so far won, but it looks like that may no longer be true. We all love him very much and pray that he is not in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, my &lt;a href=&quot;http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-giveaway.html&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;&quot;&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is about to end! If you have not entered yet you still have time! It will end Wednesday evening and hopefully I can announce the winner on Thursday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, The Bachelor episode 5 (I hope you didn&#39;t think I would leave you hanging)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit, since all three crazies were kicked off the show last week I wondered what the show would have in store for future episodes. I mean, every single Bachelor show in history has had DRAMA and NUT JOBS...but these five ladies that were left...seemed to be somewhat &quot;normal&quot;. How fun is that? But, somehow, even normal ladies can be interesting because I enjoyed last nights show just as much as any other. And honestly, sometimes it&#39;s nice to see women acting classy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a big trip to Jason&#39;s hometown of Seattle, where we saw Jason and Ty&#39;s so called house. ??? Come on ABC, are you serious? Last time I checked Jason was not Prince Lorenzo Borghese. He is an account executive...which usually equals some fancy term for entry level sales position. Do you think I really believed that he lived in a million dollar home on the water front that was identical to the Sleepless in Seattle house? Or do you think I am stupid enough to believe that you would actually aire where he truly lived? You do know Shannon (aka Tooth Nazi) would be banging down his door...wait...she probably already knows his real address. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melissa got the first one-on-one date, which ended up being a date back at the bachelor pad. Once Ty found out that daddy was leaving again, he started acting like &quot;grumpy pants&quot; and Jason immediately called off the night on the town for a night at home. I am still pretty sure ABC set this one up too. Way to go Team Bachelor, playing on all of us with kids...and it totally worked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephanie, Jillian, and Molly got the group date. Yes, Naomi, that means you get the final one on one date. Will you please stop whining now? Jason took the girls to a local radio station for a little PR. The girls had to stay in a sound proof room while Jason answered drilling questions, like &quot;who is the best kisser?&quot; I didn&#39;t know Jason was the type to kiss and tell, but apparently I was wrong. He answered the question by saying Molly was the best kisser. Okay, Melissa, if I were you, I would be in the bathroom puking right now being the fact that he just spent the entire evening making out with you...yet didn&#39;t deem you the best kisser. If that doesn&#39;t suck I don&#39;t know what does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naomi had the final one on one with Jason, but honestly, Naomi acts like she is 16. I think she is gorgeous, but immature. And even though they were contstantly playing tonsil hockey the entire date, Naomi opens up to Jason and tells him that her mother abandoned her family when she was younger, but after resenting her mother for years she has now come to terms with it and realizes she is more like her mother than she thought. If this didn&#39;t trigger the: WARNING: COMMITMENT PHOBE! DO NOT PASS GO! DO NOT PASS GO!...I don&#39;t know what would have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the rose ceremony, it was Stephanie who was left rose-less. I think this has been a long time coming people. I actually think Stephanie might be one of the nicest people on earth and Jason was trying so desparately for there to be a spark...but there was nothing. She exited the show in the most classiest fashion I have yet to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I want to know is when is........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298608721669550674&quot; style=&quot;DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px; TEXT-ALIGN: center&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYhwjyLmclI/AAAAAAAAByY/H70HtuKA4X0/s320/m_6c372a34366c19d58ef700e1d46d79df.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...............Deanna coming back? I have been waiting for that episode to aire for weeks! That will definitely bring some drama back!&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/bachelor-episode-5-at-jasons-fake-house.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYhwjyLmclI/AAAAAAAAByY/H70HtuKA4X0/s72-c/m_6c372a34366c19d58ef700e1d46d79df.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2293753722957032524.post-2355132067224315022</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Feb 2009 13:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T00:04:31.367-06:00</atom:updated><title>To P.K.</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYfYZMHGq9I/AAAAAAAAByQ/WKeLq_b3X5I/s1600-h/001.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYfYZMHGq9I/AAAAAAAAByQ/WKeLq_b3X5I/s320/001.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298441413884029906&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, here is the hubby&#39;s second crack at a guest post on The House of Rose blog.  (Here&#39;s &lt;a href=&quot;http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-anniversary.html&quot;&gt;the first one&lt;/a&gt;, in case you missed it.)  You know, the guy&#39;s blog that you all left a comment on that said, &quot;Your blog is really cool, but your wife&#39;s is soooo better!&quot; Yeah, that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, wifey is a bit down tonight because she just got word that her grandfather Papa Kenny (&quot;P.K.&quot;) is not doing to well.  He&#39;s been battling illness for some time and recent events have taken its toll.  We all know that he&#39;s a fighter and we&#39;ll be praying for him and his recovery.  Pictured above is P.K. when he first met Little &quot;P&quot; last Thanksgiving.  I think that&#39;s the biggest smile I&#39;ve seen on P.K.&#39;s face.  Well, other than when the Cubs beat the Cardinals, of course.  He smiles pretty big then, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To honor him, I wanted to offer a poem that shares a granddaughter&#39;s love for her grandpa.  No, I did not write this.  I&#39;m clever, but not that clever.  I thought this poem really hit home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To P.K.:  We will always love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;TO MY GRANDFATHER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;    Since I was a little child,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;In all that I&#39;ve been through;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You&#39;ve always been my hero,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;No one stood as tall as you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt; You were the one who took the time,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;To teach what I needed to learn;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The lessons in life you shared with me,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You shared with love and concern.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt; I loved you as a little child,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;And now that I am grown;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I share those lessons you taught me;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;With children of my own.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt; Generation to generation,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I&#39;ll pass on your legacy;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I&#39;ll tell of my loving Grandfather,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt;And all that you mean to me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:78%;&quot;&gt; by: Allison Chambers Coxsey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://jeffandmandyrose.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-pk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Mandy Rose)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X6y7BVaU3I4/SYfYZMHGq9I/AAAAAAAAByQ/WKeLq_b3X5I/s72-c/001.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>11</thr:total></item></channel></rss>