tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40119506585490499622023-11-15T23:20:39.780-08:00The story of my lifeRosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.comBlogger90125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-4941965013422900892011-06-09T19:25:00.000-07:002011-06-09T19:25:38.955-07:00Daily dose of poisonSeem's my children think I'm trying to poison them each and every evening with what would otherwise be know as "Dinner". Why oh why must we go through this daily battle, just to find out that not only is mom not feeding them Rat poison, but to their surprise, It is almost always a delectable treat to there taste buds. Thank god I am the "mean" mom who insists it must be tried at least once, because by the end dinner I usually hear that moms food is the "best!" and an empty plate is to follow. And in case you must know what the daily "poison" I feed them this evening was, it just so happened to be Taco salad, just the way my mom used to make it when we were children and must have thought for a moment that we also in fact were being poisoned. The recipe is as follows:<br />
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<ul><li>lettuce of your choice</li>
<li>Ground beef with taco seasoning </li>
<li>black beans, rinsed and drained </li>
<li>grated cheese</li>
<li>chopped tomato</li>
<li>avocado </li>
<li>crushed up tortilla chips</li>
<li>And the secret ingredient... Catalina dressing!! (its a must)</li>
<li>Toss it all together and serve with a dollop of sour cream and salsa on top if you like </li>
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She says: God is in my heart, and up in heaven......INCREDIBLE! I just love how amazed kids get at the wonders of life, and how open minded they are. Sometimes I wish I still felt like a kids.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-55833943436343510602011-05-20T07:38:00.000-07:002011-05-20T07:38:27.791-07:00Sleepovers and wedding bells<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOxjgul8XuItacjoqJBpHY8qCPJD49Dqvz2xAtSQS7dWJZjHHq0weUbFODcYAesI-T0K2uwj7ILg6WvNJ_fIOfxr5o1W4jYz1bp7o1dXEPvQyl9nZNM_ij_3nuHHtQA4My-a2to7E5Na0/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOxjgul8XuItacjoqJBpHY8qCPJD49Dqvz2xAtSQS7dWJZjHHq0weUbFODcYAesI-T0K2uwj7ILg6WvNJ_fIOfxr5o1W4jYz1bp7o1dXEPvQyl9nZNM_ij_3nuHHtQA4My-a2to7E5Na0/s400/005.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Cameron after much anticipation got picked at school to be the "marvelous me" basically that means she got to show case 10 photos on the wall along with a questionnaire paper all about her. She also got to carry around a bad of Winnie the pooh characters, and a "stinky" the skunk hat then write in a journal about what her and her stuffed friends did that week.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> Rowan wore this newspaper bag on her head for about an hour and was telling everyone that she was getting married. Her smile is just so infectious. Cameron is almost through with Kindergarten! this is crazy to me, I cant believe how time just flys. </div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-12106533989295920792011-01-11T10:40:00.000-08:002011-01-11T10:43:10.262-08:00still hereWell I guess, I've taken quite a hiatus here now haven't I. I really need to get back to this blog mainly because I am afraid I will forget all the cute an amazing things my babies are doing and learning because I. have the most forgetful mind EVER. They are growing soooo fast, I look back at pictures and cant believe how big they have grown. Cameron will be six in only 20 days!! she comes home from school and tells me things she is learning daily. So because art seems to be the favored past time around our house we signed Cameron up for an art class as a birthday present to her. She started her first class this past Saturday and she LOVED it so much. She draws great but she learned somethings that are new to her like shading and putting shapes together to make an object. The first day she walked away with a picture of a cat. Me and Nick were proud parents!<br />
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Its so cool to watch your kids excel at things. Speaking of excelling, Rowan is excelling at potty training. She is much slower to the whole process than Cameron was but she is really coming along. About 2 weeks ago I ran out of diapers and decided that I just wasn't going to buy anymore. That is when I realized her training was much more in my hands than hers. So I have had to train myself to remember to get her on the toilet regularly, and the more she goes on the toilet the more she remembers on her own, it really is an easy process, who would have thought. And she is dry most nights. I have learned to keep a water proof pad directly underneath her which makes for much easier clean up. So that is whats going on around here with the kids.<br />
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As for me and Nick we are pretty much the same Nick is in between semesters and is continuing to work in the slow trucking business but fortunately his buddy is working him in the tree business the days he has no trucking. I am ever soooo grateful to have friends near by. All the work he has gotten is through friend connections he has here in Santa Cruz and it is really keeping us going!! And me...Well I am still running the kiddos around daily, feeding everyone and continually trying to tackle the laundry , my job seems to be all the details, and the details are many! so that is where my forgetfulness comes in, hehehe. As a matter of a fact I forgot my volunteer day at Cameron's school just yesterday, boy did I feel bad about that. So I will leave you with some pics of our Christmas, thank you to our friends and family for making Christmas special. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj-bhewuLXlBddRInFr0YZyuca3uBo9SjFQV9bcJrtnvgFxWhus2HUlss35g6b7Dr5b_kWskSUKkwKIH3-BmVlQ6xBjY-0CcRDqyWxwxfUeDsQ1j-yFNhwuhg_QvDgx08ZD3zEDfq6yQ/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigj-bhewuLXlBddRInFr0YZyuca3uBo9SjFQV9bcJrtnvgFxWhus2HUlss35g6b7Dr5b_kWskSUKkwKIH3-BmVlQ6xBjY-0CcRDqyWxwxfUeDsQ1j-yFNhwuhg_QvDgx08ZD3zEDfq6yQ/s320/071.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">My brother came by for Christmas.:)</div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-23559243890920523082010-08-30T00:24:00.000-07:002010-08-30T01:15:15.791-07:00Happy Birthday Rowan!! And other things in between<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7mihJ13xsWYIH26WX6ZRyjR15GcwGEP6tcwNKZvK2_ojt11cee2X7c_cGfB_zO-Zjfbkn1xcrC3YAKMu2krR2onmAF8OD-EVq33AmSe_dTj_zj8ADiK5BplvzIcpzc39EBZ04pbdrC1U/s1600/116.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7mihJ13xsWYIH26WX6ZRyjR15GcwGEP6tcwNKZvK2_ojt11cee2X7c_cGfB_zO-Zjfbkn1xcrC3YAKMu2krR2onmAF8OD-EVq33AmSe_dTj_zj8ADiK5BplvzIcpzc39EBZ04pbdrC1U/s400/116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511101494152542050" border="0" /></a><br />Rowan turned three, So we put on a party dressed and Partied at Grandma and Grandpa's. I really meant to have a formal party with a bunch of wild children running around, but I just never got around to planning it and I figured when she's older and actually cares, then we'll go all out. But I still cant believe how big my not so baby is getting :] :/<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-XhdLL0t0Y_nkVUnHXLH5UxKdVyjON7pgNnG7uA6U032vKcowBBd3MyFcBKAXpWR6ANl6oddbWG5alaA2kX2rBb1LDqFQesvtLiYFq0SKjbyt0ka-h-Z0YrVEssaG24BMnZs4Kaohq6s/s1600/127.JPG"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-XhdLL0t0Y_nkVUnHXLH5UxKdVyjON7pgNnG7uA6U032vKcowBBd3MyFcBKAXpWR6ANl6oddbWG5alaA2kX2rBb1LDqFQesvtLiYFq0SKjbyt0ka-h-Z0YrVEssaG24BMnZs4Kaohq6s/s200/127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511102581614962546" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcuYaoohBpWtIBNm9PWJwxzyfAnG3ft9uwHSKqn9uqesDCX19bk7zzdoALyKD7zyIUv_JmrNnTBWcrgAui-5hj_wD6tJzRABiFHVf7xvxi8mEfs1IZGjvZtuPKsfYJ5PR3YOgFhBdg044/s1600/124.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcuYaoohBpWtIBNm9PWJwxzyfAnG3ft9uwHSKqn9uqesDCX19bk7zzdoALyKD7zyIUv_JmrNnTBWcrgAui-5hj_wD6tJzRABiFHVf7xvxi8mEfs1IZGjvZtuPKsfYJ5PR3YOgFhBdg044/s200/124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511102105414427410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">And speaking of not so baby, this is what I found in the bathroom about 2 weeks ago. On one hand I am glad that she is growing and using the potty a lot these days, however, a whole Roll of toilet paper!!??? Sheesh! but it really was so cute how she hung her head in shame as soon as she saw me, and when I tried to take the roll out of her lap I then realized the whole thing was wrapped around her arm. I guess she tried, right?<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWR728RaCFg8KBC3D6Q9iteWVTC3zTSUIdwSEfPgxRkBLcnynkAzV-Vq_LbkeXIjtVDmArnpNNtcQPjmm7M2O9EuYnq9YsEY4LHFNQLCZpLa0ZS0NABQYgAec_FOazH0Pg0-_eu8Gfp1A/s1600/134.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWR728RaCFg8KBC3D6Q9iteWVTC3zTSUIdwSEfPgxRkBLcnynkAzV-Vq_LbkeXIjtVDmArnpNNtcQPjmm7M2O9EuYnq9YsEY4LHFNQLCZpLa0ZS0NABQYgAec_FOazH0Pg0-_eu8Gfp1A/s400/134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511103339842968418" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Last week was filled with HEAT, hot hot hot heat, the kind that makes you feel sticky, lazy, and full no matter how much you eat. So we finally headed off to the beach with sand toys in hand. We had a blast Letting the waves beat on our Legs, and burying our selves until we were a sandy mess. And I might add that I miraculously got an awesome parking spot by chance, I could actually see the car from where we set up on the beach .<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTITwY0F4yVgtFVWho3407f1E31hAKTXozCpUp4bau6AF0J9rxcf6jOYBbuO9GwdZkLAO1WpA6Iuevpwri46-Z_u5qvKm6aVi-0JEJlfMsgyOlzi_UGPqJ-LLJNnAuQ5MMR8JG_g6w1o/s1600/138.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZTITwY0F4yVgtFVWho3407f1E31hAKTXozCpUp4bau6AF0J9rxcf6jOYBbuO9GwdZkLAO1WpA6Iuevpwri46-Z_u5qvKm6aVi-0JEJlfMsgyOlzi_UGPqJ-LLJNnAuQ5MMR8JG_g6w1o/s400/138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511109259305712242" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Oh there are many other things I would tell you if you were here. At least I am trying to keep up on this here blog even as sporadic as it has been lately. So Bis zum nächstes mal. (wishing I could actually speak German ;)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWR728RaCFg8KBC3D6Q9iteWVTC3zTSUIdwSEfPgxRkBLcnynkAzV-Vq_LbkeXIjtVDmArnpNNtcQPjmm7M2O9EuYnq9YsEY4LHFNQLCZpLa0ZS0NABQYgAec_FOazH0Pg0-_eu8Gfp1A/s1600/134.JPG"> </a>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-78744148440715861012010-08-12T16:55:00.000-07:002010-08-12T17:24:09.346-07:00Shame shameShame on me for completely letting my house go in the last few weeks, shame on me for not grocery shopping and instead going out to eat WAY to much, and Shame, shame, on me for waiting far to long to register Cameron for Kindergarten, and now she may not even be able to go to Brook Knoll where we had expected for her to go and she'll get stuck in the afternoon class from 11:30 to 3:15. Cameron pretty much predictably falls apart after Noon time and NEEDS a nap, so the morning class would have been perfect for her. things are not going as planned lately but here is to new more productive days ahead. So Tomorrow I will get up at 7am......or not, but I will clean my house and go grocery shopping for starters. <br /> P.S. I must give a shout out to my wonderful husband who has been Picking up where I have slacked off.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-50200549646480889392010-07-28T11:32:00.000-07:002010-07-28T12:07:14.002-07:00Things we do<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhThAG0S0tCANWdZpF1ubGUpPnJMAPWL0IWh7MRvr7KZhYEhefATHk0d5ogn-MQPVIZtVmu8bEsKmgIuC3fo3qqxmtfi_AiajO-R6Fj0xBC8rm_4P25PiID_1H9HBdyHxzCRc7NsU_Cork/s1600/mobile+352.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhThAG0S0tCANWdZpF1ubGUpPnJMAPWL0IWh7MRvr7KZhYEhefATHk0d5ogn-MQPVIZtVmu8bEsKmgIuC3fo3qqxmtfi_AiajO-R6Fj0xBC8rm_4P25PiID_1H9HBdyHxzCRc7NsU_Cork/s400/mobile+352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499031866737475938" border="0" /></a>Spend Summer days at the boardwalk riding ALL the kiddie rides<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2h2XVPR0U0swCZVQLqoGhYS6g0XjTmSNkQ4jNvwHbQ3UG4oijD3wrTUz_ObHzIuifwzMrktXBrhkc1weVKDVL_8ua-kjHEOkZ8IRkMO6I7o_XhrDmP0yHsbfEgEGWwtUOZx9IFSKoswc/s1600/mobile+275.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2h2XVPR0U0swCZVQLqoGhYS6g0XjTmSNkQ4jNvwHbQ3UG4oijD3wrTUz_ObHzIuifwzMrktXBrhkc1weVKDVL_8ua-kjHEOkZ8IRkMO6I7o_XhrDmP0yHsbfEgEGWwtUOZx9IFSKoswc/s400/mobile+275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499031094709957234" border="0" /></a>Dancing around as silly as we can, because we are happy to see each other<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6l_GZrjeEcyRfHjRzcTMCTLLn7TfE2O4Loi3B6EnD2nTzKCFKfWnANmDDmYPLevOMzBiGLI9z5zT4pRZ5b4AyNVkLC-japwZL2y7U3sm493rKqOTFYUuemu7xtXJ2lLMc0M0of-gLKVA/s1600/mobile+126.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6l_GZrjeEcyRfHjRzcTMCTLLn7TfE2O4Loi3B6EnD2nTzKCFKfWnANmDDmYPLevOMzBiGLI9z5zT4pRZ5b4AyNVkLC-japwZL2y7U3sm493rKqOTFYUuemu7xtXJ2lLMc0M0of-gLKVA/s400/mobile+126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499030124730941602" border="0" /></a>Disguise ourselves with quarter machine mustaches <br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfXwDGrJBvfvfiq8gGEzoAilFO6Utkn2-roptxvSafGp4NaLbRzGKkq4qtDYJZlGSI7sRz7j8GOPlNRdH6hehsvsyX637_5iflM6byjA4ta1oWeFKtssi1OU1AfuSvUbGziaXLzw3N5M/s1600/074.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqfXwDGrJBvfvfiq8gGEzoAilFO6Utkn2-roptxvSafGp4NaLbRzGKkq4qtDYJZlGSI7sRz7j8GOPlNRdH6hehsvsyX637_5iflM6byjA4ta1oWeFKtssi1OU1AfuSvUbGziaXLzw3N5M/s400/074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499028940502015090" border="0" /></a>Lay in the warm beach sand, because we missed low tide and couldn't see the tide pools<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXwjGgRwEZwg50c9osoGJhUZgC49kxmB7rjUJaqLY5av-MmKfzAvnvC_CNnMMB4-FSlyqCOb02HcY4bgF1PeX2L_uiQb1tOP-XkQseB8KqOgEp_7aQeSYWF5gdUg8gKZpm8c8_IdzxVc/s1600/061.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxXwjGgRwEZwg50c9osoGJhUZgC49kxmB7rjUJaqLY5av-MmKfzAvnvC_CNnMMB4-FSlyqCOb02HcY4bgF1PeX2L_uiQb1tOP-XkQseB8KqOgEp_7aQeSYWF5gdUg8gKZpm8c8_IdzxVc/s400/061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499028597553163570" border="0" /></a>Play in the river, because it's practically in our own back yard!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKs6-Gv_U3FR0o1p6b2ufba2xu1MkgchMTIXktP2OpQ7hPN-HDbGsZh0_KqXwPLa_hKN11gYAHB5gt0QInvHcH1yiV7lXTjs4wVWvuq3V6fkDjnUjOT3JXY9IBO5q-7rYE4SkqxKTKsZc/s1600/096.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKs6-Gv_U3FR0o1p6b2ufba2xu1MkgchMTIXktP2OpQ7hPN-HDbGsZh0_KqXwPLa_hKN11gYAHB5gt0QInvHcH1yiV7lXTjs4wVWvuq3V6fkDjnUjOT3JXY9IBO5q-7rYE4SkqxKTKsZc/s400/096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499028354374851938" border="0" /></a><br />And this one is just because I am always the picture taker, so here is the real me in my front yard<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWHWVoQPqI5OxNDjivYzBmCT9IhGXlSRdaBKtWVFsdSNF6UI74v66C66umyYss_bbAP-foEFeblGfPaLdqjYMPNQjQMkW9OO1NwXPmSwjef9MQQcHUTNZSAMrQ6Bp5c-dwv66D2oZ4avs/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWHWVoQPqI5OxNDjivYzBmCT9IhGXlSRdaBKtWVFsdSNF6UI74v66C66umyYss_bbAP-foEFeblGfPaLdqjYMPNQjQMkW9OO1NwXPmSwjef9MQQcHUTNZSAMrQ6Bp5c-dwv66D2oZ4avs/s400/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499035188562204802" border="0" /></a>Watch movies with the cousins in Idaho.<br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-60648326977535262382010-06-13T12:49:00.000-07:002010-06-13T13:47:16.482-07:00Where's the manual when you need it.Cameron is getting very close to kindergarten and she is very excited. She is going to Pre-school 3 days a week right now and really loves it. It almost seems like she even needs the break from me, she comes home a little tired but refreshed and ready to see us again. But I can't help but feel a little nervous. It's not that I don't think she will do well, but lately she has been telling me really mean things kids have been saying to her. A few days ago she told us a girl at school told her that she was going to sneak into our house when we were sleeping and kill Cameron then Kill her sister and then her parents. My mouth dropped when I heard that. Is this a "normal kid" thing to say, I don't think so. And today another girl told Cameron that she hated her because she had brown eyes. What is with kids these days. I know kids don't always say the nicest things to each other, but I do know Cameron well enough to know that she doesn't just say malicious things to others for no reason, she's a pretty thoughtful person, and I don't think I am just being bias.<br /> So now I have all these fears running through my mind about public school. I think Cameron will learn great but all I can think about is how other parents are raising there children and what impact that will have on my child if I chose to expose her to them daily. I'm not the kind of person that is always running to my kids defense or always holding their hand so they wont fall, but I don't like to hear about kids saying hateful thing to my sweet 5 year old.<br /> it's almost overwhelming to think that Nick and I are responsible for molding Cameron into the person she will become. And we'll have to lead her and guide her in the right direction, what a huge Responsibility!! So I suppose it's just one of many many decisions I will have to make along the way, and hope it's the right one.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-83550320258647458442010-06-07T15:57:00.000-07:002010-06-07T16:14:47.263-07:00Moving again.I should be doing Laundry or Packing up things here, at my moms house, But I just can't find the motivation right now. We are moving back down to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Scotts</span> Valley sometime Next week, between the 16<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span> and the 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">th</span>. I forgot how much the rental process sucks. Fortunately We are going to be moving into our old house we moved out of when we Left California. I am excited about having my own home again, and I love the property it's on, but I am not excited that the House really Needs some updating, as well as the leaking roof, and the Only Bathroom is through the master Bedroom. I just really can't understand how they can be raising the rent a hundred dollars! Living there is bitter sweet. I guess I should just be grateful my Kids will have a big safe yard to play in everyday. I am ready to settle in and lay my head on my own bed and walk around my own piles of mess I just don't feel like picking up, because that's just the way I am.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-56663067463703264682010-04-30T10:36:00.001-07:002010-04-30T10:53:06.053-07:00Were still here.It's been far to long since I have blogged here. Does anybody even read this thing? we'll I like to write here anyhow. We are still Living at my mom and dads house here in colorful Portland Or. but the good news is that We sold our house in Killeen TX, So Life is no longer in Limbo, lol, we have options! isn't that great. We also achieved becoming debt free, that is Awesome too. But living here for the last 6 months has afforded us a pretty decent savings account.....thanks mom and dad =) So We have decided to head back to Santa Cruz Ca. after this Semester is over in Mid June. So things are moving along well and The kids are getting bigger everyday. What more can I really say, I am still busy, busy, with I don't even know what, but it is wonderful.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ1KeD7e-da6k5QnoydcAUzMVRAXZCO7tiHDBy4zUVgC_tfHbqzzKIuJbEX-R0JnaC-NNcfHpF-KySOGpJT6x63j9s-eInavC17KcVjArQtYhgyS7B0Kb_nVCkkP-_KPJf7y4PRMny0ys/s1600/138.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ1KeD7e-da6k5QnoydcAUzMVRAXZCO7tiHDBy4zUVgC_tfHbqzzKIuJbEX-R0JnaC-NNcfHpF-KySOGpJT6x63j9s-eInavC17KcVjArQtYhgyS7B0Kb_nVCkkP-_KPJf7y4PRMny0ys/s400/138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465989073800346914" border="0" /></a><br /> Restless girls Road trippin in March. Just a little trip we took to Idaho to Visit our friends and family.<br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-5246134402770516672010-02-02T11:12:00.000-08:002010-02-02T12:01:07.271-08:00Happy 5th birthday Cameron!<div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPe7X8mJ3wrFymzcbXzKVDXAUMFrfAloVxsCHLnZanzyQcutNpWa8zVwNwtJcWYca7BbQhltamR2KxE-_sMAT2po-2ZYPHE_Yo4rpm67Z4NcX2sAsopjhcwAEZh9JUzuERwKfxVt3mqc/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPe7X8mJ3wrFymzcbXzKVDXAUMFrfAloVxsCHLnZanzyQcutNpWa8zVwNwtJcWYca7BbQhltamR2KxE-_sMAT2po-2ZYPHE_Yo4rpm67Z4NcX2sAsopjhcwAEZh9JUzuERwKfxVt3mqc/s400/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433735328966957538" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIqOoNCR5FpOWmTuG_U1Wzd3h0brSwS5LBsnHj6m2oOF9Q4w3oEJZ5uRCZU_SjuZqslpXyroprhw-zmoiBuTb69n2YJ1rUiCXEknYCtQVH1R42crl7F9_WGk1MnLt2rGMv0spx7DO7nxs/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIqOoNCR5FpOWmTuG_U1Wzd3h0brSwS5LBsnHj6m2oOF9Q4w3oEJZ5uRCZU_SjuZqslpXyroprhw-zmoiBuTb69n2YJ1rUiCXEknYCtQVH1R42crl7F9_WGk1MnLt2rGMv0spx7DO7nxs/s400/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433734975436929938" border="0" /></a> Cameron getting "big girl" jewelry for her newly pierced ears.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyetF1OzoTwpblWJTL_r1qeMuDz_odNj4wJGfnfbbKTmjVqSK94MNg4_b-tfZWJomH-bEa3KiijmpSYMWYiCgjhzX5nuZ9pjBawWVhhP4NN35U8NkrpO1Y9zFj0y4YKqSaSepbfELYVE/s1600-h/084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieyetF1OzoTwpblWJTL_r1qeMuDz_odNj4wJGfnfbbKTmjVqSK94MNg4_b-tfZWJomH-bEa3KiijmpSYMWYiCgjhzX5nuZ9pjBawWVhhP4NN35U8NkrpO1Y9zFj0y4YKqSaSepbfELYVE/s200/084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433736302740047890" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizHvO05-xto0rEeix4_QoHbjkkQOgFJIi53YUyQQVo8XTcVr_OAvpo4mtUh9fX9cGCb0eQQs7NZN19z9UrFNeadNufdu1lqCVada6d-qdsNuFWx_bEnl6IieNHsykVQ-3X6IgrE6jlqt0/s1600-h/078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizHvO05-xto0rEeix4_QoHbjkkQOgFJIi53YUyQQVo8XTcVr_OAvpo4mtUh9fX9cGCb0eQQs7NZN19z9UrFNeadNufdu1lqCVada6d-qdsNuFWx_bEnl6IieNHsykVQ-3X6IgrE6jlqt0/s200/078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433736587662521682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">And as part of her birthday weekend extravaganza she started her first Ballet class, and LOVED it of course. <br /><br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-44380670844230051352010-01-05T14:08:00.000-08:002010-01-05T14:38:00.393-08:00Dancing Daddy<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx-mWwBY-tvfPJErkqSNtER_2WiFjjVtAv0shqJWE2mFnnBcEKpECbhpnvIHLnklJrO_2xY6GjFOYqJQ_LNKQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />Here is a cute video from about a year ago. I just thought it was soooo cute so I wanted to share it.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-60429561514893550302009-12-27T20:53:00.000-08:002009-12-27T21:46:35.934-08:00Merry Christmas!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Christmas 09</span></span><br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7yW-L4UShncuOSdfdEWcIS0MSXf7Kv5fd3tZq97dAlRNMn85kE8OPhW7TaLDj_7Fwtj5WQDVWZyYIfpFJicJJ4KSTd9IvDJizMEzhCX3Uga6GlhDW2biSqpg7JQO0qnxmL6LHsh6_KE0/s1600-h/_DSC2926.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7yW-L4UShncuOSdfdEWcIS0MSXf7Kv5fd3tZq97dAlRNMn85kE8OPhW7TaLDj_7Fwtj5WQDVWZyYIfpFJicJJ4KSTd9IvDJizMEzhCX3Uga6GlhDW2biSqpg7JQO0qnxmL6LHsh6_KE0/s400/_DSC2926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420156402199635186" border="0" /></a>Here is the picture I mean to send out in Christmas cards to all our friends and family.....oops<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg10NJ-hSFLYaydhbX4vsOjHaBFt4WtBaU5o1Bo2JLa81Uos2LjZ-gLGWu5ifLQLllO7CHFefK4HESAvwlCPoRkXmKnDSEANcGGzubRxVQ6f8Hc9NaidMJeGAcmzxKOl0zICVUS62ns6M/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg10NJ-hSFLYaydhbX4vsOjHaBFt4WtBaU5o1Bo2JLa81Uos2LjZ-gLGWu5ifLQLllO7CHFefK4HESAvwlCPoRkXmKnDSEANcGGzubRxVQ6f8Hc9NaidMJeGAcmzxKOl0zICVUS62ns6M/s400/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420156617439953074" border="0" /></a>One of my best presents of all times!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-iAFeDcxEIQKZGWWF-lHoAVEuTZMVNJChDP3zgNz4pGMc4ZK4LiN10Ta1hIIa4hALOdVANwu290kPH9gGLuoGI_3i-lcPfaCA5jx-3TJwLaIZPPcFM0gj5A_UJW0fhCIOiOmiP2T5bEA/s1600-h/055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-iAFeDcxEIQKZGWWF-lHoAVEuTZMVNJChDP3zgNz4pGMc4ZK4LiN10Ta1hIIa4hALOdVANwu290kPH9gGLuoGI_3i-lcPfaCA5jx-3TJwLaIZPPcFM0gj5A_UJW0fhCIOiOmiP2T5bEA/s400/055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420147128527860562" border="0" /></a>She loved this present that Nick picked out, now I am hoping she will stay out of my makeup.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZ4O8CeLN5UK4rofBNQQn9KXgB5LisygNLxui3noqpDA6QYtp6BSqDAqqXyLDVa4-gQFHvFBMCaHIa47atvgdpySylkMSA1kWpcqMPb-r_GVGtGdgX-l6cXZqTVDtmgRUMt7uu9bvcO4/s1600-h/031.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZ4O8CeLN5UK4rofBNQQn9KXgB5LisygNLxui3noqpDA6QYtp6BSqDAqqXyLDVa4-gQFHvFBMCaHIa47atvgdpySylkMSA1kWpcqMPb-r_GVGtGdgX-l6cXZqTVDtmgRUMt7uu9bvcO4/s400/031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420146564992199986" border="0" /></a>Sweet new play kitchen! thanks Grandma and Grandpa<br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-74312548505127349422009-12-08T14:06:00.000-08:002009-12-08T14:12:08.179-08:00Cameron the poetLast night as I was putting Rowan to sleep, and Cameron was already tucked into her bed, I over heard Cameron whisper to herself "The last Colors in my world are fading" So Poetic I thought. Just wanted to capture that memory.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-38383077531073160022009-11-19T09:53:00.000-08:002009-11-19T10:52:17.552-08:00Recipe for a clean room<div style="text-align: center;">first you must start by instructing your little one to clean there room.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">then you must say "let the fun begin" and yes! you must say that first, or the whole recipe just might not come out right.<br />Start with the misplaced item and proclaim it's existence.<br />For example if it happens to be a favorite Doll that has lost it's place in the abyss of daily mess that has accumulated over the past week or so, you would say "Doll" "Doll" making sure to say it only twice and no less.<br />And here's where it gets exciting! then you say "Zoopity" then Say Doll again, only this time you will be adding a Z in place of the D so it will actually be Zoll. So when its all said and done in this case it would be "Doll, Doll Zoopity Zoll." And lastly, after you say the meaningless rhyme you must place the item in its rightful place. And there you have it. your child will have the cleanest room on the block.<br />Try this same Rhyming method to virtually anything you want your child to do, use your imagination and the possibilities are endless!<br /><br /><br />Note to reader: Be aware that this recipe does not guaranteed you a clean room, nor does it ensure that your child will be capable of preforming rhymes. And in some cases your your child just might completely hate the notion of Rhyming there way to a clean room, and think you are barbaric to even suggest it. Use at your own risk.<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Viu6B0ZjfBHe4SjmrLu0OEB-tN_gXvtRZy_pZOufYi1Ud7U4Oes4tHVTHU8PtHbAaJOsj6NeriAbfo3fDrs2gvShd4X0v0HVJY9MCpSK8Au_nxvLG-OtES7Q-K0y06WAmGXnx7bgev8/s1600/my_photo-7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Viu6B0ZjfBHe4SjmrLu0OEB-tN_gXvtRZy_pZOufYi1Ud7U4Oes4tHVTHU8PtHbAaJOsj6NeriAbfo3fDrs2gvShd4X0v0HVJY9MCpSK8Au_nxvLG-OtES7Q-K0y06WAmGXnx7bgev8/s320/my_photo-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405888535736748546" border="0" /></a>-Brought to you by Cameron Peterson (by way of her mom)-<br /><br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-69885714938223655872009-11-01T10:08:00.001-08:002009-11-01T10:10:10.786-08:00Isn't that right!<img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.11NXC/bHQ9MTI1NzA5ODg3MjMxNSZwdD*xMjU3MDk4OTEyNjM3JnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmb2Y9MA==.gif" border="0" width="0" height="0" /><a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/i%20make%20milk/MBRoss1983/Imakemilk.jpg?o=3" target="_blank"><img src="http://i50.photobucket.com/albums/f314/MBRoss1983/Imakemilk.jpg" border="0" /></a>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-43257379802145226442009-10-31T22:05:00.000-07:002009-10-31T23:23:48.331-07:00My Bee colonyThankfully my Little Bumble Bee's are peacefully tucked away in there bed since they were probably about to crash from there Halloween induced sugar rush. Not only did my girls both have Bumble bee's costumes but there cousin Amelia showed up in one and the dogs both escorted us in there best bee attire as well, and I might add that both those little Labradoodles were very proud to sport there stripes.<br /> And, since I am way over excited to get a good deal on something I also must let you know that I only paid 20 dollars for both the girls costumes combined. Craigslist! gotta love it.<br /> The only question I am asking myself at this point is do I just let the kids have a candy free for all tomorrow or do I dispense it at my discretion? hmmm I think I am leaning towards giving it all to them so we can just get it over with, Besides that's how we did it when we were kids.<br /> As you view the beautiful picture of my Bee colony, notice that Cameron has a new hair do. We donated it to locks of love. I like the hair, she looks so grown up and cute with her Bob cut, but I think I liked her long hair a tad bit more. Her hair grows sooo fast, so before long I will be braiding it again.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpsNi5iyFLALwkRrtrfCZzjnqItqqMg0P6gra2VhHPACxcz0bR1htNoXGRqsvVISIDacMxL8NmiEFLMErAB_LWwjW3zI17IvgFWguGJioQHHy9BmpDgWEc-vnvuF0-lOyumyKgW7S_zxg/s1600-h/_DSC6245.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpsNi5iyFLALwkRrtrfCZzjnqItqqMg0P6gra2VhHPACxcz0bR1htNoXGRqsvVISIDacMxL8NmiEFLMErAB_LWwjW3zI17IvgFWguGJioQHHy9BmpDgWEc-vnvuF0-lOyumyKgW7S_zxg/s400/_DSC6245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399016811533214162" border="0" /></a>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-69200746954491481252009-10-25T22:30:00.000-07:002009-10-25T23:12:23.383-07:00This is how it went- We decided we really needed to leave Texas<br />- Hit the road on On September 21st (why did I remember what day...It was Nicks Birthday!!)<br />- Hauled a 24 foot moving truck (filled to the brim,) one car, one trailer with motorcycle, Mama, Daddy, two kids, and Grandpa for a helping hand.<br />- Spent three and a half days driving<br />- Arrived In Santa Cruz and was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">soooo</span> happy to be breathing the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">beachy</span> air again<br />- Stayed at our friends Kiley and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Kims</span> house for about a week and had tons of fun visiting<br />- Met up with the moving company that had moved some of our stuff from Texas and some how managed to squeeze it in our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Uhaul</span><br />- Hit the road again headed for Portland<br />- Stopped in Central Point Oregon at our friends Kevin and Cherries for the night<br />- Arrived in Portland the next day<br />- Spent about 2 days unloading our <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">uhaul</span> into a storage unit, that I might add was 3 stories upward and down four long hall ways (don't get me started on that one!)<br />- And here we are as settled as can be in my parents house.<br /><br />So there it is for you laid out as best I can remember minus the details. I think I can feel my eye twitching again just thinking of the stress I have endured over the past month or so. Its the wonderful game I call life, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">hehe</span>. I am day dreaming of the day we will move into a place we plan on calling home for more years than I can count on one hand.<br /><br />So If you are wondering what the future holds for us now, I will just say that it involves many text books, and minimum wage jobs. Yep, Nick is going to college in hopes of a degree in Civil Engineering. I might add that Moving to Oregon was only a plan hatched weeks before we arrived here. I'm Just grateful to be on the west coast, I think I'll stay here.....for now.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-26592841566454364782009-09-08T06:46:00.000-07:002009-09-08T08:11:40.211-07:00Labor dayWe had a really nice labor day. We decided to make the 45 minute drive to Round Rock TX to try the famous Texas Donuts at "<a href="http://www.roundrockdonuts.com/">Round Rock Donuts</a>" And they were definitely delectable! I really can't say that I am a big fan of donuts but I can appreciate a good donut. Nick sayed they were about as good as Stan's donuts (the Stan's donuts" in Santa Clara CA) and those are his favorite.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here is Nick and his 2 pound Donut! that's thing was seriously huge, and equivalent to a dozen regular size donuts. They even made it fresh to order, coated with Chocolate. He didn't even get through a fourth of it. So now we can say that we have experienced the 2 pound Texas sized donut. I just stuck with an apple fritter.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMUPnUBZkEMaNg2X7ppS2ihx3avc228c4xlxBMoc5quZsRrouTQK0eszNpD86lfr8VW1satf2iaOhxw2EnxX6RToSMbV6QknjbkZebY5gzEixq-zsv7p1AAaiqsw6r6sH0k3fmvVI981o/s1600-h/182.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMUPnUBZkEMaNg2X7ppS2ihx3avc228c4xlxBMoc5quZsRrouTQK0eszNpD86lfr8VW1satf2iaOhxw2EnxX6RToSMbV6QknjbkZebY5gzEixq-zsv7p1AAaiqsw6r6sH0k3fmvVI981o/s400/182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379095690274551346" border="0" /></a>After our Donut experience I had to do a little shopping at the outlets since they were soooo close by, and after all how often are you close enough to the outlet mall on a labor day sale weekend. We all got a little something. But I think I scored the most because I finally indulged myself with a coach purse. You may be wondering how in the world I could afford a Coach purse on a soldiers salary..... well lets just say that after my purchase my receipt sayed I saved 230 dollars, SCORE!!! I'm such a sucker for a good deal, but I think that's a good thing, right?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The purse =)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYdG4WySi04zlE0FYr1YoBkIIbi9kVRQA9gCD7it_tJ81CWBLG2ICqqY9dtFoDzSKrZ0bz5un90s_LPChezbkh2xYyiid3-bRYEWUBqk3xaTwwnBSRqAdFsdlc_8MK-dL0buGDEMtTAGE/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYdG4WySi04zlE0FYr1YoBkIIbi9kVRQA9gCD7it_tJ81CWBLG2ICqqY9dtFoDzSKrZ0bz5un90s_LPChezbkh2xYyiid3-bRYEWUBqk3xaTwwnBSRqAdFsdlc_8MK-dL0buGDEMtTAGE/s400/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379100590844792706" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Speaking of good deals Rowan got a new pair a Crocs for 4 dollars!, and Cameron got a new winter vest. And after all that shopping we had lunch at another famous Texas hot spot, called the<a href="http://www.saltlickbbq.com/index.html"> salt lick Bar-b-que</a>. yumm!! They actually smoke all there meat on a HUGE BBQ pit right inside the restaurant. We got the all you can eat family meal. They bring you heaping piles of brisket, sausage and ribs, along with cole slaw, and potato salad, and they keep the meat coming. they even brought out more meat when we asked for a to go box. And it was quite reasonably <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> priced. Now that's what i call a good day.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUaCNVX2APuEBr_JMi7Tzs8EheSUiK7-NEBQ6M3sgeoKqvMxJNLsbhuBkOasAyUm7EQw_KHQpdc74ybXaN3QudVFM_sCgHd0Y-jEORDl3Un5I6aarP1QaGRRdJ-ivsiiIVI1rUTbvrvLc/s1600-h/191.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUaCNVX2APuEBr_JMi7Tzs8EheSUiK7-NEBQ6M3sgeoKqvMxJNLsbhuBkOasAyUm7EQw_KHQpdc74ybXaN3QudVFM_sCgHd0Y-jEORDl3Un5I6aarP1QaGRRdJ-ivsiiIVI1rUTbvrvLc/s200/191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379105263548994018" border="0" /></a></div> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CMZPCaM06c_krrTRYD0l7hWCXLVdwnA6mnURfLnYel8_qc2FDakhUczswyXL9PjB1uDicBhTxujg5SmzlcJ6cwPCk2zr_xPe2EzG2WKAGflaa8Xv2_qrxvp9On_h60dyksIms6ffMiM/s1600-h/189.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9CMZPCaM06c_krrTRYD0l7hWCXLVdwnA6mnURfLnYel8_qc2FDakhUczswyXL9PjB1uDicBhTxujg5SmzlcJ6cwPCk2zr_xPe2EzG2WKAGflaa8Xv2_qrxvp9On_h60dyksIms6ffMiM/s200/189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379105867929478274" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div> <div style="text-align: center;"> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-803760552657230282009-09-06T21:04:00.001-07:002009-09-06T21:34:03.379-07:00Just playing aroundRowan eating here Birthday cake last month. I just wanted to make one of these animation things is all =) But here are a few more pics of here birthday party. It was just me Nick and Cam, but Rowan really enjoyed herself.<br /><br /><img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTIyOTYxMTMzNTcmcHQ9MTI1MjI5NjUxOTIxMyZwPTU3OTAzMiZkPWdpY2tyLmNvbSZnPTEmbz1hYTNhYmYwZDA3Mzg*MDMyODU3MjY3YjM1ZmY*ZWJlMSZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" height="0" /><a href="http://gickr.com/" title="pimp your myspace at Gickr.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://gickr.com/results2/anim_9ae8d60e-9faf-3324-058f-a2610c5a036b.gif" alt="pimp myspace - Gickr" /></a><br /><a href="http://gickr.com/" target="_blank">Make your own animation</a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwggv1wCxNtfeAPGlvAcbjdBYcaEoV26q8gDfTBT0BvHBxbbOSnEGbLRthUNvX5Q48mOUTHTECGnSolykyFdASxrl_H6VwqiBIOI8HHQYDlNeB3jCntYQyopFe2q8FH-J5A_RZeEPxT7M/s1600-h/044.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwggv1wCxNtfeAPGlvAcbjdBYcaEoV26q8gDfTBT0BvHBxbbOSnEGbLRthUNvX5Q48mOUTHTECGnSolykyFdASxrl_H6VwqiBIOI8HHQYDlNeB3jCntYQyopFe2q8FH-J5A_RZeEPxT7M/s400/044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378578488230444930" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfEflmNmnDKXK1KOu0ncnskuNdkENb11DsVtpqqr8eDRDOKiy7aQcNJ8wgMj-36ueTIwPAmJEDAQ4hQTTRUV-D8AIC11xxBs9XWdFZWnXvHe5MhhZJwA4Ky93E5Z9K0cng0z80L2xS4NA/s1600-h/045.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfEflmNmnDKXK1KOu0ncnskuNdkENb11DsVtpqqr8eDRDOKiy7aQcNJ8wgMj-36ueTIwPAmJEDAQ4hQTTRUV-D8AIC11xxBs9XWdFZWnXvHe5MhhZJwA4Ky93E5Z9K0cng0z80L2xS4NA/s400/045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378578979652696338" border="0" /></a>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-50001646304735994972009-08-30T19:53:00.000-07:002009-08-30T20:05:01.786-07:00First day of Pre-K<div style="text-align: center;">Cameron has started going to Pre-K. It is fun and challenging.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqxbK8OAnEsipqmYogNZUSV-G7WzTEpMT9l-uaUpmIwhtxY5shvJNnJqStu3iI4sk5iyEHpDKHT74_4E9ZKTFGy1C_IwdziYKDRO7AhuXQpQn9HgU3PrUhkKx-H_5PImPCjTIGW45QsLM/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqxbK8OAnEsipqmYogNZUSV-G7WzTEpMT9l-uaUpmIwhtxY5shvJNnJqStu3iI4sk5iyEHpDKHT74_4E9ZKTFGy1C_IwdziYKDRO7AhuXQpQn9HgU3PrUhkKx-H_5PImPCjTIGW45QsLM/s400/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375956524913736578" border="0" /></a>She really enjoys taking the bus every morning and afternoon. She calls it the Cheese wagon because that's what Daddy called it. I can't believe my Little Cameron is growing up so fast.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeq2CCHUKoa0q7IbhrGXA_x9D63_m-_wZc1okDZh1nNNeVS0tR4GvKz8ow0y4jiI4_suuNfM2uARxHfhox7nLKMDVzI8-wST3j35_JcyeY9o6x1UOWjzmtgVe99fhFAmdbaaZtpjqLZs/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeq2CCHUKoa0q7IbhrGXA_x9D63_m-_wZc1okDZh1nNNeVS0tR4GvKz8ow0y4jiI4_suuNfM2uARxHfhox7nLKMDVzI8-wST3j35_JcyeY9o6x1UOWjzmtgVe99fhFAmdbaaZtpjqLZs/s200/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375956982357880498" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghsthvNKCsfV0LQCC4IHQkM9ss1QnIEyZIasVxH-V59IjCoFGljVIS7ikZ1tTbST7JvptvETHocLGgglO0DJ7zZUhWp9yij2kWNrqG18k4b5g1ecG49jDOoRiJ9t_yZG5ZyxTwCWHqq74/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghsthvNKCsfV0LQCC4IHQkM9ss1QnIEyZIasVxH-V59IjCoFGljVIS7ikZ1tTbST7JvptvETHocLGgglO0DJ7zZUhWp9yij2kWNrqG18k4b5g1ecG49jDOoRiJ9t_yZG5ZyxTwCWHqq74/s200/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375957600640670066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-68755090569930892222009-08-22T20:02:00.000-07:002009-08-22T20:21:18.914-07:00The changing windsSeems like our plans are always changing the closer we get to being out of the army. At first we were going to head straight back to the Santa Cruz area and Nick would get back into trucking as soon as the house sells here. But as of now we have completely switched gears. We made sort of a last minute (or should I say last months) decision to Move to Portland Oregon with my side of the family and Nick will go to school!! After <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">alot</span> of thought, with the new Montgomery GI bill that will pay us monthly housing allowance as well as pay Nicks tuition, we feel like we cant pass up the opportunity for Nick to get back to school. Its a little scary and pretty exciting. But it is comforting to know that we will be with family in Portland to help out in any way possible to make this happen for us. So as of now those are the new plans. I'll let you know more as it happens.Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-3032652118158813862009-08-12T08:51:00.000-07:002009-08-12T09:00:58.432-07:00When you can't get up in the morning<div style="text-align: center;">What happens when you just can't get up in the morning<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_Qqy1JxwYG2weQ3xO8xRm4PRsdFMqgPIeAfoUFEbKMt3zW9gmRVQ9UxdccTcVPMPQUtjz8CzyOycNv7nrEsznUrBf5MsurJ0V5MVsrmOtlJI9deRw-DbEJAx8sCCZ9mJBZyy6DWsXNM/s1600-h/015.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit_Qqy1JxwYG2weQ3xO8xRm4PRsdFMqgPIeAfoUFEbKMt3zW9gmRVQ9UxdccTcVPMPQUtjz8CzyOycNv7nrEsznUrBf5MsurJ0V5MVsrmOtlJI9deRw-DbEJAx8sCCZ9mJBZyy6DWsXNM/s200/015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369106210086147490" border="0" /></a><br />your little one gets naked and tears the house apart while the older one takes your camera and documents the whole thing<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJpzGDewoX8EuBq_8cK-ioS5L0M45-C789XWYR_34BxFWmRSzRrlh0ZX0XrGOM0si5X2wjR9ZVtzEZEGy9NlB9URjNfrB7vkDBHaKppmgguxHn-vaI1e19n-rYnXZuvYPdGjA2-vQEK4/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpJpzGDewoX8EuBq_8cK-ioS5L0M45-C789XWYR_34BxFWmRSzRrlh0ZX0XrGOM0si5X2wjR9ZVtzEZEGy9NlB9URjNfrB7vkDBHaKppmgguxHn-vaI1e19n-rYnXZuvYPdGjA2-vQEK4/s200/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369107295666059058" border="0" /></a>and snaps a few of herself as well<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-20058135130878758842009-08-11T07:29:00.000-07:002009-08-11T07:51:36.227-07:00Happy Birthday Rowan<div style="text-align: center;">Happy 2nd Birthday Rowan!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt22_kzxIMRJZhgJn496iOheCKSxmMcaKbrWnkyilfOEoCujGIa3ibWjIijz6G688dzM0nTkjWu5TTDzFbvwvzdLtLeXuqIaRRLFBo76-_jehM4nVZEFvQautVINXaX-ITJwSnQIK_fB4/s1600-h/005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt22_kzxIMRJZhgJn496iOheCKSxmMcaKbrWnkyilfOEoCujGIa3ibWjIijz6G688dzM0nTkjWu5TTDzFbvwvzdLtLeXuqIaRRLFBo76-_jehM4nVZEFvQautVINXaX-ITJwSnQIK_fB4/s400/005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368714199042316562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohBPEhmVPsIylRqxj53Vjx5YPy_xLCReDx4PBGJN3FqMixmOR80LguhHKyYN_ez93JSiA6m_G3tMbQe-f6-PvriXjN9qERS2p0svTH-bHvljbG8Gk9047Qxd_W31n54B49cBTJLmuy-c/s1600-h/Rowan+Potty.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiohBPEhmVPsIylRqxj53Vjx5YPy_xLCReDx4PBGJN3FqMixmOR80LguhHKyYN_ez93JSiA6m_G3tMbQe-f6-PvriXjN9qERS2p0svTH-bHvljbG8Gk9047Qxd_W31n54B49cBTJLmuy-c/s200/Rowan+Potty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368715984366595186" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpRJ8sCydyN5xYmt2H4egvbIFBvtKRiAu2nYT4giMMh1NaXTnlDSqebYIUKKj6xbkt_aKHSGihaiFLsqy7jvAxBLCtTkScMASJFbNju7fLmtUQw-7ml5Hh-kMT3LRQqsES9QYnehf9JR4/s1600-h/009.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpRJ8sCydyN5xYmt2H4egvbIFBvtKRiAu2nYT4giMMh1NaXTnlDSqebYIUKKj6xbkt_aKHSGihaiFLsqy7jvAxBLCtTkScMASJFbNju7fLmtUQw-7ml5Hh-kMT3LRQqsES9QYnehf9JR4/s200/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368716984778631762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4011950658549049962.post-58665179843445574002009-08-05T18:37:00.000-07:002009-08-05T19:05:24.228-07:00Dreaming of the pacificIt's pretty hot here in Texas. My air conditioner has decided to work when it wants to. The thermostat doesn't regulate the temperature at all, so if I turn the air condition on it just runs and runs and runs, that's if the air conditioner even comes on. When I turn it to cool it usually starts to heats, so then I have to rattle the switch around for a bit and if I'm lucky it will start putting cool air out, but not usually, most of the time the fan will just kick on, so I have to rattle it around some more in hopes of cool air. Sometimes after I rattle the switch around I go and stand next to my bathroom window to hear if the air conditioning unit has switched on to cooling, I can tell when it has because it makes the louder noise when the cooling has kicked on. It really is quite a ridiculous game I have to play with the thermostat everyday, multiple times. I'm just a penny pincher is all and I don't want to have to pay for the repair, especially since I think it is just the thermostat, that we could probably replace ourselves. My house is three years old and I think I have had to call a repair man out every year. I am dreaming of the cool breeze of the<br />pacific ocean right about now.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-BiYFf8q0LfHey3g1ipa8HGtsz5rW4djO6U9kD3n-rpWWBOhg82rO8z76b40MNmX7ErIBOdMY9tfhUp320uKYa1V3gBBKHIjnrP_Sc2X8-G1ZlA299ftsfO1MAlPQ2lFO1eMqogWsYk/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT-BiYFf8q0LfHey3g1ipa8HGtsz5rW4djO6U9kD3n-rpWWBOhg82rO8z76b40MNmX7ErIBOdMY9tfhUp320uKYa1V3gBBKHIjnrP_Sc2X8-G1ZlA299ftsfO1MAlPQ2lFO1eMqogWsYk/s400/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366665719177191554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you Walmart for economy size boxes of "pop ice"<br /></div>Rosiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16286095217966140013noreply@blogger.com1