<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:16:55.419-08:00</updated><category term='future'/><category term='historic events'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Texas/OU'/><category term='temi-b-day'/><category term='andrea and josh&apos;s wedding'/><category term='wedding stuff'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='random stuff'/><category term='puffy heart items'/><category term='diy items'/><category term='day to day stuff'/><category term='temi b-day'/><category term='things that suck'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='fun things'/><category term='work'/><category term='puppy dog stuff'/><title type='text'>things of v</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4470918883837378903</id><published>2009-07-03T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:45:25.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build a Bear (er rather a dog)</title><content type='html'>So after Angie gave Matthias his Build a Bear guft card I couldn't wait to go build one!! WE looked and decided on a stuffed dog rather than a bear, but I kinda knew that would happen with Matthias' love for dogs. We picked out a &lt;a href="http://www.buildabear.com/shop/productdetail.aspx?ProductSKU=14829&amp;Category=dogcat&amp;CallingPage=ProductSummary"&gt;soft puppy&lt;/a&gt; with floppy ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;He we are getting it stuffed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And picking out a heart for it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1562.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1563.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1563.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now giving it a bath:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1565.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;And filling out the birth certificate: (BTW we named him Puppy Dog. Original I know)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1568.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I now realize I forgot to take a pic of the finished product complete with his ultra primo preppy outfit. I'll have to update later!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4470918883837378903?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4470918883837378903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4470918883837378903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4470918883837378903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4470918883837378903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/07/build-bear-er-rather-dog.html' title='Build a Bear (er rather a dog)'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1564.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4968399686707441796</id><published>2009-07-03T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:31:24.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-day recap!!</title><content type='html'>So last Friday was my b-day and some of the girls went to go see Mamma Mia. It was so fun!! There were a few little girls there adorning pink boas and claiming that "it was the best show EVER!!" Too cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1561.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards a few of us went to Trudy's for a good 'ol fashioned mex mart. Good times. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4968399686707441796?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4968399686707441796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4968399686707441796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4968399686707441796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4968399686707441796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/07/b-day-recap.html' title='B-day recap!!'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-901734389071697571</id><published>2009-07-03T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:28:41.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mosquitos suck</title><content type='html'>Especially when they bite my son on his eyebrow and it itches so much that he continues to rub it therefore making it swell... My poor Bubbers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1556.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-901734389071697571?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/901734389071697571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=901734389071697571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/901734389071697571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/901734389071697571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/07/mosquitos-suck.html' title='Mosquitos suck'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-7381550889156505943</id><published>2009-07-03T09:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:26:33.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puffy heart items'/><title type='text'>From Matthias' perspective</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why, but I ABSOLUTELY ADORE this picture. Matthias always takes my camera and snaps random shots without knowing it. But this one I feel really captures what things are like from his eyes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1554.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1554.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-7381550889156505943?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/7381550889156505943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=7381550889156505943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7381550889156505943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7381550889156505943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-matthias-perspective.html' title='From Matthias&apos; perspective'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-3882030683691093498</id><published>2009-07-03T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:24:06.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy dog stuff'/><title type='text'>So I think they like each other now...</title><content type='html'>Roscoe has finally grown used to Petunia being around. They're even snuggle buddies now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-3882030683691093498?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/3882030683691093498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=3882030683691093498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3882030683691093498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3882030683691093498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-i-think-they-like-each-other-now.html' title='So I think they like each other now...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-9047075402224009500</id><published>2009-07-02T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:54:13.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random stuff'/><title type='text'>So the new deal around our house is...</title><content type='html'>no cable. YIkes!! Well here's the low down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful hubby (i say that through gritted teeth) didn't pay the bill for some reason. he assured me that all oh "his bills" were caught up but apparently the cable wasn't (and thank God it was the only one) so the cable got cut off. I was a little annoyed at first, but not really bothered by not having it. Then we finished paying off our furniture so it was nice to have that extra money. SO I think we may have gotten used to that so we paid off the cable bill but didn't get it reconnected!! It's more money in our pockets and I'm not really missing it. AT ALL. Kinda sad huh?? So one of my odd goals is to watch every. single. movie. we. own. I discovered yesterday that some are still in the cellophane packaging. WTF?? I guess I've been buying random movies, storing them away and obviously not watching them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I watched a couple of movies yesterday afternoon, went for a walk, worked on Matthias invitations. Got a lot of stuff done. All b/c of no t.v. But I don't think our house will remain cable-less for long. Jason is all ready starting to gear up for football season and wants to switch to Direct TV so he can get the NFL SUnday ticket. I don't know, I guess we'll see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-9047075402224009500?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/9047075402224009500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=9047075402224009500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/9047075402224009500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/9047075402224009500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-new-deal-around-our-house-is.html' title='So the new deal around our house is...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4592926176528465862</id><published>2009-06-26T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:23:16.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='historic events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>The Death of an Icon</title><content type='html'>It's all over the media. And I can't go without saying anything about it. It's definitely  a moment that will always be remembered in history. He was our Elvis. Our Beatles. But sadly, Michael Jackson has died at the age of 50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take a trip down memory lane shall we?? Because let's all face it. Thriller is the record that has sold more copies than any other album in history. I remember watching the vide and honestly being a little scared of the zombies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=thriller0de-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/thriller0de-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I ultimately got over it b/c the dancing was fucking AWESOME. You know you've tried to do the moves. It's THE goto song when Halloween arrives. We would have the Thrill the World event every year if that dance/song wasn't so BAD ASS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5jN4OUofys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y5jN4OUofys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wouldn't perform it at their weddings if it wasn't so BAD ASS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPmYbP0F4Zw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPmYbP0F4Zw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's also remember that it produced SEVEN top 10 hits from ONE album. Crazy talent my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=michaeljackson_thriller.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/michaeljackson_thriller.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, my cousin and I would cut out square pieces of white paper and tape them to the floor in the hallway to try to do the Billie Jean video. Oh yeah. WE WENT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=billiejean2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/billiejean2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course thre was the glove. We bought a pair of white gloves. He got one and I got one. We begged our grandma to sew sequins on them, but she never would. And my cousin always got the "right" glove. NO FAIR! *pouts even tho it's 24 years later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=billiejean.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/billiejean.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also remember going to the grocery store by our house. We rushed over to the small video section they had and alas!! there was one copy left of HIStory. We BEGGED our grandma to rent it for us. SHe finally gave in. I guarantee you when we got home and pulled in the driveway, the car wasn't even in park before we just out of the car and awaited anxiously at the door to view our new found treasure that belonged to us for however many days the rental was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=mjhistory1995.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/mjhistory1995.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure the Smooth Criminal video was on there and i thought it was the coolest thing EVER. I remember us trying to lean as far as we cold without falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=87_02_00_smooth_criminal_54.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/87_02_00_smooth_criminal_54.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in essence a piece of my childhood is now gone. All allegations of his private life aside, the man was a global icon. A musical genius. A master of dance. Truly deserving of the title The  King of Pop, may you know rest in piece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4592926176528465862?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4592926176528465862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4592926176528465862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4592926176528465862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4592926176528465862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/death-of-icon.html' title='The Death of an Icon'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_thriller0de-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-3928193794198094174</id><published>2009-06-25T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T06:56:11.556-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>Slightly Irritated</title><content type='html'>So Jason says he working overtime this weekend. WHICH BLOWS. He's basically working the ENTIRE weekend of my birthday. And he's working ALL of next weekend so there goes celebrating 4th of July with him but I already knew it was his long week so I was planning on spending it with my mom. But now he's working that Sunday as well. So basically the next available time for us to celebrate my birthday is Saturday July 11. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently pouting in case you were wondering. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to celebrate with my girls tomorrow when we go see Mamma Mia!!! Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-3928193794198094174?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/3928193794198094174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=3928193794198094174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3928193794198094174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3928193794198094174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/slightly-irritated.html' title='Slightly Irritated'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4867772861430656874</id><published>2009-06-19T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:57:54.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy items'/><title type='text'>Baby Shower Invites!</title><content type='html'>No, not for me. For Jason's brother and wife. They are expecting a baby girl in August which gives Matthias a little cousin!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pleasure of creating her invites for her. The color scheme is the color scheme of the nursery, so it all ties together. Hooray for new babies that gave me something to do as I get bored very easily. I gave them a bunch of samples but they went for a simple card style invite. Here's some pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front of the invite: Simple with single embossed stamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1529.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1529.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside of the invite:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1531.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1531.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close up in inside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1532-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1532-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4867772861430656874?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4867772861430656874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4867772861430656874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4867772861430656874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4867772861430656874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-shower-invites.html' title='Baby Shower Invites!'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-643480799625442907</id><published>2009-06-19T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:46:40.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy dog stuff'/><title type='text'>Roscoe is now "The Good One"</title><content type='html'>Before he was the bad one and Rufus was the good one. But with Petunia on board, that puppy dog is CUH-RAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petunia caught in the act:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1512.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1512.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roscoe loves to chill-lax in the sand box for some reason:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1525.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1525.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And those are my dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-643480799625442907?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/643480799625442907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=643480799625442907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/643480799625442907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/643480799625442907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/roscoe-is-now-good-one.html' title='Roscoe is now &quot;The Good One&quot;'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5509955830607179567</id><published>2009-06-19T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:42:09.432-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puffy heart items'/><title type='text'>Matthias is such a good helper!!</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday we washed both vehicles. (Translation: Jason mainly washed and I supervised) But Matthias was whining because he wanted to help. Whatever it is you're doing, he wants to do it too. But he's such a good helper. He really genuinely tries and it is THE. CUTEST. THING. EVER. Just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding the hose waiting to rinse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1519.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1519.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finally getting a hold of the sponge, he promptly got down to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1520.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1520.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1521.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1521.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1522.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1522.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta soap up the sponge again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1523.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1523.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and posing for mom :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/CIMG1524.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5509955830607179567?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5509955830607179567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5509955830607179567' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5509955830607179567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5509955830607179567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/matthias-is-such-good-helper.html' title='Matthias is such a good helper!!'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/blog%20stuff/th_CIMG1519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6246431592389754996</id><published>2009-06-17T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T07:14:36.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>Hugs for my Hubby</title><content type='html'>Last night after Matthias had gone to bed Jason and I settled for movie and popcorn time. But he's been real reserved lately. I keep asking him if he's ok, and he keeps saying he is. So I badgered him with the same question over and over. He finally said, "I just don't feel good ok?!!?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked him, "Emotionally or physically?" He said, "Emotionally" I asked him why and he didn't answer, so I asked him two more times. He finally said, "I miss Rufus ok? I miss him a lot. I know Petunia is supposed to make me feel better but she doesn't yet. I like her, but it's not the same. I don't want to talk about it anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just gave him a hug and let him put his head on my shoulder. I still miss him too. :o(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6246431592389754996?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6246431592389754996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6246431592389754996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6246431592389754996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6246431592389754996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/hugs-for-my-hubby.html' title='Hugs for my Hubby'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6081250783563522279</id><published>2009-06-10T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T10:04:30.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>I have some bad news and some good news...</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've posted. We had a bad turn of events recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Rufus our Boston Terrier of 12 years to the vet because he seemed to have swollen legs and maybe retaining fluid. Turns out he had a massive tumor that was malignant and all of a sudden took a life of it's own. We thought we could get some meds and bring him back home. The vet informed us he was critical and wasn't sure what the diagnosis would be. He took some x-rays and called us back in the room. There was nothing we could do. It "hit him like  train" and was undetectable. He recommended we put him down because surgery could not help him and he was in fact dying as we spoke. With heavy hearts Jason and I agreed that this was the best case for him so he would no longer suffer. I stepped around the table to see his little face so much more tired than he was not even an hour ago. His face pale and sad looking. I called him "Handsome" and told him I loved him. I stepped back and he stopped breathing. And he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufus was a Valentine's Day gift from Jason  my senior year of high school. He was our first "child" my snugglebug, my lazy bones, my jogging partner, among other things. The house has a presence missing and it still sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wold like to take the time to say thank you to  my friends who have been a valuable source of support. They've been there for me thru thick and thin and this time was no exception. I love yall!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of days later after  a weekend of crying and moping we decided to go eat and we passed a group of people sellign some cute puppies. So desperately wanting to fill that void, I impulse purchased a toy poodle now named Princess Petunia Suzanne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a bittersweet scenario. I love our new puppy but we still miss Rufus. A lot of people say we gave him a good life and I truly truly hope we did. We miss you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6081250783563522279?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6081250783563522279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6081250783563522279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6081250783563522279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6081250783563522279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-some-bad-news-and-some-good-news.html' title='I have some bad news and some good news...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-463119805913871540</id><published>2009-05-26T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:45:34.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Long weekend</title><content type='html'>I'm so not in the mood to work right right now hence my "bloggin' break..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I left work early so Jason could go get his stitches out. His cut is more of a gash now and looks better but it's going to take some time to completely close up. It will leave a bitching scar though!! Oh and we had dinner at the same place we had dinner last Friday. Too bad Jason will be going back to work again this week. I really liked having him at home. :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday nothing exciting really happened. Jason did make some good bbq and roasted corn. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I got rid of some wedding crap which was nice. I went to a scrapbooking store and bought a couple of things. Got a couple of books at Goodwill for me and about 6 for Matthias. He loves him some story time. Jason noticed Rufus' hind leg was really swollen and now his other one is swollen. We take him to the vet this weekend. I hope it's not something serious. *prays* We're &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really really&lt;/span&gt; worried about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I slept in really really late since I stayed up with Rufus probably worrying more than I should. Made some king ranch casserole and pretty much laid around all day. I did love the rain we got. Other than that, pretty uneventful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-463119805913871540?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/463119805913871540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=463119805913871540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/463119805913871540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/463119805913871540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-long-weekend.html' title='Super Long weekend'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8514351312649842531</id><published>2009-05-20T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:22:43.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>quotes i like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"A dog owns nothing yet is seldom dissatisfied."&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Irish proverb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/IMG_2001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8514351312649842531?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8514351312649842531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8514351312649842531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8514351312649842531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8514351312649842531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/quotes-i-like_20.html' title='quotes i like'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-2902348124737607975</id><published>2009-05-20T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:12:13.794-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>no good things in my mailbox</title><content type='html'>So my mom has a subscription to this magazine called Country Living. I LOVE it. It's got everything so shabby chic. I yearn to have a home decorated like the ones they have in their magazines. Every time I go to her house i steal her magazine, completely disregard the fact that I have a child and sit in the corner and read it from cover to cover. Sorry kid. mom needs to drool over home decor. I guess my mom took a hint and got me a subscription for Christmas. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got the first 2 magazines just fine. I went to her house 3 Sundays ago and she had the new one. So I expected to get mine very soon if I already haven't. Well so far, I've checked the mail EVERY DAY and NOTHING. WTF?? It better not have gone in someone else's mailbox on accident. grrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-2902348124737607975?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/2902348124737607975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=2902348124737607975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2902348124737607975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2902348124737607975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-good-things-in-my-mailbox.html' title='no good things in my mailbox'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-9202076031093591964</id><published>2009-05-14T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T14:23:02.404-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Quotes I like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"My goal in life is to be a person as good as my dog thinks I am."&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1387.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1387.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-9202076031093591964?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/9202076031093591964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=9202076031093591964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/9202076031093591964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/9202076031093591964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/quotes-i-like.html' title='Quotes I like'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5284755144483117341</id><published>2009-05-13T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:56:48.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>Tuesday night</title><content type='html'>Was going along just fine. My brother called and said he was bored so he was going to come over. So i defrosted another chicken breast for him since I was in the middle making dinner. We ate and watched American Idol. I kept telling Jason to come inside from cutting limbs but he said he was almost done. I walked back inside to use the restroom when Jason came in right behind me. He said something that I couldn't understand so he said it again and this time I heard, "I think I need stitches"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I grabbed my purse and out the door we went. Luckily I was able to leave Matthias with my brother. As soon as we turned onto Brodie Jason says," Get in the next lane." I was like, "Why?" He says again, "Get in the next lane" I look over and realize he's about to hurl. I dart over and pull onto the street to the right. Jason barely gets the door open and vomits for like 2 minutes. Nice. Unfortunately, some got in the car including (which I discovered today) on my purse. So we get to the hospital and get signed in. I finally get to use the restroom which helps me calm down almost immediately. lol Jason gets up to get some gauze as he's still  bleeding and when he sits back down, he's sweating profusely and almost passes out. Poor guy. He can't handle blood. Thank God we are in and out in a about 4 hours which is pretty damn good for ER waits. He gets 5 stitches and has to wear a splint for 10 days. He did knick his tendon but did not do any permanent damage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a pic of his wound washed out before stitches....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1437.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1437.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5284755144483117341?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5284755144483117341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5284755144483117341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5284755144483117341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5284755144483117341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/tuesday-night.html' title='Tuesday night'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5411876344311400358</id><published>2009-05-11T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:05:39.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>Laid back again. And those are my favorite weekends. Our original plans fell though, but that was ok by me! I could then stay home and do nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night: went to Michael's to get some modge podge for a project I'm working on. Then I was really bad and got Jack in the Box. Matthias and I hung out the rest of the night and watched basketball and did laundry. I even let him stay up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: went to Dollar Tree to get some sprinkles and ended up getting some scrapbooking stickers and some beads and big craft button that I hope to turn into earrings. I started making some cakeballs for my mom and Jason's mom but I burned my finger really bad and it blistered so I called it quits early. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Jason let me sleep late. He bought me some flowers. Plus I had already gotten the lamps. He offered to take me out to eat but I knew it would be packed so we just had sandwiches for lunch. Then we went to my mom's and had dinner. My step-dad grilled and it was so good. Then we watched some basketball for a while and came home. Low key and we didn't have to go to his parent's house so it was PERFECT. I must admit its kinda weird to get "Happy Mother's Day" text messages from various friends and family, but it is what it it. I'm a mom!! Weird! I know that children were NEVER ever in my life plan, but God has different plans that what we may have and I couldn't imagine my life without my chunker wunkers (aka Matthias) He's my life. My pride and joy. What I look forward to going home to every day. I mean obviously I look forward to seeing Jason as well, but not like i do Matthias. My ABSOLUTE favorite part of my day is when we have story time. And he gets all the books he wants me to read to him. And I sit on the couch and he sits in my lap and we read book after book and some of those books more than once. Because he's my Bubs. And I love him so.  So I hope all the mothers out there had a great Mother's dAy b/c I know I did!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_2051.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/IMG_2051.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5411876344311400358?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5411876344311400358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5411876344311400358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5411876344311400358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5411876344311400358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-weekend.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Weekend'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5658394593065144773</id><published>2009-05-05T13:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T14:15:41.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another weekend review</title><content type='html'>It was a nice weekend. Very relaxed. My sister came over and stayed the night and it's always good to hang out with her. I bought Matthais some new shoes which he lost one of right away so I had to go hunt down another pair. But they're really cute b/c they almost look like Jason's shoes so dad and son match!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthias had his first taste of a sno-cone which was fun. He enjoyed it VERY much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1399.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1397.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1397.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his shades on and a slightly blue mouth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1400.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1412.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1412.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a goober:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1404.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1404.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rufus with the shades on now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1418.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1418.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scraping out what's left and Rufus eagerly awaiting for Matthias to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1415.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1415.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a blue tongue now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1422.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1422.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;On Sunday&lt;/span&gt;, i met up with Laura and Kim for Drinks &amp;  dresses. I was running behind as usual but had a good time. Time with my girls is ever dull. :o) We also determined that this will be a monthly installment. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=Dressesanddrinksmay.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/Dressesanddrinksmay.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterwards, Jason and I went to Lowe's b/c I saw some lamps I had wanted a long time ago on clearance!! So he bought them for me. I could tell he wasn't to thrilled but he knew I've been wanting them for some time. Have I mentioned I puffy heart him?? I think they're an early Mother's Day present. Which is fine, b/c it's something I TOTALLY wanted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we needed to get some lamp shades and I wasn't really too thrilled with the ones they had there. So we decided to get the lamps and wait on the shades. Then I wanted to get some cheap fake flowers to fill this wall thing that used to be my grandma's. So we went to Wal-mart and they had a nice lamp shade but Jason thought it was too fancy for the bases we bought. So then I thought that Bed Bath &amp; Beyond might have some shades and we have so many gift cards from there still from the wedding. So we went and i found some shades i LOVE. Jason ended up liking the whole ensemble!!! yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the new lamps with the new shades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1425.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1425.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(don't mind the mess on the table... focus on the lamp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1426.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1426.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(with our beautiful wedding pic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the wall thing-a-ma-bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1427.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1427.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good weekend. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5658394593065144773?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5658394593065144773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5658394593065144773' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5658394593065144773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5658394593065144773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-weekend-review.html' title='another weekend review'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-2912122718793890488</id><published>2009-04-30T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:52:02.923-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puffy heart items'/><title type='text'>This weekend's goal:</title><content type='html'>Try various recipes to find which Chocolate Chip Banana Muffins recipe I like best. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-2912122718793890488?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/2912122718793890488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=2912122718793890488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2912122718793890488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2912122718793890488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-weekends-goal.html' title='This weekend&apos;s goal:'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4375700582178927878</id><published>2009-04-28T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:05:35.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puffy heart items'/><title type='text'>For the first time in a long time...</title><content type='html'>Does that even make sense??!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWHO, I'm actually EXCITED about the ACL lineup!! It does help that my all time fa and will be there. I wish it was ll 5 members of DMB, but I know leRoi will be there in spirit. Pearl Jam, Kings of Leon (whom I listen to every day n the way home) John Legend (swoon) Mos Def, Toadies, Coheed and Cambria and The Scabs are among the few, I'm interested in seeing. I think that most of my friends don't like some of the ppl I've listed so it'll be tough for me to make the decision to go if I'm going to be hanging out alone. I also need to convince Jason that I want to go b/c I KNOW he won't go so that means abandoning my child for a couple of days. :o(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, the prospect of going is EXCITING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4375700582178927878?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4375700582178927878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4375700582178927878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4375700582178927878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4375700582178927878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-first-time-in-long-time.html' title='For the first time in a long time...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5211420365126796163</id><published>2009-04-24T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T12:35:06.456-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>Backed Up Day 2</title><content type='html'>So basically all day yesterday was spent trying to find the main line of our piping. FINALLY it was found and it was discovered that tree roots had grown into the piping causing it to clog. So it was decided to reroute the piping which entailed digging a 3 foot trench along the side of the driveway. The only problem?? It's dirt on the surface. PURE ROCK underneath. Those poor guys worked until 9:00pm. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1378.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1378.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trench with the piping that will eventually go into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1380.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1380.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the tub after the water eventually drained out. Don't ask me what the residue left behind is. I'm scared to find out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG1386.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1386.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the guys were supposed to come back this morning and *hopefully* finish the job. *prays*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5211420365126796163?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5211420365126796163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5211420365126796163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5211420365126796163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5211420365126796163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/backed-up-day-2.html' title='Backed Up Day 2'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6149792938828707748</id><published>2009-04-23T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T09:29:05.379-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>Backed Up</title><content type='html'>Yup. That's what's happening in our pipes at home. Everything is BACKED UP. Last night a few minutes after Jason and Matthias took a shower, I went to get in and there was about 2 inches of water that had never drained. Jason went to the store to get some Drano. He came back, tried to pour it down and plunge the tub. No dice. So i went to go use the other shower we never use and to my dismay saw that it was half filled with what seemed to be dirty toilet water (ew) and the toilet had complete overflowed. EW. So while we were trying to clean up the mess in the hall bathroom, by the time we got back to the master bathroom that toilet had overflowed as well. NICE. By that point it was 11:30 so I faked a shower and washed my hair in the kitchen sink (which seemed to be really slow in draining as well) and "bathed" with a soapy washcloth. FUN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we're waiting for a plumber. lalala&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6149792938828707748?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6149792938828707748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6149792938828707748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6149792938828707748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6149792938828707748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/backed-up.html' title='Backed Up'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8053636554617214155</id><published>2009-04-22T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:21:30.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He luvs me</title><content type='html'>So last night after i got home from work after a long day and having to stay after work, I arrived to Jason telling me he was going to make dinner b/c his brother was coming over. I don't ming having Josh over for dinner, but him and Jason will then hang out afterwards in the garage drinking beer in their "SEcret Boys Club" as the girls and I have deemed it. Again, not a big deal, but then that leaves no time for me and Jason to spend together considering we have limited evening with his work schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once JOsh left I was all excited b/c then that meant that Jason and I could sit down and watch our regular Tuesday night t.v. line-up. But Jason said he needed to go to the store. WHAT. THE. FUCK. It was already 10:30 and I was tired and didn't want to wait up anymore. I told him (in a huff) "Fine. GO. WHatever." I tired to stay awake but ended up falling asleep on the couch. A few minutes later I awoke to him saying, "Wake up" and he was holding some roses and a card for our 2 month anniversary. I puffy heart him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CIMG1370.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG1370.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8053636554617214155?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8053636554617214155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8053636554617214155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8053636554617214155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8053636554617214155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/he-luvs-me.html' title='He luvs me'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6350848667014168167</id><published>2009-04-20T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T09:24:02.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend review</title><content type='html'>*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week seemed so tiresome. it was particularly busy at work so maybe thats why. Thursday night i attended a banquet for an organization we work with. the food was so yummy!! It was recognizing some scholarship recipients. A couple of them were going to Nepal to renovate a maharaja's hunting lodge to form a bed a breakfast to not only provide jobs for that village to bring in tourist revenue but the profits from the B&amp;B would go to the local schools and hospitals. Anther kid was working with a company called nutty solutions. They worked to come up a with a "recipe" that was mixed with peanut butter and powdered milk and other ingredients that would go to help malnourished children in underdeveloped countries. They said the peanut butter really provided a good source of nourishment and was really inexpensive and this food didn't need to be refrigerated. I was really intrigued by this initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday i went  to an awards banquet  for some students I work with. They had some GOOD jalapeno poppers. Sad how the highlight was a deep fried appetizer.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday i went to a cocktail reception for work and then it was DATE NIGHT!!! Jason met me on campus and we went and saw Avenue Q. it was good. Puppets having sex made me laugh SO HARD. Especially when Kate monster gave Princeton a blow job and her head bobbed up and so fast! OMG. Then we attempted to have a late night dinner, but ended up going home and getting what-a-burger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went to pick up Matthias from the sitter. I was informed that a co=worker who has been ill for quite sometime had passed away early Sunday morning. She'd been progressively getting worse and worse and couldn't fight cancer as hard as she wanted to. I had gone to go see her a few weeks ago. We stayed a few minutes as she was barely audible and clearly needed rest. It was real tough to stand there and not cry. My God, she reminds me of my grandma in so many ways. Even the way she grabbed her drinking cup. Her hands, her fingernails.. made me flashback to my grandma lying sick in her bed not so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, some night,s I get really REALLY sad. I mean like REAL sad. I can't sleep and I don't know what to do My anxiety makes a reappearance. I feel so lost. I honestly do at times. Well a lot of the time. I know it hasn't been even a year yet, but I'm afraid to talk about it with people. I feel like at that time I didn't really get to feel anything about it. My mom suffers from depression so everyone was either telling me to be strong for her or for my child. So while I'm being strong for these individuals, when am I suppose to mourn? WHen am I supposed to feel? Matthias was sick at the time as well so that in itself was stressful. Then of course, there was/and still is the drama with the people who used to be my family as I have decided n my heart that they are not family as family doesn't do these things to each other. I have severed all ties with them. Then came the big decision on whether or not to postpone the wedding and we did. But then there was the wedding and wow that was time consuming. I did have to fight emotions with the realization that my grandparents would not be there. It was tough, but I think I hid it pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are and it's April. And I'm still sad. I really still have to think to myself, "You WILL NOT talk to your grandmother again" I just feel like i haven't talked to her for a while b/c she's been sick and that it'll be ok b/c I'll talk to her soon. But I won't. And every day it's a harsh realization. Silly I'm sure. Silly for me to have to remind myself of that on a daily basis. So again, as I mentioned, it's April. 9 months later. can i cry about this to people? WIll people say, "veronica you should be over this by now." Or would they say, "Veronica, you have a child, you're a grown up. Deal with this. Stop your blubbering." I'm scared. it sucks, b/c I'm alone A LOT. i know most of us don't really go out anymore b/c we're unfortunately getting older and lamer as the years go by. But most of us have someone at home to go to. Yes, I have Jason, but when he works night and he's walking out the door as I arrive it SUCKS. When he's busy every other weekend b/c of his job it SUCKS. So i lie awake in the middle of the night and call until he goes on break and can talk to me and calm me down. But i really don't feel like i can talk about this. And most people don't know what to say anyway b/c really, who so far feels as thought they have list both parents? I hate going to pick up my brother and sit across the street from my grandparents empty house. it KILLS me inside. Most people don't know what that's like either. And is it stupid? For me to be upset about seeing their vacant house??? I don't know. I don't know a lot of things right now. Except for this hole in my heart that is still hurting and hasn't gotten any smaller. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter but still sad note... John Madden retired from commentating. SAD!! What the hell is football without John Madden???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Matthias got his hair cut this weekend. And it is WAY shorter than what I wanted. *pouts*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6350848667014168167?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6350848667014168167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6350848667014168167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6350848667014168167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6350848667014168167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-review.html' title='weekend review'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-1070130708057898728</id><published>2009-04-10T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T06:58:43.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>But it would be even better if we got off at noon. Just sayin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-1070130708057898728?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/1070130708057898728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=1070130708057898728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1070130708057898728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1070130708057898728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-3042798701611384639</id><published>2009-04-08T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:11:31.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday's Confession</title><content type='html'>I'm totally Uberly obsessed with the 90's at the current moment. Everyday, I settle on the couch and watch 2 dvr'd episodes of Beverly Hills 90210. Currently I'm in Season 2. Ahh how I love to reminisce. And I've been listening to 90's radio during my work day. :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-3042798701611384639?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/3042798701611384639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=3042798701611384639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3042798701611384639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3042798701611384639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesdays-confession.html' title='Wednesday&apos;s Confession'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-7980899223101767441</id><published>2009-04-01T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T08:48:52.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, it's been a while...</title><content type='html'>So much has happened since I last posted. Bachelorette Party, Bridal Shower (which were both FABULOUS btw) and I got MARRIED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was... an interesting day. The day started off with people running late. And then more people running late. And even more people running late. Although we were supposed to start at 4:00 I think we started closer to 5. Oopsie! And damn was it windy as HELL. My veil was flying ALL OVER THE PLACE. But it made for a few laughs. All in all it was a good day. My make up was FAB and my husband (weird! husband!) looked handsome. :o) My bridesmaids looked gorgeous. My flowers were beautiful. The place was well decorated. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I needed to post something to get back in the swing of things. I'll have to catch up more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-7980899223101767441?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/7980899223101767441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=7980899223101767441' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7980899223101767441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7980899223101767441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/04/man-its-been-while.html' title='Man, it&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6989150504471702844</id><published>2009-02-05T07:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:41:52.650-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding stuff'/><title type='text'>wednesday's accomplishments</title><content type='html'>Not a damn thing. And it felt good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6989150504471702844?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6989150504471702844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6989150504471702844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6989150504471702844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6989150504471702844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/02/wednesdays-accomplishments.html' title='wednesday&apos;s accomplishments'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-7487754086707209195</id><published>2009-02-04T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:01:10.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding stuff'/><title type='text'>Tueday's accomplishments</title><content type='html'>We didn't accomplish much as we were committed to go to Jason's parents house for his dad's b-day for cake. Which under any other circumstance would have been ok, but with all the projects needing to be completed and the fact that Jason did NOT start dinner, made it really difficult. blugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised to find however that Jason had successfully cut out 5 programs by the time I got home. They're very time consuming as you have to cut out 6 fan blades per program. I had to go back and cut off some of the edges but he made the effort and it's greatly appreciated. (after I went bride-zilla apeshit on him the night before for not helping... tee hee hee) After we got back from his parents house, he made dinner for me and I finished the floral monogram. It looks good! I'll have to take a picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen I woke up this morning, I saw he had cut out 6 more programs. Yippee! Only a bazillion more to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-7487754086707209195?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/7487754086707209195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=7487754086707209195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7487754086707209195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7487754086707209195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/02/tuedays-accomplishments.html' title='Tueday&apos;s accomplishments'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4956338402635403749</id><published>2009-02-03T10:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:01:50.809-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding stuff'/><title type='text'>Monday's accomplishments</title><content type='html'>As soon as I got home we went to Michaels and bought more paper for the programs. Then we bought more flowers for the floral monogram and ribbon for the outside. We also bought toasting flutes! And we mailed off the final payment for the ceremony musician. Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished putting the flowers and now just need to glue the ribbon around the edges and we successfully made 2 programs. It takes waaaaaay too long to cut them out. SAD. Jason said he would cut them out while I was at work today.... ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered my garters today! I got some Dallas Cowboys ones and I hope Jason will be pleasantly surprised! That's all for now. Almost here! :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4956338402635403749?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4956338402635403749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4956338402635403749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4956338402635403749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4956338402635403749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/02/mondays-accomplishments.html' title='Monday&apos;s accomplishments'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-1326375354774471303</id><published>2009-02-02T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T08:01:36.524-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding stuff'/><title type='text'>busy weekend</title><content type='html'>*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I am exhausted. I feel Like I've been going non stop. However, I did accomplish a lot this weekend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: picked up matthias' tuxedo from being altered. Man, he's going to look so good!! &lt;br /&gt;Bought my dress for the bachelorette party.&lt;br /&gt;Mailed off the balance for the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Purchased our wedding bands.&lt;br /&gt;Went out and celebrated a friends b-day. (ok so this wasn't really productive so to speak but it was nice to just relax and Not think about a THING)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;picked up my shoes from being dyed and man they look good!&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my dress from alterations.... I'm not gonna lie, I think I'm gonna look pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;Helped my sister pick out shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Bought my dress for the bridal shower.&lt;br /&gt;picked out ties for my brothers to wear as ushers.&lt;br /&gt;nought more flowers for the monogram I'm hanging on the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;bought eyelets and all the available paper to make programs&lt;br /&gt;bought the styrofoam for the floral monogram&lt;br /&gt;bought 2 bolts of tulle&lt;br /&gt;bought bridal shower accessories and bach party accessories&lt;br /&gt;started the floral monogram but ran out of flowers&lt;br /&gt;wet up a mock display of the candy bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I mention I'm tired??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-1326375354774471303?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/1326375354774471303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=1326375354774471303' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1326375354774471303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1326375354774471303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/02/busy-weekend.html' title='busy weekend'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-7869451337047837921</id><published>2009-01-26T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:45:50.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The excitement grows...</title><content type='html'>We dropped invitations in the mail Tuesday night and most people got them on thursday. We already got 3 rsvp's in the mail!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize it's 26 days until we get married. I can't believe it's almost here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to get more accomplished this weekend, but oh well. We did get my sister's BM dress purchased and it should be shipped  this week. I did get their BM jewelry at a very discounted price I might add...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I will go and look at supplies for the wedding programs and go over the ceremony with Jason. I may also start putting together BM bags and getting a mock set up of the candy bar. So much to do, so much to do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a little while I am taking Matthias for his 18  month checkup. Seriously?? 18 months?? My baby is getting to be so big. Man, I feel old. HA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-7869451337047837921?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/7869451337047837921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=7869451337047837921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7869451337047837921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7869451337047837921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/01/excitement-grows.html' title='The excitement grows...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-1279027948309810399</id><published>2009-01-14T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T12:21:50.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 when did you get here??</title><content type='html'>Seriously it's been such a whirlwind. I feel so behind on so many things. I know it's b/c of the looming wedding in the near future. There's so many things to get done for that. I'm deathly afraid I"m going to forget something. I realize we're now 14 days into the new year. Time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working like crazy on wedding stuff in every spare moment I have. I feel like it's coming so fast and I'm not going to be ready!!I'm just trying not to worry so much about it. Some days I'm just really lazy and I don't do anything even though I should. I should say however, my invitations are beautiful. I love them. I LURVE them. I'm set to mail them out next Tuesday. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to work on small things little by little. I need to take pictures of my accomplishments to actually feel more accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did find our wedding bands. I'm so excited! We procrastinated so long on this. Among other things. I hear plans are in the works for a bridal shower and bach party. Can't wait for those either!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i thought I had more to say But I guess I really don't. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-1279027948309810399?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/1279027948309810399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=1279027948309810399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1279027948309810399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1279027948309810399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-when-did-you-get-here.html' title='2009 when did you get here??'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8488388820647444839</id><published>2008-12-08T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:23:31.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a weekend in December...</title><content type='html'>Gosh I feel like I've had a week off or something but it's only been a regular weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday jason ended up being off for his birthday which was cool. On thursday night I made him some homemade brownies and stocked the fridge with his favorite beer so when he got off on Friday morning he would be set. I even put his favorite blue sprinkles n his brownies. Man, Jason sure does love sprinkles. I got home from work, went and paid some bills and then took a shower to meet Kim and Laura at Trudy's/ Only i went to the wrong Trudy's and ended up going home. I ate ramen again (damn tooth.) and Jason and I attempted to watch our netflix movies. We watched one and half of another before we both fell asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday I cleaned house and started cooking little by little for his birthday dinner. Natalia stopped by for a little while in case I was unable to meet up with everyone at the potluck later on tat night. After that I ended up making chicken and beef enchiladas. I was very proud of myself for making my very first enchilada sauce from scratch I think my grandma would be proud.  Then Jason's brothers and sisters came over and we all ate, drank and played some board games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about midnight when it was clearly boys and video games time, I left to go meet up with my friends at the potluck. I was glad I stopped by even if I didn't stay for that long. It looked like it was a success as always! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0848.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/CIMG0848.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/CIMG0849.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0851.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/CIMG0851.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Temi oh so graciously dropped me off downtown so I didn't have to pay for parking. It was Mike's b-day and he was in town. I hadn't seen him in almost two years! I almost didn't go since it was already 1:30 but in the end I was so glad I did. I really missed him. YAY for Saturday nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0852.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/CIMG0852.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0853.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/CIMG0853.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0854.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/CIMG0854.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I did absolutely nothing. No, I take that back. I finished my handmade tags for our presents and finished wrapping them as well. Now if Jason will only put up the tree...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8488388820647444839?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8488388820647444839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8488388820647444839' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8488388820647444839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8488388820647444839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/12/weekend-in-december.html' title='a weekend in December...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/stuff/th_CIMG0848.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-1024714494973065952</id><published>2008-11-26T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T12:02:30.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I will try to sleep in.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will realize they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will put on a brave face.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will try not to cry but ore than likely fail miserably.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will eat good food.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be thankful for what's left of my family.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will miss her homemade gravy.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will reminisce of the Thanksgivings past when our family was whole.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will keep the hate out of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will hug my son and think about all the things she taught me that will hopefully make me the best other I can be.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will think of him in his sweatshirt he always wore.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will think of their coffee mugs I have in my "special memories" box and how they drank coffee with their pie.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will eat pumpkin pie b/c it's my fave.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be saved from visiting the infamous Soon to be In-Laws and be very VERY Thankful&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be my first holiday without my grandparents, my parents.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be hard but as I've done thus far, I'll hold my head up high and pretend I don't have a hole in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will wish my family was the way it once was.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will be sad but i will also be thankful for my son,  my fiance, my family that is left and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what it's all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-1024714494973065952?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/1024714494973065952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=1024714494973065952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1024714494973065952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1024714494973065952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8752689787042258779</id><published>2008-11-24T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T08:31:54.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive weekend</title><content type='html'>My Friday evening was quite lazy. I put the kiddo down to bed early and fell fast asleep. Twas nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went and got my first fitting for alterations. The dress fit WAAY better than when I bought it. (Cheers for losing baby weight!) Then I went to my mom's and watched the REd Raiders get their ass handed to them. Texas is back on top in the BIG XII!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I finished ALL, that's right ALL the embossing on the envelopes. I also hand stamped 100 RSVP cards with my pretty rose stamp. Now all I have to do is print them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it doesn't seem like much but trust me, it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8752689787042258779?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8752689787042258779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8752689787042258779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8752689787042258779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8752689787042258779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/productive-weekend.html' title='Productive weekend'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8046143524593133046</id><published>2008-11-20T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:26:20.015-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So I've decided</title><content type='html'>That i NEED a new skinny belt, some tights and some boots. Just thought everyone should know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8046143524593133046?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8046143524593133046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8046143524593133046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8046143524593133046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8046143524593133046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-ive-decided.html' title='So I&apos;ve decided'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5849787605926724092</id><published>2008-11-18T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:43:24.739-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get cold already</title><content type='html'>I wanna wear my new sweater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5849787605926724092?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5849787605926724092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5849787605926724092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5849787605926724092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5849787605926724092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/get-cold-already.html' title='Get cold already'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8433847788175982637</id><published>2008-11-17T13:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T13:18:48.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two songs...</title><content type='html'>I would conveniently like to NOT hear for a LONG time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I Kissed a Girl by Katy Perry   I don't care i you kissed a girl or not. No one really does. And if people claim they do they're trying too hard in life and are probably D-bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Paper Planes by MIA. Enough already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8433847788175982637?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8433847788175982637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8433847788175982637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8433847788175982637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8433847788175982637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-songs.html' title='Two songs...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-899212470107497900</id><published>2008-11-17T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:44:06.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mel's wedding</title><content type='html'>Although I'm a little late in posting about it, better late than never! Melissa's wedding was GORGEOUS. The church was nice. The reception was beautiful. I feel that my wedding will in no way compare to the lst two I've been to. Oh well. The show must go on right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked the church they used. Small and quaint. Perfect. I'm not gonna lie though. The officiant was a bit ummm what's the word?DRamatic?? Borderline just plain weird. He emphasized words in strange places. Just weird. We had to fight from laughing at times. The pics I have are from far away so I'll only post a couple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0685.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0685.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0688.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0688.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony we all waited for the wedding party to take pic so we could follow them to the reception. We all then realized we were dressed in black. But who cares we all looked good. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0693-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0693-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I really like this pic. I rarely see candid pics of myself that I like, but I like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=DSC02808-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/DSC02808-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're off to the reception! It was so pretty in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0694.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0694.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0695.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0695.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0697.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0697.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0699.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0699.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0701.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0701.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0702.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0702.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0705.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0705.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0707.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0707.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dance. Her dress was gorgeous. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0709.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0709.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us on the dance floor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0714.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0714.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0715.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0715.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0718.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0718.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0719.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0719.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kim caught the bouquet and Brad caught the garter.. hmmm. I think the contest was rigged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0736.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0736.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Kim Laura and I forewent (is that a word?? It is now!) the Duck Tour and went downtown. We went to Lanai first where we ordered "Lanai's mexican martini" as opposed to a regular one. WTF. It was super spicy. So we took them back to the bar and find out they have habanero juice. HABANERO JUICE. ouchy. Jack met up with us and we went to Apple bar. I don't remember much after that but here's a pic that I don't remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0773.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/CIMG0773.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun times. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-899212470107497900?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/899212470107497900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=899212470107497900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/899212470107497900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/899212470107497900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/mels-wedding.html' title='Mel&apos;s wedding'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/mels%20wedding/th_CIMG0685.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8693911297459178404</id><published>2008-11-17T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T07:02:02.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Relaxing Weekend</title><content type='html'>It was really nice. Low key. RELAXING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I treated myself to "I don't care food" Frozen pizza from HEB which was really good btw, cheese sticks and wine. So healthy. lol Saturday I started doing laundry then Jason and I had a date night. SO LONG OVERDUE. I swear we hadn't been out on a date in 2 years maybe?? And going without Matthias was such a treat. I mean we love him of course, but it's nice to go alone. We went t Vivo's since I had been craving it for a long time and Jason had never been. So yummy. I am discovering I'm a little bit of a lightweight now. I had one mex mart and I was kinda loopy! After dinner we went to Kohl's to get Matthias some winter clothes. Then we started to miss him so we went back home. I don't know if it's cool that we were home by 9:00 or if it's kinda lame. We still had to go to Wal-Mart but we decided to take Matthias with us. We got him a couple more long sleeved shirts. His Christmas one says, "Dear santa,  I really tried hard this year... Honest." After that Jason and I stayed up watching DVR'd stuff so we can clear out some space. Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I thought I would sleep in since I was up late the night before but alas I was up by 8:00. I laid in bed until 9:00 then migrated to the couch. At 10:00 I started making breakfast and got Matthias up. After that it was clean clean clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my biggest accomplishments this weekend was that I embossed 70 mailing envelopes for the invitations. Only 30 left and then 99 RSVP envelopes. At least I made a huge dent. :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8693911297459178404?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8693911297459178404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8693911297459178404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8693911297459178404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8693911297459178404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/relaxing-weekend.html' title='Relaxing Weekend'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-3473230934808736939</id><published>2008-11-04T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:27:18.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes We Can</title><content type='html'>What a historic event. Tonight I am proud to be an American.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-3473230934808736939?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/3473230934808736939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=3473230934808736939' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3473230934808736939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/3473230934808736939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes We Can'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6866323876993877413</id><published>2008-10-30T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T06:27:01.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun things'/><title type='text'>REJOICE! TV Orgasm night is BACK!</title><content type='html'>Congrats to Time WArner and KXAN for FINALLY reconciling and bringing back NBC television. Tonight I will be posted up watching one of my all time fav shows, The Office! YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6866323876993877413?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6866323876993877413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6866323876993877413' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6866323876993877413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6866323876993877413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/rejoice-tv-orgasm-night-is-back.html' title='REJOICE! TV Orgasm night is BACK!'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-146864151756993453</id><published>2008-10-27T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:00:02.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Monday</title><content type='html'>Not bad. Not good Just blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not , repeat DID NOT want to come to work today. Matthias got his shots this morning. Two boosters and a flu shot. You would think that by now I would no longer cry. Yeah right. The moment he gets a prick on his leg and he lets out that howl, it breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason was making fun of me last night about it. My mom said she cried too. I think all moms do. When we were sitting there with Matthias last night, he was sitting in Jason's lap. He just turned to me and said, "I love him so much. I never ever thought I would love something so much. I think I love him more than I love you. And I love you Veronica. But I love our son so much." And he teared up when he was saying it. And of course I teared up as well. But it's weird. B/c I feel the same way. There's just something about that little boy. He's the most amazing thing in the world. And the way Jason is with him. It's like this whole kind of new love that opens up. For this man. For this tough love man who melts when it comes to his son. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been following this Jennifer HUdson family case thingy all day today. What a sad sad story. What kind of mother fucker would kill a child? No one should have to endure a tragedy like that. So sad. It's kinda crazy how things like this make me SO sad. I could never imagine going through something like that. UGH. So horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am however liking the cooler weather today. But, it did contribute to my lethargy this morning. I can't wait to watch football tonight. Hopefully we can all snuggle on the couch. Ahh... those are the good nights. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I just realized i jumped around to a lot of subjects. ADD much??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-146864151756993453?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/146864151756993453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=146864151756993453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/146864151756993453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/146864151756993453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/blah-monday.html' title='Blah Monday'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-302420043555150985</id><published>2008-10-22T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:40:26.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged again!</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://christy101in1001.blogspot.com/"&gt;Christy&lt;/a&gt; this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Link to the person that tagged you&lt;br /&gt;2. Post the rules on your blog&lt;br /&gt;3. Share six non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag six random people at the end of your post by linking to their blogs&lt;br /&gt;5. Let each random person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their website.&lt;br /&gt;6. Let your tagger know when your entry is up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a slight case of OCD so i want to clean my ears all day. I always feel they're dirty so I get anxious and want to clean them, but my doctor advised me not to so Jason sometimes hides the Q-tips from me. I'm a freak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't necessarily always wear make-up but I never leave the house without eyeliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I still sleep with my pillow I've had since I was 2. It's the size of an airplane pillow and it's as flat as a board. I can't fall asleep without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I have a weird obsession with the Titanic. I always buy books on it and get excited when they find new evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I also have a weird obsession with true crime stories. One time E! did a story on the top 20 unsolved crimes. I googled all of them and bought books on them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a weird birthmark (?) on my right eye. It's this purple vertical line next to my iris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://ayamc.blogspot.com/"&gt;laura&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://kimmayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fellow knotties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://confessionsofanenginerd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jill&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://rivula.blogspot.com/"&gt;Brooke&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://twobabboos.blogspot.com/"&gt;elyse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://realworldrena.blogspot.com/"&gt;rena&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-302420043555150985?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/302420043555150985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=302420043555150985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/302420043555150985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/302420043555150985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged-again.html' title='Tagged again!'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-61210919112862081</id><published>2008-10-22T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:25:07.795-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day to day stuff'/><title type='text'>well poop</title><content type='html'>Our book club meeting was supposed to be today during lunch. But it turns out the person originally said the wrong date so it's actually tomorrow. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm too anal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good book by the way. &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Diving-Bell-Butterfly-Vintage-International/dp/0307389251/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1224692552&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;The Diving Bell and the Butterfly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-61210919112862081?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/61210919112862081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=61210919112862081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/61210919112862081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/61210919112862081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-poop.html' title='well poop'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-4541495712528349250</id><published>2008-10-21T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T09:03:32.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Preview</title><content type='html'>We got Matthias' costume this weekend. I couldn't wait to take pics. How can something be so cute? Seriously??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0651.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0651.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0652.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0652.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0653.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0653.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-4541495712528349250?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/4541495712528349250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=4541495712528349250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4541495712528349250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/4541495712528349250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-preview.html' title='Halloween Preview'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6691910016532349578</id><published>2008-10-20T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:21:50.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag isn't just for kids...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://confessionsofanenginerd.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jilly Jill&lt;/a&gt; tagged me! I feel so special. So without further adieu, here are 6 things that make me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Matthias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day with him is so special. I can't wait for his first smile of the day. He's where my heart belongs. Sorry Jason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0538-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0538-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Charleston Chews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're my current chocolate addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=Charlestonchewvanilla.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/Charlestonchewvanilla.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. dirty martinis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually extra dirty martinis. no scratch that. skanky dirty martinis. mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=dirtymartini.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/dirtymartini.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jam out wherever I am. At work, in the car, at home, while "running.." It can bring me out of a funk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=268795938_668e01fb5c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/268795938_668e01fb5c.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I love dogs more than some people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. SHOES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=2681056021_b71e2eed27.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/2681056021_b71e2eed27.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ayamc.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kimmayer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kim&lt;/a&gt; (when she gets her internet turned back on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all b/c I think all the Knotties got tagged already ;o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6691910016532349578?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6691910016532349578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6691910016532349578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6691910016532349578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6691910016532349578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag-isnt-just-for-kids.html' title='Tag isn&apos;t just for kids...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-2685155439470380712</id><published>2008-10-17T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:14:39.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun things'/><title type='text'>Sex on Fire</title><content type='html'>My official new favorite song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-2685155439470380712?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/2685155439470380712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=2685155439470380712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2685155439470380712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2685155439470380712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/sex-on-fire.html' title='Sex on Fire'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-1474779068205270690</id><published>2008-10-16T22:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:13:14.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>When it's quiet at night and Jason is at work, and Matthias and the dogs are sleeping and i'm wide awake all alone... I suddenly realize I feel like a different person. Like I'm not myself. i struggle to find my identity as I sit on my couch. I glance up at the pictures of my grandparents. My grandpa looking quite strapping in his dress blues. My grandma all dolled up. There's a note on the bottom of the picture to my grandfather. And once again harsh reality sets in. They're gone. And I can't physically talk to them anymore. I feel like an orphan. All of a sudden I'm 4 years old lost in the mall. I'm frozen. I can't move. I'm scared. People are staring at me as if I have a scarlet letter singed on my forehead. I don't know who I am anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want people to ask me how I'm doing so I an talk it out. At the same time I don't want people to ask me about it b/c I don't want to experience the pain. So I'm secretly mad that people don't know what I want. That i don't know what I want. And then it hits again. Because I don't know who I am anymore. I'm now Veronica. With Dead Parents. And it sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-1474779068205270690?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/1474779068205270690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=1474779068205270690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1474779068205270690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1474779068205270690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5810320217264469587</id><published>2008-10-16T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:58:54.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things that suck'/><title type='text'>Oh Jim how I miss thee...</title><content type='html'>My thursdays are officially ruined. i tried to not let it get me down last week. Well, I was too busy to notice. But Thursday TV orgasm night is no longer. Fucking TIme Warner/KXAN bullshit. i don't give a shit who's lying. FIx the Shit and Fix it SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B/c I don't know how much longer I an go without Seeing Jim and Dwight squabble. I seriously may load up Matthias and head over to jason's parent's house and commandeer Jason's dad's mini tv in the garage (it's not hooked up to cable)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5810320217264469587?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5810320217264469587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5810320217264469587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5810320217264469587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5810320217264469587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-jim-how-i-miss-thee.html' title='Oh Jim how I miss thee...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-7809758270874772042</id><published>2008-10-16T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T09:01:07.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><title type='text'>Speaking of names...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=wed_66.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/wed_66.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason and I have gone back and forth over this. I really REALLY don't want to change my name. Nothing against him. AT ALL. I just don't understand why I have to be the one to change my name b/c of some antiquated "rule." So I get called a feminist. I told him I would compromise and hyphenate. That's not good enough. *sigh* Oh well, I guess we still have 4 months to fight about it. And really if I change my name I can't do my super cool name trick. Then how UNCOOL would I be??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-7809758270874772042?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/7809758270874772042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=7809758270874772042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7809758270874772042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/7809758270874772042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/speaking-of-names.html' title='Speaking of names...'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8422227327747627042</id><published>2008-10-16T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T07:53:18.492-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Nametags</title><content type='html'>I thought I escaped from them when I left the retail world. Apparently i was wrong. Although it's not "mandatory" it's "highly recommended that we wear them. Translation: Wear them. It's not a big deal really. But I prefer my name to show my middle initial. My nametag doe snot reflect that. I fell like an imposter wearing the name of someone else... Who's Veronica Cantu? I'm Veronica &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cantu. You must have me mistaken with someone else. heh heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8422227327747627042?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8422227327747627042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8422227327747627042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8422227327747627042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8422227327747627042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/nametags.html' title='Nametags'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-6730974017939419771</id><published>2008-10-15T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:14:12.913-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temi-b-day'/><title type='text'>Weekend Part 5</title><content type='html'>On to Six! (the bar not the street as we had to clarify so many times at dinner.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun. I hadn't been there since they added so many elements. upstairs with a view. Dancing (yes!) in the middle, chill relaxed environemnt with pool tables and darts below. I thnk I may visit this place more often. i remember when it first opened. Or as I was telling everyone that night, "when Kim and I opened the bar" (ha!) there was only one part to it. Or maybe there was more but it wasn't as prominent as it is now. The only thing about upstairs was that the dang fans were on MESSING UP MY HAIR. But we did get some sexy model pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0560.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0560.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0564.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more random pics from upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0562.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0563.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0563.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0565.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0566.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0566.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0570.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0570.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The it was on to donstairs. We had originally thought the b-day girl had abandoned us. But she was just downstairs. :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics of us Working the sexy leopard chiars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0573.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0573.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0580.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0580.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0581.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0581.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0583.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0583.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0586.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0586.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0587.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0587.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we decided to leave. But before we do, lets tell the owners of Six tahat saloon style doors are not appropriate for restrooms. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onward to Apple Bar?? No we decided to let Jack pick. Prague. BAD MOVE. Jack at that point lost his bar choosing privileges FOREVER. WE ran into trouble, so Jager BOMBS! Then Red Fez. More trouble. Seriously, Jack, you're 0-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0603.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0603.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0614.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0614.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I had such a fun time this weekend. The various celebrations were great I wished Laura would've made it out on Saturday night tho... Laura, we missed you! Thanks to Kim for driving home as I was in no condition to drive. But I must admit, I'm pretty cute with squinty drunk eyes as you can notice in the pics. (the squinty eyes, not the cuteness... no, actually go ahead and notice the cuteness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; BTW, still haven't finished my 101 list. I did start however. only 38 items on there. LAME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-6730974017939419771?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/6730974017939419771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=6730974017939419771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6730974017939419771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/6730974017939419771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-part-5.html' title='Weekend Part 5'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/th_CIMG0560.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-8505333148327323946</id><published>2008-10-15T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:58:48.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Weekend Part 4</title><content type='html'>We had just left Cru and were walking over to Six. Melissa and Kim were walking in front of me so I didn't notice at first, but there was a man passed out on the ground with his head hanging off the curb. A lady was standing by him. We asked if she was all right. She said she was and that she didn't know the man. Her husband and she had dug thru his pockets and found out his name and where he worked. They also found what they thought was a work visa and so they didn't want to call the cops to get him arrested or deported. They called his job which was a restaurant up the road and that someone was coming over to get him. She thanked us for asking if things were ok and said that everyone else had either walked by or took pictures of the man passed out. NICE people. This was a situation where it did not look ok. Not some stereotypical scene where a drunken frat guy passes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then a man walks up and says he'll take care of this guy. he said, "he's had a bad time" then he says softer, "his brother was murdered last night" Wow. Poor guy. I wonder if that happened to me how distraught I would be. My prayers go out to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-8505333148327323946?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/8505333148327323946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=8505333148327323946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8505333148327323946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/8505333148327323946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-part-4.html' title='Weekend Part 4'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-1864620531012232490</id><published>2008-10-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:32:05.871-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temi b-day'/><title type='text'>Weekend Part 3</title><content type='html'>Saturday night was Temi's b-day celebration at Cru. Not only were we there to see her but her new "friend." The atmosphere was nice. The wine was pricey. I tried to drink my glass slow. But it was nice to personalize the menu for her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0544.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0544.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my gorgeous friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0547.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now before I go any further, let me take a moment to say that at this point on Saturday night, I had literally been drinking since Thursday night at the rehearsal dinner... We drank before the wedding Friday, at the wedding, downtown after the wedding, woke up at 9:30 and began drinking at 10:00 for the Texas/OU game... I did  take a couple of hours off in b/w the game and dinner, but still, I was feeling good... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all of a sudden a war was ensued. I'm not sure how it started, but apparently the main goal was to snap as many pictures of people without them noticing. WHy you ask? WHo knows? He's a few of the casualty pics... Oh and Temi's new man Bryan was the captain of the other team. I'm not sure who was on my team and who was on his but it was on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0549.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0551.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0551.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0553.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/CIMG0553.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANd seriously, how cute were Temi and Brian?? He was so intent in her words. Looking at her when she spoke. Her hand placed on his back from time to time. I miss that honeymoon phase. *sighs* But btw Temi, I APPROVE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-1864620531012232490?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/1864620531012232490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=1864620531012232490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1864620531012232490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/1864620531012232490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-part-3.html' title='Weekend Part 3'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/temi%20b-day/th_CIMG0544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-2482463620056680551</id><published>2008-10-14T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T14:28:35.450-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Texas/OU'/><title type='text'>Weekend Part 2</title><content type='html'>So we went to jeremy's to watch the Texas/OU game. I was a bit nervous since we were playing #1 ranked Ou. But in all seriousness, who are we kidding? We whooped that ass! Once the game was over we ate some burgers. Matthias had a fun time. running around again. How does this kid get so much energy? He ran around the ENTIRE previous night at the wedding. Ahh to have that much energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Bogart wanting to hog some attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0534.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0534.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthias got in the beer. Thank God it was closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0535.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0535.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthias lovin him some ketchup...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0540.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/CIMG0543.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pic of the stands from the game that a student sent us... Where did the Sooners go?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/?action=view&amp;current=IMG00041.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/IMG00041.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P.S. Horns are #1 bitches!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-2482463620056680551?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/2482463620056680551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=2482463620056680551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2482463620056680551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2482463620056680551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-part-2.html' title='Weekend Part 2'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5549011961477384811</id><published>2008-10-14T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:06:27.494-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrea and josh&apos;s wedding'/><title type='text'>Weekend Part 1</title><content type='html'>Since this weekend seeme duber long, I'll break it up into pieces. I left work early so Jason could make it to Andrea &amp;amp; Josh's run through on time. The rehearsal dinner immediately followed at hi parents. It was nice. Laid back. No pictures though. I couldn't find my damn camera battery charger.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was the day of the wedding. Still couldn't find my damn camera battery charger. We had to end up going to buy one for $50. So I can now virtually charge and camera battery known to man. I've been thinking and I think I'll open  up a camera battery charger shop in my garage. Prohibition-era style. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we got ready and headed out. Had to be there an hour early so Jason and the rest of the groomsmen could take pics... Here's one I snapped behind the professional photographer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0467.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0467.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Jason was busy snapping pics. Matthias was busy RUNNING A MUCK. OK not really, but serously, that kid has some energy. He was just running back and forth on the grass. I think it's b/c it was cushy. Which on any normal day owuld've been fine. But I was in heels and kept sinking into the damn ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0469.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0469.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then of course he got thirsty. Jamie's a good helper with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0481.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0481.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sit down. It was nice to have them use the same ceremony musicians as us so I got to see them in action. Here's Jason escorting the bride's grandma. Which of course makes me sad.*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0484.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0484.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the beautiful bride. Her bouquet colors were so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0494.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much all I saw of the ceremony. Matthias started to get fussy and wanted to get down and walk around. So it was either have him walk around behind the chairs or have him start crying.I know I wouldn't want that, so I got up and walked him around so I missed the ceremony. SAD. Ah well... on to the reception! Oh and mental note to self... they went thru 30 bottles of wine in 1.5 hours. She said her friends were alcoholics, so I might not need that much. Evidently she hasn't met my friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be one of the cutest pictures I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0496.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0496.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason giving his toast and the first dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0499.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0499.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0501.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0501.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matthias with his uncle/godfather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0510.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0510.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why can't Jason just take a normal picture??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0516.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0516.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he wonders why Matthias does this.. Dayum. He's all up in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0517.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0517.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0524.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0524.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the night. At that point we were hoping Matthias would sleep for a LOOOOOOONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0525.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0525.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh told us to meet him at the Stephen F Austin at the bar where they were staying. We tried to convice jeremy to go but he said he "had other plans" mmm hmmm Prolly trying to get laid. So Jason and i went but by the time we got there, they weren't there. We figured since we had paid for parking we may as well go out. So we went to Apple Bar, my fav! I just happened to be looking out the door when I saw them walk by. So Jason runs out and they all come in. But Josh is FUCKED UP. (I remind myself not to drink that much on my wedding day.) Screaming and cheering for God knows what. Then he immediately passes out on the couch. Apparently, this is what a man looks like a few hours after he gets married. Beaten, defeated... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0529.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0529.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I finally got a pic with the bride. Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/?action=view&amp;current=CIMG0532.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/CIMG0532.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's some mental notes from Friday night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Order more alcohol for our wedding. Don't drink a whole lot and don't let Jason drink a whole lot. Give the DJ a DO NOT play list. Make sure you get a good idea of what the DJ will play. For other purpose. No matter how much you loe a dress, if it doesn't look good, don't wear it Veronica. You looked like a beached whale in black satin. Nix that a Killer WHale. Orca if you will. NICE. Even if you are going to be taller than Jason in pictures b/c you can't live without heels, don't slouch. Your posture looks horrible and it makes you look fatter. Just be taller than him. Get over it. Cheers to a fab wedding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5549011961477384811?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5549011961477384811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5549011961477384811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5549011961477384811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5549011961477384811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-part-1.html' title='Weekend Part 1'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a281/vncantu/andrea-josh%20wedding/th_CIMG0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-2366118033654576092</id><published>2008-10-08T17:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:53:09.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New project</title><content type='html'>I think I need to make some door knob covers for the door knobs. Matthias has learned how to unlock doors. Well, he's known for quite some time, but he's almost figured out how to open the door. YIKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find any cute ones though.  The only thing I can find is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.christinascrochethaven.com/door_knob_cover.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dang this bitch is hardcore about her copyright. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of crafts, I made Andrea some wine glasses and etched her initial on it. I think I will make more in the near future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess I should get on this 101 list thingy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-2366118033654576092?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/2366118033654576092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=2366118033654576092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2366118033654576092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/2366118033654576092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-project.html' title='New project'/><author><name>V-Ro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02905990630279656798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b5YqryNnD8g/SOuoIU6s_aI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6DYESnmac0U/S220/CIMG0392.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4788347548708396242.post-5382863379455661795</id><published>2008-10-08T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T11:15:21.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumping on the Bandwagon... REALLY late</title><content type='html'>So here it is. Finally. It's really supposed to be my 101 in 1001 days. But in all seriousness, I can't for the life of me think of 101 things to do. Really, my days consist of making sure Matthias eats his daily amount of nutritional goods and making sure Jason doesn't feed him cheese puffs all day long. *sigh* It's not that he doesn't care about his nutrition.. he claims that Matthias will not eat with him. I gander it's b/c he exhibits  no patience with with the kid but what do I know?? I'm at work while all this goes on. But I digress... so I'll start on a list of things. Laura tired to get me to do this a long time ago, but for some reason I couldn't figure it out. So I'll take another go...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, other than trying to compose a list of goals which I assume I will never obtain, not much else is going on. The regular. I feel like such a lameass lately. The kiddo takes up all my time. And I don't really mind. Only when I talk to people and they ask, So what's new?" Then I feel like a loser. Or when when I post blogs. Yeah. LOSER. I guess wedding plans are going ok. I've gotten back in the planning mode. I made my diagrams of the ceremony set-up and almost completed the diagram for the reception. Of course I ask Jason for his opinion and he says, "yeah..." ummm ok. But again, all of our attention revolves around Matthias. Last night he looked uber cute in his knit pants. Why is it infant pants are so cute? Is it b/c they're so small?? And of course he's all into putting his shoes on, so he had some sneakers on. You know, to complete "the look."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we were walking up to Jason's parents door last night it was really a weird reality check. I remember when his parents bought that house back in '97. And here we are 11 years later with a kid. FO REALS. Jason was holding his hand helping him was up to the front door. It's just one of those moments... Those ones where you seem like an outsider looking in and the moment is so endearing. You fall in love all over again and you realize that no matter how shitty your days are, at the end of it, I go home to a wonderful family. *fluffy feeling inside* ;o)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok enough sappiness for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4788347548708396242-5382863379455661795?l=v-ro-101things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/feeds/5382863379455661795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4788347548708396242&amp;postID=5382863379455661795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5382863379455661795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4788347548708396242/posts/default/5382863379455661795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://v-ro-101things.blogspot.com/2008/10/jumping-on-bandwagon-really-late.html' title='Jumping on the Bandwagon... 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