<?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-23486618</id><updated>2012-01-24T15:25:27.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogerooski</title><subtitle type='html'>In case you're wondering what I'm up to.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-4708912057018072677</id><published>2008-05-21T14:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T14:20:40.899-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car burst into flames on I-15</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/_KoCmDOoxoo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/_KoCmDOoxoo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gabey and I were on our way to the airport, when we saw some black smoke ahead of us. There wasn't any traffic or cops, so we figured it must be a factory or something... turns out a VW bug had just burst into flames on the side of the road!! We passed by it quickly, and I was able to get a video. It goes by fast, so try to pause it and see the damage. It's crazy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-4708912057018072677?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/4708912057018072677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=4708912057018072677' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/4708912057018072677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/4708912057018072677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/05/car-burst-into-flames-on-i-15.html' title='Car burst into flames on I-15'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6556738445356626773</id><published>2008-05-17T02:33:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:48:09.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Theater Bug Bites Again!</title><content type='html'>I've been busy lately-- I've been very worked up about auditions for "Seussical: the Musical".  I've been dying to play a lead role in this show since I first participated in it over two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Rodgers Memorial Theatre in Centerville, UT,  I had a blast playing a little yellow "Bird Girl #2".  But I knew if I ever had the chance, I'd try again for a lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've been practicing my heart out for two weeks.  My poor roommates got so sick of my audition song!  But it ended up going very well. I got called back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callbacks were on Thursday.  I felt like it went really, really well, but I didn't want to get my hopes up! I've done that before and been very disappointed!  But let's be honest, I knew I could do it this time, and I knew I'd done well, and I TOTALLY got my hopes up. I was sick to my stomach all day in anticipation! I literally had heartburn all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part is that I couldn't even be home for when they posted the list online! I had my dear roommate Kendra call me at work. I heard the phone ring right at 6pm, and my heart practically leapt out of my chest.  I was helping a customer at the time, so I had to put Kendra on hold.  That felt like the longest transaction of my life! I finally bolted away from the registers and ran upstairs for some privacy-- I knew I'd be emotional either way it went.  And then, she layed it on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MAYZIE LA BIRD!!!! I was shocked!! Mayzie?!? They think I'm mayzie-like?! Well... GREAT!!!   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always pictured myself as more of a Gertrude McFuzz-- kinda nerdy and silly.  But apparently they see sassy, flamboyant, and arrogant Mayzie potential in me! I'm not gonna complain-- I got a leading role!  I'm excited to try something that's a little out of my comfort zone (insert all of your arrogant jokes here.. hahaha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes folks. I'm on the stage once again. And I'm so freakin' excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more about when/where here: www.alpinecommunitytheater.org&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6556738445356626773?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6556738445356626773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6556738445356626773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6556738445356626773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6556738445356626773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/05/theatre-bug-bites-again.html' title='The Theater Bug Bites Again!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-8905228292185893707</id><published>2008-05-14T04:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:50:35.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One of my favorite videos EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/x3Rw_3ky-uo' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/x3Rw_3ky-uo'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These next two posts are in the "laughing baby" chapter of my favorite funny videos of all time.  There's nothing like the hearty laugh of a baby to put a smile on your face! I hope you enjoy these as much as I did!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-8905228292185893707?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/8905228292185893707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=8905228292185893707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8905228292185893707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8905228292185893707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/05/one-of-my-favorite-videos-ever.html' title='One of my favorite videos EVER'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-148351973337350255</id><published>2008-05-14T04:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T04:47:35.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Another favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/cXXm696UbKY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/cXXm696UbKY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-148351973337350255?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/148351973337350255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=148351973337350255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/148351973337350255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/148351973337350255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-favorite.html' title='Another favorite'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-2656664134607181458</id><published>2008-05-07T15:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T15:38:29.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Uninstall iShield Lite</title><content type='html'>I know this is kind of a random post, but I had to do it because I know there are TONS of people out there who have been trying to figure out how to do this, and have been stuck like me (I've been trying to delete this terrible program from my computer for almost a year now!). Your answer has finally come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iShield Lite is a great idea, in theory-- it's an internet filter that prevents pornographic images from appearing on your computer. In reality, it's not worth the trouble. DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME. After the free trial expires, there is no way to uninstall. I was very careful when I chose it to make sure that wouldn't happen, and they were very deceiving and it said there was an uninstall function. Not true. There is a message that pops up EVERY SINGLE TIME you open any new window or tab that says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your iShield Lite has expired. Please uninstall the product to avoid this message being prompted out frequently. Review help file to continue the service."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was no way to remove it! It's nowhere to be found under add/delete programs. It's not on any program or add-on list.  But today, my friends, I found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to try disabling all of the internet add-ons, and lo and behold, the pop-up disappeared!  So I went through each add-on, one by one, and have finally found the culprit. What you'll need to do is go to the top of the internet window, underneath where you type in the webpage, and click on "Tools". There will be a drop-down menu. Go to "Manage Add-Ons", and slide over to "Enable or Disable Add-ons...". It will show a list of enabled add-ons. Just click on the one with the following information, and at the bottom left-hand corner of the page, choose "Disable". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name:      EventIntercept Class&lt;br /&gt;Publisher: Guardware Ltd&lt;br /&gt;Type:      Browser Helper Object&lt;br /&gt;File:      ISIEEdit.dll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure to hit the "OK" button so it will save your changes. Unfortunately, I still don't think you can delete it, but at least you can stop it from yelling at you every time you go online!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for future reference, I find NetMop to be an excellent internet filter. It's worth the money (and it's not that much). You can check it out at www.netmop.com. No more free downloads, they're not worth the trouble!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-2656664134607181458?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/2656664134607181458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=2656664134607181458' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2656664134607181458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2656664134607181458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-to-uninstall-ishield-lite.html' title='How to Uninstall iShield Lite'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6930931967586159535</id><published>2008-05-03T02:22:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:17.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ironic</title><content type='html'>I find it ironic that this is what the dressing room curtain looks like at the TAILORING SHOP I went to a few weeks ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/SBwFbZPHtRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BxnnsGMFSfg/s1600-h/DSC00522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196034038267622674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/SBwFbZPHtRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BxnnsGMFSfg/s400/DSC00522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct me if I'm wrong, but they should have a few things lying around that could solve this problem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6930931967586159535?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6930931967586159535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6930931967586159535' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6930931967586159535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6930931967586159535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/05/ironic.html' title='Ironic'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/SBwFbZPHtRI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BxnnsGMFSfg/s72-c/DSC00522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-4499323190578450400</id><published>2008-05-01T03:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T03:54:59.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Kid Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Remember when you were a kid, and it was so much fun to swing on the swings? One of my favorite things to do was "the spider", where two people would sit on the same swing and face each other, so as to provide optimal swinging power. Well, my best friend Esther and I tried this out. Let's just say that on the first try, our plans "fell through."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f988271a6c8997e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f988271a6c8997e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CC52897A1157E5D3E43F05C23CB4398F99FF0DE.234378A8F4AC7EE9838C79B27809062CF6D74BCF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df988271a6c8997e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQuD4Igd6VSsVXW1gz3a9CghZwts&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0f988271a6c8997e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CC52897A1157E5D3E43F05C23CB4398F99FF0DE.234378A8F4AC7EE9838C79B27809062CF6D74BCF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df988271a6c8997e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQuD4Igd6VSsVXW1gz3a9CghZwts&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On try #2, we were a little more successful. It's not as easy as it seemed like it was when I was a kid. 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The first time I got 71 or something. Take it and let me know what you get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: this test is very addicting. Have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-4598627233265260042?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/4598627233265260042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=4598627233265260042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/4598627233265260042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/4598627233265260042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-fast-can-you-type.html' title='How fast can YOU type?'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-7231992004569238934</id><published>2008-04-14T21:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:13:28.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Random/Weird Things Tag</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is the first time I'm doing a tag post where I've actually been tagged! Thanks &lt;a href="http://rolijen.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM/WEIRD THINGS ABOUT ME&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm pretty sure I'm hypoglycemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm kind of in love with yellow duckies... I take my rubber duckie wherever I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I just ate a whole box of See's chocolates. And by a whole box, I mean I took at least a bite out of every single piece. And yes, the caramel ones are completely gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've got a lot of OCD tendencies. For example: I jump every time I'm in a bathroom. Sometimes multiple jumps. I just feel like I can't touch the floor sometimes. I can't really explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm a Bed, Bath, and Beyond expert. Ask me anything about sheets, pillows, blankets, you name it. I know what's up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have a recurring nightmare that I'm in a show and I'm about to go on stage, but I'm never ready. I'm always missing a part of my costume, or I don't know any of my lines and I'm desperately seeking for a script to cram at the last second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I think I might actually be in love with chocolate. I could have a chocolate moo'd (with a banana added) from Jamba Juice every single day of my life. There were times where I almost cried because I didn't live near a Jamba Juice. And don't even get me started about lava cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I did it! I didn't know I could come up with so many weird things so easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's next??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theforrealjp.blogspot.com/"&gt;Juji&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://papaparma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monimusic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Moni&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://clparma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theparmas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://davecharliebrown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dave&lt;/a&gt; (aka Daryl)&lt;br /&gt;Mom (when you get your blog up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG! YOU'RE IT!&lt;br /&gt;(no offense taken if you don't do it. But just do it anyway.) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-7231992004569238934?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/7231992004569238934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=7231992004569238934' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7231992004569238934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7231992004569238934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/04/wow-this-is-first-time-im-doing-tag.html' title='Seven Random/Weird Things Tag'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-7720844490113881575</id><published>2008-04-03T13:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T15:43:45.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatti Pazzi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Translation: crazy cats! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this video. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ee36e2d44bf87d4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ee36e2d44bf87d4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F49329A169AA84007CE11CD0C05DDD4A3852138.7DFCD950986B6E1891DED71C0939E97F690CDEC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ee36e2d44bf87d4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgJC-pvsBfxqAK4tHJA_vN6r2Vtc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ee36e2d44bf87d4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F49329A169AA84007CE11CD0C05DDD4A3852138.7DFCD950986B6E1891DED71C0939E97F690CDEC3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ee36e2d44bf87d4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgJC-pvsBfxqAK4tHJA_vN6r2Vtc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-7720844490113881575?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ee36e2d44bf87d4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/7720844490113881575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=7720844490113881575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7720844490113881575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7720844490113881575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-favorite-video.html' title='Gatti Pazzi!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-2845554658678049880</id><published>2008-03-31T13:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:18.174-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(gasp)-- GABEY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;One great thing about being in Provo is that I get to be near my little (big) brother, Gabey! It's fun because people can tell right away that we're siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we are at the Vocal Point concert:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(displaying my camera's carrying case, apparently...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoZuhuFCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Zoq2a5nt2mw/s1600-h/DSC00499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183969068531455010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoZuhuFCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Zoq2a5nt2mw/s400/DSC00499.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chillin' in Esther's car:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183969085711324242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoauhuFFI/AAAAAAAAALo/a7SDY_1TP9c/s400/DSC00520.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Isn't it funny how you can tell we're related by comparing our hands? We have the same little wrinkles on our knuckles, and the same wide fingernails (not that I have any). I guess it helps that I bite my fingernails so badly that it looks like I have man-hands.  Mini man hands, mind you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoZ-huFDI/AAAAAAAAALY/QIoQ-1y5vHk/s1600-h/DSC00517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183969072826422322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoZ-huFDI/AAAAAAAAALY/QIoQ-1y5vHk/s400/DSC00517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoaehuFEI/AAAAAAAAALg/EW37ZRJT6qQ/s1600-h/DSC00518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183969081416356930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoaehuFEI/AAAAAAAAALg/EW37ZRJT6qQ/s400/DSC00518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-2845554658678049880?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/2845554658678049880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=2845554658678049880' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2845554658678049880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2845554658678049880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/03/gasp-gabey.html' title='(gasp)-- GABEY!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R_EoZuhuFCI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Zoq2a5nt2mw/s72-c/DSC00499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-3732384757289703115</id><published>2008-03-07T15:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T15:45:14.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Abundance of Animal Videos (or an A.A.V., if you will)</title><content type='html'>I've been playing around with my cool new camera lately, and it has the ability to take short videos! It just so happens that the only thing interesting I've had to record is a couple of dogs and a bird...  None of them are more than a few seconds, so why not check 'em out? You know you're curious. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is of an adorable little dog I met the other day. Her name is Mandy, and she has a cute little trick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4a1ffc8577ddf6bf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a1ffc8577ddf6bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D338B2D43DD4D357990C5F5D86EA0A6FA88523802.3AE5F359B0264B4CBDBE51B4D286D8667F70445D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a1ffc8577ddf6bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJv4A-aAFeRpVniPBFCE3rv5dRTY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4a1ffc8577ddf6bf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D338B2D43DD4D357990C5F5D86EA0A6FA88523802.3AE5F359B0264B4CBDBE51B4D286D8667F70445D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4a1ffc8577ddf6bf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJv4A-aAFeRpVniPBFCE3rv5dRTY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, we have Rufus. He likes to stare at me and do nothing. So I recorded him, and he finally had something to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-dc07b030c38bcd04" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc07b030c38bcd04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD7071FB840CA0AFA08A27787558019F0BF320AA.5FEE23EE50F72850CE573F6B99AD6A6454843A27%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc07b030c38bcd04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKO45HLyjrXHkaFMcgCtGuWbs7YQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddc07b030c38bcd04%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD7071FB840CA0AFA08A27787558019F0BF320AA.5FEE23EE50F72850CE573F6B99AD6A6454843A27%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddc07b030c38bcd04%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKO45HLyjrXHkaFMcgCtGuWbs7YQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, for your viewing pleasure, I present to you a short video of my mom's bird, making a lot of noise. Very intriguing, I know. But pay attention, because Birdie's got a surprise for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6bdcdd65ebcc70ee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6bdcdd65ebcc70ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6187433B168A929E4CA618A52B2FF3C6A9F45763.403762C7BAF2FEEFC3C557C59DCEA137E6B4D0DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6bdcdd65ebcc70ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFzvCWHDdGIKiP-KJgoHaGBhbey4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6bdcdd65ebcc70ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330460705%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6187433B168A929E4CA618A52B2FF3C6A9F45763.403762C7BAF2FEEFC3C557C59DCEA137E6B4D0DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6bdcdd65ebcc70ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFzvCWHDdGIKiP-KJgoHaGBhbey4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: No animals were harmed in the making of these videos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-3732384757289703115?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4a1ffc8577ddf6bf&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6bdcdd65ebcc70ee&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=dc07b030c38bcd04&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/3732384757289703115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=3732384757289703115' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/3732384757289703115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/3732384757289703115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/03/abundance-of-animal-videos-or-aav-if.html' title='An Abundance of Animal Videos (or an A.A.V., if you will)'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-340425841254856172</id><published>2008-03-05T13:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:20.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Market</title><content type='html'>The other day I had a chance to visit the awesome Westside Market with my mom in downtown Cleveland. It reminded me of when I used to go as a child. There are rows and rows of people selling gorgeous produce, and then when you get into the main building, there are counters everywhere with a variety of goods-- fresh meat, fish, desserts, candy... just about everything you'd want to see at a market. I wish I had taken more pictures! But here's just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A beautiful view of downtown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oJS3FxnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BUzW0ltR3mU/s1600-h/rosa+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oJS3FxnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BUzW0ltR3mU/s400/rosa+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174328268274648690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to get one of these beautiful concoctions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oIy3FxmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LQTRXn-wRJI/s1600-h/rosa+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oIy3FxmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/LQTRXn-wRJI/s400/rosa+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174328259684714082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oJy3FxpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/97ZvHLGmA4Y/s1600-h/rosa+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oJy3FxpI/AAAAAAAAAKY/97ZvHLGmA4Y/s400/rosa+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174328276864583314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87pri3FxtI/AAAAAAAAAK4/feK6UzYwrjQ/s1600-h/rosa+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87pri3FxtI/AAAAAAAAAK4/feK6UzYwrjQ/s400/rosa+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174329956196796114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proof of how we say it here in Cleveland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87psC3FxuI/AAAAAAAAALA/PE0OG2Nuycs/s1600-h/rosa+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87psC3FxuI/AAAAAAAAALA/PE0OG2Nuycs/s400/rosa+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174329964786730722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I just had to stop in the little corner store with imported goods to get my favorite childhood chocolate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oZy3FxrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/p2Tuif6TMno/s1600-h/rosa+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oZy3FxrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/p2Tuif6TMno/s400/rosa+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174328551742490290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm, so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-340425841254856172?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/340425841254856172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=340425841254856172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/340425841254856172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/340425841254856172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-at-market.html' title='A Day at the Market'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R87oJS3FxnI/AAAAAAAAAKI/BUzW0ltR3mU/s72-c/rosa+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6819677341927487576</id><published>2008-02-29T22:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T14:14:25.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Things</title><content type='html'>So, I've seen this on a few other blogs, and I thought I'd participate! Feel free to do it yourself, and add more lists if you'd like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Four jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;1. Bed, Bath, &amp;amp; Beyond&lt;br /&gt;2. BYU testing center&lt;br /&gt;3. MTC custodian&lt;br /&gt;4. Wendy's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. New York City, NY&lt;br /&gt;2. Charlottesville, VA&lt;br /&gt;3. Westlake, OH&lt;br /&gt;4. Provo, UT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies I've watched over and over:&lt;br /&gt;1. Moulin Rouge&lt;br /&gt;2. Pride and Prejudice&lt;br /&gt;3. Dumb and Dumber&lt;br /&gt;4. Zorro: The     Blade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four shows I watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;2. Top Chef&lt;br /&gt;3. The Office&lt;br /&gt;4. America's Next Top       Model (tyra banks=annoying!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I've been:&lt;br /&gt;1. Milan, Italy&lt;br /&gt;2. Pajaro Dunes, California&lt;br /&gt;3. Orlando, Florida&lt;br /&gt;4. Ogallala, Nebraska&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four people who e-mail me regularly:&lt;br /&gt;1. Dave&lt;br /&gt;2. Dad&lt;br /&gt;3. Mom&lt;br /&gt;4. Dr. Phil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four favorite things to eat:&lt;br /&gt;1. Lava cake&lt;br /&gt;2. Spaghetti&lt;br /&gt;3. Chips and salsa&lt;br /&gt;4. Gelato (gianduja! mmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I'd rather be:&lt;br /&gt;1. sleeping&lt;br /&gt;2. on stage (thanks for that one, lauren!)&lt;br /&gt;3. somewhere I can eat lava cake&lt;br /&gt;4. having a good laugh with Daryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four words I think are funny:&lt;br /&gt;1. lozenges&lt;br /&gt;2. jostle&lt;br /&gt;3. Punxsutawney&lt;br /&gt;4. ptarmigan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6819677341927487576?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6819677341927487576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6819677341927487576' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6819677341927487576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6819677341927487576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/02/four-things.html' title='Four Things'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-2290013562357772919</id><published>2008-02-08T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:48:45.269-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids today...</title><content type='html'>It's been almost five years since I've been in high school, but I can still smell the cigarette smoke from the bathrooms. And the occasional marijuana smoke (I can't believe I actually know what that smells like. Gross.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, even with all of my tattling through my high school years, no one has ever been busted for drugs at Westlake High school... until now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, two 17-year-old teens were arrested for use and possesion of heroin. HEROIN. Biology class not exciting enough for you kids anymore? Sheesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To read more, check it out here: &lt;a href="http://www.waks.com/cc-common/news/sections/newsarticle.html?feed=122520&amp;amp;article=3246527"&gt;http://www.waks.com/cc-common/news/sections/newsarticle.html?feed=122520&amp;amp;article=3246527&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-2290013562357772919?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/2290013562357772919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=2290013562357772919' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2290013562357772919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2290013562357772919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/02/kids-today.html' title='Kids today...'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6098324099028536052</id><published>2008-02-06T00:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T01:01:52.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardy-Har-Har</title><content type='html'>The other day, I heard a joke on Leno and I'm still laughing about it.  I thought that made it worthy to share here on my little blogerooski:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent scientific studies show that there has been a worldwide decrease in the number of frogs. There has, however, been a significant increase in the number of princes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6098324099028536052?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6098324099028536052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6098324099028536052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6098324099028536052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6098324099028536052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/02/hardy-har-har.html' title='Hardy-Har-Har'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6714779983451360862</id><published>2008-01-21T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:20.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ralphie!</title><content type='html'>When I visited Cleveland for Christmas, I was able to spend time at my sister Monica's house. Of course this meant hanging out with her adorably energetic dog, Ralph. Here's a picture of Ralph being "calm", and then another after all of his calmness wore him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R5TXhCd88MI/AAAAAAAAAJc/aOrizWl88lc/s1600-h/Christmas+in+Cleveland+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157984435844214978" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R5TXhCd88MI/AAAAAAAAAJc/aOrizWl88lc/s400/Christmas+in+Cleveland+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157984405779443890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R5TXfSd88LI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FP6heFm3HyI/s400/Christmas+in+Cleveland+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Love you, Ralphie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6714779983451360862?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6714779983451360862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6714779983451360862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6714779983451360862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6714779983451360862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/01/ralphie.html' title='Ralphie!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R5TXhCd88MI/AAAAAAAAAJc/aOrizWl88lc/s72-c/Christmas+in+Cleveland+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-7041218634301162286</id><published>2008-01-17T22:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T22:45:36.407-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it snow!</title><content type='html'>Ok, people. I wanna know why everyone in Charlottesville is afraid of snow. I grew up in Cleveland, Ohio. I know real snow. For example, I remember many times where we had more than three feet of snow fall in one night. We're talkin' real snow storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I grew up, there were many times where the snow was so bad they had to cancel school. But it was hard to get-- I remember waking up early before school to turn on the news and see if our school was listed on the bottom of the screen. I was frustrated many times, and I would put on my boots and begrudgingly trod to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's talk about Charlottesville. It's like the city's never seen snow. Everybody freaks out. The weather report will call for a CHANCE of snow, and people are barging through the doors at my work to buy shovels, salt, and even sleds! In the three years I've been here, I've seen a total of three and a half inches of snow fall, and three of those were today. Before today, it's never even stuck to the ground. I do have to cut everyone some slack-- it really did snow last night. But I can't believe that three inches means a state of emergency here! Schools are cancelled, businesses are closed, and no one's on the roads. I had to go in to work today (my day off) because so many people called out because of the weather!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the snow is pretty. And I do agree, we should all drive more carefully just to be safe. Even a little bit of snow can be dangerous. But to swear off leaving the house? That's a bit overboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drive safely everyone. It's a jungle out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-7041218634301162286?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/7041218634301162286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=7041218634301162286' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7041218634301162286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7041218634301162286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/01/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it snow!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6121978621685797025</id><published>2008-01-06T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:22.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Night Music Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Finally!  The show is over and now I actually have time to breathe (and eat, and shower...). After striking the set (I spent a good hour with a power drill--it was great!), we all received a CD of pictures from the show, so I thought I'd share them here.  Thanks to all my friends who were able to come, it made it so much fun for me. And thanks to all those who couldn't make it but supported me in so many other ways. I had an absolute blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enjoy the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anne and Petra, the maid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152577222342406274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4Ghryd88II/AAAAAAAAAI8/nXly0CXCa6k/s400/anne+and+petra.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now/Later/Soon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152573408411447330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GeNyd88CI/AAAAAAAAAIM/QIaMwCFl8F0/s400/DSC_4599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A night at the theatre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152576741306069106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GhPyd88HI/AAAAAAAAAI0/bRkNb3cRBus/s400/theatre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh so sad. I find out my husband is cheating on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152573391231578130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GeMyd88BI/AAAAAAAAAIE/T10pF4sW9Pk/s400/DSC_4605.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A weekend in the country!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GeOSd88DI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NEvHTSMwo5Q/s1600-h/DSC_4579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152573417001381938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GeOSd88DI/AAAAAAAAAIU/NEvHTSMwo5Q/s400/DSC_4579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How exciting! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152572691151908866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GdkCd88AI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GODADmIVZJ8/s400/DSC_4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Arriving at the mansion...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152576737011101794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GhPid88GI/AAAAAAAAAIs/o4lgdo51Jlo/s400/traveling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Plotting revenge&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152572678267006962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GdjSd87_I/AAAAAAAAAH0/0ejeJGh_gjo/s400/DSC_4569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152572669677072354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4Gdiyd87-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/wRoPCKs4stI/s400/DSC_4528.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Silly, Henrik! What are you doing?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152572656792170450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4GdiCd879I/AAAAAAAAAHk/iBTDJfy5gR0/s400/DSC_4495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madame Armfeldt and her granddaughter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152572648202235842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4Gdhid878I/AAAAAAAAAHc/33EOE3-Yud4/s400/DSC_4440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just a taste of this incredible show. So much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6121978621685797025?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6121978621685797025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6121978621685797025' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6121978621685797025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6121978621685797025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2008/01/little-night-music-pictures.html' title='Little Night Music Pictures!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R4Ghryd88II/AAAAAAAAAI8/nXly0CXCa6k/s72-c/anne+and+petra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-7651468268657370683</id><published>2007-12-13T23:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T23:55:42.978-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>I don't think I've ever been this busy in my life.  My schedule goes pretty much like this: I go to work from 9-5, come home, shove some sort of food down my throat, and I'm out the door at 5:45. I get to the theatre around 6, the show starts at 8, and around 10:45 we finally finish and I scramble to get changed, pull 75 bobby pins out of my hair, and get home at a reasonable time for me to get ready for bed, talk to Dave for a few minutes, and collapse (&lt;em&gt;usually &lt;/em&gt;after we're finished talking... sorry, honey!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it's exhausting, I think it's worth it. The show is going very well. It's so much fun to make people laugh! I'm having a blast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-7651468268657370683?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/7651468268657370683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=7651468268657370683' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7651468268657370683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7651468268657370683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/12/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-2130332907399032953</id><published>2007-11-23T18:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:22.638-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On Sale Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R0df87WDlyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5HlxDh0jDdk/s1600-h/Alittlenightmusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136179400366331682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R0df87WDlyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5HlxDh0jDdk/s400/Alittlenightmusic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tickets to my show are now available! You can buy them online at livearts.org, or charge them over the phone by calling 1-800-594-TIXX. (An important side note: there is another show called "Little Match Girl"... make sure not to mix them up when purchasing tickets online!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show opens with a FREE preview night on Dec. 6. The official run is December 7-22, with performances on Wednesday (8pm), Thursday(7:30), Friday(8), and Saturday(8) evenings, and a Sunday matinee (2pm).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ticket prices range from $10-22.50 (More expensive on Fri &amp;amp; Sat nights). Another option is to go on "pay what you can" Wednesday. You just show up at the box office that day--there is no way to buy tickets in advance for those days. Get there early to make sure to get a seat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And check out the website for a chance to win free tickets to the show! Livearts.org&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope to see some of you there! It should be a great time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-2130332907399032953?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/2130332907399032953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=2130332907399032953' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2130332907399032953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2130332907399032953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-sale-now.html' title='On Sale Now!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/R0df87WDlyI/AAAAAAAAAHU/5HlxDh0jDdk/s72-c/Alittlenightmusic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6130606995727641537</id><published>2007-11-17T09:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T09:42:28.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A very FRUSTRATING pet peeve!</title><content type='html'>Let's get this straight, English speakers of the world--- there is no such word as "FUStrated."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how many times I've heard people say this. It's not only people I know, but people all over television, including newscasters! Ahh! I don't know what I'll ever do with myself if "fustrated" actually becomes part of the English dictionary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stand up, my fellow Americans! Let us help those who have strayed from the grammatical path of truth. Save your family and friends from the FRUStrating effects of a linguistic letdown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6130606995727641537?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6130606995727641537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6130606995727641537' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6130606995727641537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6130606995727641537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-frustrating-pet-peeve.html' title='A very FRUSTRATING pet peeve!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-7662782961049177537</id><published>2007-11-08T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T11:22:17.262-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Theatre That Could: A Celebration of 35 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been a few weeks since the show at The Four County Players ended, but thanks to Dave, I have a few bits of video to remember the event. For everyone who couldn't make it out to The Middle of Nowhere, Virginia, I bring my performances right to the comfort of your own home! My only request is that you don't make fun of me for being incredibly awkward... except for my brother David, whose job is to make fun of me. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How Could I Ever Know? (from &lt;em&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/em&gt;):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-358326b97742e344" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fd8f8de49e09c2aa&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/7662782961049177537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=7662782961049177537' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7662782961049177537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/7662782961049177537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-few-weeks-since-show-at-four.html' title='The Little Theatre That Could: A Celebration of 35 Years'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-9111219291901983062</id><published>2007-11-02T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:23.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOCOLATE FESTIVAL!</title><content type='html'>Let's just say, I was in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQK_KqbPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PPMbGubZMts/s1600-h/Chocolate+Festival+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128280750376512754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQK_KqbPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PPMbGubZMts/s400/Chocolate+Festival+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128280758966447394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQLfKqbSI/AAAAAAAAAHM/g_zOan1eqF4/s400/Chocolate+Festival+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQLfKqbRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zZ_unwxTxgM/s1600-h/Chocolate+Festival+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128280758966447378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQLfKqbRI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zZ_unwxTxgM/s400/Chocolate+Festival+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128280754671480066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQLPKqbQI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ejnjz_18nxw/s400/Chocolate+Festival+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the Browns are wearing brown. In honor of chocolate. But we actually didn't talk about it first-- we both just knew it was right.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-9111219291901983062?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/9111219291901983062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=9111219291901983062' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/9111219291901983062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/9111219291901983062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/11/chocolate-festival.html' title='CHOCOLATE FESTIVAL!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RytQK_KqbPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PPMbGubZMts/s72-c/Chocolate+Festival+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-1560589021040913234</id><published>2007-10-14T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T23:38:22.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weil, Gotshal, and Manges</title><content type='html'>It's official.  Dave has accepted the offer in New York City, and we'll be moving there next summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-1560589021040913234?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/1560589021040913234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=1560589021040913234' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/1560589021040913234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/1560589021040913234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/10/weil-gotshal-and-manges.html' title='Weil, Gotshal, and Manges'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-2486483787933074121</id><published>2007-10-08T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:23.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Child's Play</title><content type='html'>Gabe and I used to have hours of fun making up things to play.... for example, this is "walk the dog":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrnLDPoekI/AAAAAAAAAGA/A_O0QmBoPqM/s1600-h/rosa+and+gabe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119158103495440962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrnLDPoekI/AAAAAAAAAGA/A_O0QmBoPqM/s400/rosa+and+gabe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a kid, our minds think so simply. "Ok, I'll be the lady, and you be the dog. Let's see... this jump rope is the leash, and since mom told me I'm not allowed to wrap it around your neck, we'll go ahead and have you put it in your mouth. Oh my gosh, we look so real."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I loved being a kid. And I'm not gonna lie, it's fun to be the big sister-- I don't have to be the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Gabey. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-2486483787933074121?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/2486483787933074121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=2486483787933074121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2486483787933074121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2486483787933074121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/10/childs-play.html' title='Child&apos;s Play'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrnLDPoekI/AAAAAAAAAGA/A_O0QmBoPqM/s72-c/rosa+and+gabe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-5844444421247937606</id><published>2007-10-08T22:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:23.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Now it's been a few weeks since their birthdays, but I just got the pictures from the celebration, so I'm renewed in the birthday-wishing spirit! Two of my sisters, Monica and Julianna, have their birthdays right next to each other in September. I couldn't make it to Ohio for the party, but it looks like they had fun with their birthday crowns and cheesy cards (ahem... DAD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119156892314663474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrmEjPoejI/AAAAAAAAAF4/A2hUMHfS6qQ/s400/birthday+girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy belated birthdays, Moni and Juji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. also of note is my awesome and beautiful sister Cecilia, who is not pictured, because her birthday was in June... but I guess you can have a happy belated b-day too, Cece! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-5844444421247937606?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/5844444421247937606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=5844444421247937606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/5844444421247937606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/5844444421247937606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-birthdays.html' title='Happy Birthdays'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrmEjPoejI/AAAAAAAAAF4/A2hUMHfS6qQ/s72-c/birthday+girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-8790557970178261344</id><published>2007-09-29T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:24.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumroll please!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At the request of my loving husband, I will FINALLY share will you my recent news. Not just that, but I can't hold in my excitement anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THE PART!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be playing the role of Anne, one of the leads in&lt;em&gt; A Little Night Music&lt;/em&gt; at the LiveArts theatre in downtown Charlottesville. I can't believe it! I'm so excited!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115841825555663026" style="DISPLAY: block; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="114" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rv8fCRNUyLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WBWzWtpiz88/s400/a+little+night+music.jpg" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to eat my words-- I complained in my last post about how it takes so long to hear back from casting directors after auditions. In this case, I auditioned on Monday, had callbacks on Tuesday, and they contacted me Wednesday morning. Now that's impressive! Maybe that's how it's always been, but since I've never been a lead I never knew how early they called their main characters. :) Rehearsals start right when my other show is in performance, so there won't be too much of an overlap. But suffice it to say I'll be very busy through Christmas! The show runs December 7-22.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm thrilled. This is a big step for me and I can't wait to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I have to kiss a guy in the show. So weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-8790557970178261344?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/8790557970178261344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=8790557970178261344' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8790557970178261344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8790557970178261344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/09/drumroll-please.html' title='Drumroll please!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rv8fCRNUyLI/AAAAAAAAAFg/WBWzWtpiz88/s72-c/a+little+night+music.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-4984383185055853704</id><published>2007-09-25T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T22:16:01.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And now I wait.</title><content type='html'>In case you're wondering, I DID make callbacks for &lt;em&gt;A Little Night Music&lt;/em&gt;. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat patiently for an hour and forty-five minutes while they had other parts read and sing, only to read two scenes. Once. But I feel like it went well anyway. Of course there's no way to tell-- everyone else was good too. One good sign was that the music director pulled me aside and said, "We're not going to have you sing today. You've already impressed us there, and we don't need to hear you again." Wahoo! At least if I don't get the part, I know that I was a worthy competitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes the excruciating period where I wait, wonder, second-guess my performance, and play over everything that was said to me until I go crazy! Ahh, the anticipation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-4984383185055853704?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/4984383185055853704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=4984383185055853704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/4984383185055853704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/4984383185055853704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/09/and-now-i-wait.html' title='And now I wait.'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-2761380569445854957</id><published>2007-09-24T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:58:11.173-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There's No Business Like Show Business</title><content type='html'>This is somewhat old news, but I'm still excited, so I'll announce it officially on here: I'm in a show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've got to clarify-- it's not really a SHOW show, but a musical revue kinda show. It's at a little theatre outside of Charlottesville called The Four County Players. They've been doing theatre in central Virginia for the past 35 years, so they're having a big 35th anniversary revue, with performances of songs from some of the musicals they've done over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recieved my solo assignments and I couldn't be more excited! I'm singing "How Could I Ever Know" from &lt;em&gt;The Secret Garden&lt;/em&gt;, and "Somewhere That's Green" from &lt;em&gt;Little Shop of Horrors&lt;/em&gt;. Two of my favorite songs! I'll also be taking part in the opening and closing group numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will come together well. There were some really talented people at auditions, so I'm sure it's a great lineup of performances. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To find out information about the show, you can check out the theatre's website: &lt;a href="http://www.fourcp.org/"&gt;www.fourcp.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news, I auditioned for &lt;em&gt;A Little Night Music&lt;/em&gt; tonight at another theatre in town called LiveArts. I feel like I did really well. Hopefully I'll find out soon if I've made callbacks-- they're tomorrow night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-2761380569445854957?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/2761380569445854957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=2761380569445854957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2761380569445854957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/2761380569445854957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/09/theres-no-business-like-show-business.html' title='There&apos;s No Business Like Show Business'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-8643473160150147292</id><published>2007-09-20T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:53:14.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new post is on the horizon...</title><content type='html'>I've got one working up. Maybe a few. Tomorrow's my day off, so I'll finally make time for my little bloggy-poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, bloggy-poo is gross.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-8643473160150147292?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/8643473160150147292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=8643473160150147292' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8643473160150147292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8643473160150147292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/09/new-post-is-on-horizon.html' title='A new post is on the horizon...'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-9063626964609250870</id><published>2007-08-19T19:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:25.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rosa's Reviews</title><content type='html'>I've spent a summer in NYC, and you'd better believe I made my way to see some Broadway shows while I was here. I wouldn't miss it! I would have gone to many more shows if they didn't cost an arm and a leg. But thanks to BroadwayBox.com discounts, I was able to see a few shows this summer without breaking the bank... too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd give a quick rating to each of the shows. Nothing big, I don't want to get carried away describing all of them. But I would like to give some stars and tell you generally why I felt the way I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here they are (in alphabetical order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEONcc42I/AAAAAAAAAEE/X5sgLyFhGdM/s1600-h/beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100612695147471714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="265" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEONcc42I/AAAAAAAAAEE/X5sgLyFhGdM/s320/beauty.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: 5/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Why: It's one of the greatest stories ever with some of the most beautiful music ever composed. Seeing it come alive on the Broadway stage was a dream come true for the little girl inside me. Absolutely magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskRD9cc48I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Gtcboo3c9GA/s1600-h/curtains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100626812704973762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskRD9cc48I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Gtcboo3c9GA/s320/curtains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My rating: 3/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Why: An enjoyable, totally musical-theatre kinda show, but not that memorable. I remember enjoying myself during the show, but I can't really remember anything else about it. Maybe one song. It was cute, but I wouldn't recommend paying full price to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEOdcc44I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UTYN9PBHFIc/s1600-h/drowsy+chaperone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100612699442439042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="144" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEOdcc44I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UTYN9PBHFIc/s320/drowsy+chaperone.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: 4.5/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Why: One word: HYS-TER-I-CAL! Dave and I could barely breathe we were laughing so hard at some points in this show. I'd give it a full five stars, but I have to admit, the music is somewhat forgettable. I walked out of the theatre and couldn't remember more than a line from one or two songs. They were good songs, just not memorable. But it didn't matter. The show had a really creative setup, the characters were hilarious, and I left the theatre wishing I could see it again that night. I absolutely recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100612699442439058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="233" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEOdcc45I/AAAAAAAAAEc/g61bUa0Y0oY/s320/grease.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: 2.99/5&lt;br /&gt;Why: I wanted to love this show. It was good, but I left the theatre a little empty. I admit, I did see it as a preview, so it wasn't quite ready for the big-time. But, when I see a show I want to go home singing the songs and reliving the great moments over and over again in my head. I seriously forgot about the show after we left the theatre. I'm so sad to even say it, because I had been waiting excitedly for months to see the show. To be fair, I think the reason I didn't like it is because the story is so poor. The performers did their best with the material. The acting was good, the singing and choreography was excellent, but I was left wanting. I'm glad I saw it, but it really needs to step it up to stay on Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEOtcc46I/AAAAAAAAAEk/YB1Nvjxw_0g/s1600-h/hairspray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100612703737406370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="280" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEOtcc46I/AAAAAAAAAEk/YB1Nvjxw_0g/s320/hairspray.jpg" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: 5/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Why: Can I just say, I freakin' LOVE this show. I knew nothing about it when I went, and I was blown away. I loved everything about it- the costumes, the characters, the songs, the story, just everything about it was fantastic. It was really high-energy, and there were a lot of laughs. I know it's a lot to give a perfect score, but I can't really think of any reason to mark it down. It was absolutely enjoyable, and I would go again. In fact, I'm gonna check BroadwayBox right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskSD9cc49I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3IP1fJnU17c/s1600-h/wicked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100627912216601554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskSD9cc49I/AAAAAAAAAE8/3IP1fJnU17c/s320/wicked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating: 4.75/5 stars&lt;br /&gt;Why: Do I even need to explain this one? Aside from having the most amazing score, the production was incredible. I was transported into the land of Oz. I would give it a perfect score, but I was left wanting for a stronger voice on Elphaba both times I saw it, and the first Fiyero we saw was a terrible actor. Like, "How is he on Broadway??" bad. But regardless, this is definitely one of my favorite musicals of all-time. Love, love, love it.(Now if only there hadn't been the guy with the biggest freakin' head in the world sitting in front of me, moving his head every three seconds... I seriously almost strangled him.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm looking back at these pictures and realizing how blessed I am. Not only did I get to see a few shows on Broadway, I think I got to see some of the best out there. Live theatre just so happens to be one of my very favorite things to do in the world. I'm so grateful I was able to live in NYC this summer and take advantage of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-9063626964609250870?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/9063626964609250870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=9063626964609250870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/9063626964609250870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/9063626964609250870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/08/rosas-reviews.html' title='Rosa&apos;s Reviews'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RskEONcc42I/AAAAAAAAAEE/X5sgLyFhGdM/s72-c/beauty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6780460314823889999</id><published>2007-08-08T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:26.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Dave, I can do an Esther post too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnmksTJDVI/AAAAAAAAADE/7a-8DzSkriM/s1600-h/100_2263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096357971387551058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnmksTJDVI/AAAAAAAAADE/7a-8DzSkriM/s320/100_2263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This has been such a fun summer, and not just because NYC is so cool. One of my very best friends in the world lives upstate, only a few hours away! She'd been on a mission for the past year-and-a-half, but got home in the spring, so I couldn't miss an opportunity to spend time with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lucky enough to see Esther three separate times this summer. First, I spent a few days visiting her in her hometown. Then two weeks later, Dave came with me and we both hung out with her for a few days. And then last week, we were able to steal her away to NYC for the weekend. So, we've put a couple thousand miles on the car, but I say it's worth it! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnmkcTJDUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4NWj7qb2Vjo/s1600-h/100_2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096357967092583746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnmkcTJDUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4NWj7qb2Vjo/s320/100_2267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the fun things about Esther and I is that we are very different, it's funny that we've become so close. I'm a girly-girl. Esther is the opposite. For example, I love to do my hair and put on pretty makeup. Esther would rather die... or go white-water rafting or something. But every once in a while, she'll give in to girl-ification, and I pride myself on it. Now let me be clear-- she needs no makeup. She's one of those naturally gorgeous people (jerk), but I still think it's fun to make her squeal. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096359783863750002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" height="218" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnoOMTJDXI/AAAAAAAAADU/JwAD2-SJfGs/s320/100_2259.JPG" width="278" border="0" /&gt; I was able to cut her some bangs, get some makeup on her, and even take a few pictures for posterity. It's been a few weeks and she's totally over the bangs, as I figured she would be, but I still think it was worth it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrntccTJDZI/AAAAAAAAADk/OxKWnaV7Y3E/s1600-h/100_2264+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096365526235024786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrntccTJDZI/AAAAAAAAADk/OxKWnaV7Y3E/s320/100_2264+2.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was so much fun to spend time with her, even when I wasn't (and I'm not) very creative with activities and we just kind of sat around sometimes. I love that when you're such good friends with someone, it feels good just to be around them. Ya know? Thanks Esther, for being such a good friend. Love yer freakin' guts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6780460314823889999?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6780460314823889999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6780460314823889999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6780460314823889999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6780460314823889999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/08/hey-dave-i-can-do-esther-post-too.html' title='Hey Dave, I can do an Esther post too!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnmksTJDVI/AAAAAAAAADE/7a-8DzSkriM/s72-c/100_2263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-6773389835750342379</id><published>2007-08-08T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:27.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not ashamed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RsjUB9cc41I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0vRDkeCRDrE/s1600-h/hp+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100559708135940946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RsjUB9cc41I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0vRDkeCRDrE/s320/hp+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I'll admit it. I'm a HUGE Harry Potter fan. I've read all the books, and occasionally have been found browsing MuggleNet and other such fansites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the month of July, Dave surprised me with tickets to the midnight movie showing of the fifth HP movie! It was totally fun, and I absolutely loved the movie. I think it was very well done. And I must say, the lady who played Dolores Umbridge was nomination-worthy. So subtly evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the movie, I realized I had only a few days before the release of the seventh book, so I decided to re-read the sixth book. This was a good choice, because when the sixth book was released, it had been about two years since I read the previous book, and it was really frustrating to realize how much I had forgotten. It made it more difficult to follow the story. SO, of course I wouldn't make that mistake again, especially not for the final book!! I read the sixth book in about two days and waited in excited anticipation for the final installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, as I've already explained to you, I am a huge Harry Potter dork. So that would explain the following picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnZTMTJDRI/AAAAAAAAACk/cz5F2rQk-HI/s1600-h/100_2268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096343377088679186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RrnZTMTJDRI/AAAAAAAAACk/cz5F2rQk-HI/s320/100_2268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better believe I waited in line in the morning (the day before the release) for a Barnes &amp;amp; Noble wristband, so I could attend the official HP release party at their gigantic location in Union Square. I wore that little red band all day, and headed to the party around 10:30pm. There were SO many people there, I wasn't actually able to move around to any of the cool activities. Luckily, I found a magazine rack and a comfy spot on the floor, and I waited. And waited. And waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, at 2:00am exactly, I had the book in my hands! I hopped in a cab and headed home. And then I collapsed in my bed. I didn't have any energy to even read. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool thing about not working over the summer is having a free schedule to read all day and night. I actually denied tickets to a Yankees game with Dave, because I didn't want to lose reading time, and I didn't want to have anyone shout anything out about the ending... Like I said, D-O-R-K. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to finish it in just a few days. I laughed, I cried. Now I want to read them all over again. J.K.Rowling is a freakin' genius. I can't believe one person put all of this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's over. But I'm happy. It's been fun, Harry Potter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-6773389835750342379?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/6773389835750342379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=6773389835750342379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6773389835750342379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/6773389835750342379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-not-ashamed.html' title='I&apos;m not ashamed.'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RsjUB9cc41I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0vRDkeCRDrE/s72-c/hp+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-1016678903670742639</id><published>2007-06-27T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:27.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take me out to TWO ballgames</title><content type='html'>At Dave's work, sometimes a few of the lawyers with Mets season tickets are too busy to make it to the game, so they send out the tickets to the summer associates. We were lucky enough to be able to go twice last week! What a treat! The only down thing is looking in the mirror after having a dinner of hotdogs, popcorn, and ice cream twice in one week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOjPI8a1I/AAAAAAAAACE/lsa8OoxglU0/s1600-h/100_2238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080780065637952338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOjPI8a1I/AAAAAAAAACE/lsa8OoxglU0/s320/100_2238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, it's not a game without a blue cotton-candy stained tongue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOjfI8a2I/AAAAAAAAACM/fRYtnQoYWjs/s1600-h/100_2237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080780069932919650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOjfI8a2I/AAAAAAAAACM/fRYtnQoYWjs/s320/100_2237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they were mezzanine seats the second time, they were great seats! There really isn't a bad place to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOj_I8a3I/AAAAAAAAACU/h07xnJxGGcY/s1600-h/100_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080780078522854258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOj_I8a3I/AAAAAAAAACU/h07xnJxGGcY/s320/100_1939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the outcome of the Mets vs. Twins, but the last game we went to, the Mets absolutely crushed the SF Giants, 10-1.  Sorry, Dave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the game makes me really feel like it's summertime. So much fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-1016678903670742639?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/1016678903670742639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=1016678903670742639' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/1016678903670742639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/1016678903670742639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/06/take-me-out-to-two-ballgames.html' title='Take me out to TWO ballgames'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RoKOjPI8a1I/AAAAAAAAACE/lsa8OoxglU0/s72-c/100_2238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-498218093891472386</id><published>2007-06-26T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T15:15:16.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gelato, how I love thee</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it is about gelato...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the creamy texture of those delicious concoctions, or the way it slides down your throat with so much satisfaction.  Whatever it is, I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whatever you do, don't remind me that I have NYC's best gelato place one block away from my apartment....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-498218093891472386?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/498218093891472386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=498218093891472386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/498218093891472386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/498218093891472386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-gelato-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Oh gelato, how I love thee'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-1316007788530310892</id><published>2007-06-21T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:28.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Apologies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Holy cow! I must apologize to my lovely friends who posted comments on my blog-- I had no idea! I didn't realize my settings were such that I had to "approve" comments, so I never really thought that anyone was actually looking at my blog... I'm flattered that you would be! This renews my spirit to try to find interesting things to post. I'm a "beginner blogger", but heck, I'm gonna keep on truckin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, again, my friends, I'm sorry to have left you thinking that I just didn't care. I'm going to go change my settings right now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, I had a "Rosa moment" today-- I was bending over to get something out of the fridge, and I stood up... into the freezer door. I've been writing this post with a frozen bag of corn on my nose. I thought you'd appreciate that. In fact, I've included a picture for your enjoyment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078591666205335890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="314" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RnrINn9toVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nLEqS_J7y6c/s320/100_1928.JPG" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, the joys of being a clumsy fool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-1316007788530310892?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/1316007788530310892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=1316007788530310892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/1316007788530310892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/1316007788530310892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-apologies.html' title='My Apologies!'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RnrINn9toVI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nLEqS_J7y6c/s72-c/100_1928.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-3614128753775280559</id><published>2007-05-21T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:23:33.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sniff, sniff</title><content type='html'>I just want to say that I've never appreciated people wearing cologne and perfume as much as I have since I've been in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a pretty sensitive nose, and I've always been a "smelly" kinda girl-- always sniffing things, whether it be candles, soap, laundry detergent, you name it. As a kid, I loved going outside of our house where the air from the dryer came out. I would sit there forever and sniff the warm air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the point is, this city is full of a lot of... smells. Delicious food, car exhaust, roasting peanuts, burnt hotdogs, sweat, fresh fruit, urine, fish markets... you get the idea. Some good, some very, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I'm saying is, I have really learned to appreciate the guy/girl with all the perfume on. Some might complain, but I say it's a nice break. Who doesn't like to sit on the subway next to fressia and flowers instead of, well, some of the other smells I've mentioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spray on perfume lovers, spray on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-3614128753775280559?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/3614128753775280559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=3614128753775280559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/3614128753775280559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/3614128753775280559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-want-to-say-that-ive-never.html' title='Sniff, sniff'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-8801929577704267896</id><published>2007-05-15T09:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T02:40:28.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrity Sightings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RknBwmZPafI/AAAAAAAAABk/DTTe2OsR4kc/s1600-h/abigail+breslin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RknBw2ZPagI/AAAAAAAAABs/785PAe98VsA/s1600-h/jerry-stiller2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've only been in New York City for a few days, and I've already spotted a few famo&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rkm-bmZPaeI/AAAAAAAAABc/DK20AK3xV4k/s1600-h/abigail+breslin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064788637326993890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rkm-bmZPaeI/AAAAAAAAABc/DK20AK3xV4k/s320/abigail+breslin.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;us faces! Yesterday I walked past the young actress Abigail Breslin, and I'm proud to note that I was a lot taller than her. Yay for being taller than an 11-year-old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RknCv2ZPahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fb6x7gLxOuc/s1600-h/kate-flannery-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064793383265856018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RknCv2ZPahI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fb6x7gLxOuc/s320/kate-flannery-2.jpg" width="135" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, on my way to dinner, I walked right past Kate Flannery, who plays Meredith on the hilarious show, The Office. I even turned around and winked at the camera when I walked by. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rkm-bWZPacI/AAAAAAAAABM/z411HWGGuM4/s1600-h/kate+flannery.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also spotted Jerry Stiller when I was visiting a few weeks ago. Unlike the others I saw, he wasn't surrounded by cameras and people trying to get autographs-- he was humbly walking along the street with a backpack on, seemingly trying to decide on a place to eat lunch. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rkm-bmZPadI/AAAAAAAAABU/KcOcD18tO6w/s1600-h/jerry-stiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064788637326993874" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="247" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rkm-bmZPadI/AAAAAAAAABU/KcOcD18tO6w/s320/jerry-stiller.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the adventures begin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-8801929577704267896?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/8801929577704267896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=8801929577704267896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8801929577704267896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/8801929577704267896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/05/celebrity-sightings.html' title='Celebrity Sightings'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/Rkm-bmZPaeI/AAAAAAAAABc/DK20AK3xV4k/s72-c/abigail+breslin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23486618.post-44974480236955517</id><published>2007-04-29T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T20:46:40.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>try, try again</title><content type='html'>I want to try to do the blog thing. I've had this one for over a year, and posted maybe once... I decided to get over it, and give it another shot. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23486618-44974480236955517?l=rosabrown.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/feeds/44974480236955517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23486618&amp;postID=44974480236955517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/44974480236955517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23486618/posts/default/44974480236955517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rosabrown.blogspot.com/2007/04/try-try-again.html' title='try, try again'/><author><name>rosa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00855288232334416575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_aKTXlhg9KPE/RwrrqzPoelI/AAAAAAAAAGk/dAwXrn_ZS7Y/s400/chicky.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
