<?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-2711456977497499131</id><updated>2011-07-08T00:38:41.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmo with Two Limes</title><subtitle type='html'>However It's More Like Cranberry Juice with Two Limes Now</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4484603577114275104</id><published>2010-06-11T16:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:22:21.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birth Story</title><content type='html'>By April 20th my belly had dropped and on April 22nd my mucus plug came out. Can I just say that was gross especially since I was still at work. I started to not feel great and joked that I might not be in tomorrow, April 23rd, which was to be my last day of work before I started maternity leave.   I was so excited to have the following week off and planned to get my a mani &amp;amp; pedi before delivery but the baby had other plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got home I was definitely having contractions. I told hubby to make sure he took the regular train home and not the later one because I was in labor. I knew the contractions would hurt but I didn't expect the lower back pain. That was really the worst part. By the time hubby came home my contractions were about 15 minutes apart so I called the doctor. They told me that when my contraction got to be about 5 minutes apart to call them and then I would head to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say that the bump has a great contraction calculator on their website. It was great. Every time my contraction would start I would just hit enter and then when it was over you hit enter again. It told you how long the contraction was plus how long between your contractions. It was wonderful to have that - thanks &lt;a href="http://www.thebump.com/calculators/contraction.aspx"&gt;the bump&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My contractions started at 15 minutes, then went to 12 minutes then bumped up to 20 minutes, then 15 minutes, then 30 minutes.  It was very frustrating and exhausting since I had been up all day and it was now night time.  Finally around 6:30am my contractions got to 5 minutes apart and we called the doctor.  They gave us the green light to go to the hospital so we started to get ready.  I had to send an email to my coworkers explaining that I would not be in and tell them the final items that I needed done.  I actually had to have hubby type the email because the contractions were very bad.  We finished up our bag for the hospital because I totally slacked on getting that ready and then my "nesting" instincts took over.  While hubby was loading up the car I was making the bed and folding blankets.  Hubby insisted that I get in the car but I need to make sure our bedroom was neat.  He couldn't believe me.  He finally got me down to the kitchen, almost to the back door, but then I realized that I needed to wipe the counters down because I saw a crumb.  Again, he was like we need to go to the hospital NOW but I needed to make sure the house was okay before we left.  We didn't get to the hospital till about 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car ride to the hospital SUCKED!!!!  It was only 25 minutes but it was 25 minutes of HELL.  When we were home I leaned over which helped the contractions but in the car I could only sit there, yell and squeeze hubby's thigh.  I am very proud that hubby got us to the hospital with no problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once inside the hospital I got the VIP wheelchair to the maternity floor and they did a pelvic check on me to see how dilated I was.  I prayed that I was at least 2 cm's dilated and that they wouldn't send me home.  I could not take them sending me home.  To my delight I was 6 cm's dilated.  Woo Hoo!  I was so happy that they were admitting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got into our room they asked if I wanted an epidural and I said yes please.  I didn't know if I would want one or not and I am so happy I did.  I could still feel the contractions and actually did feel some pain towards the end but it made it SO much better.  I could actually enjoy the birthing experience.  The nurses were pretty good expect for the one who told me to rest because I would be pushing for at least 3 hours because this was my first pregnancy.  That bitch!  Why do you need to tell me it will be at least 3 hours - hate you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on .. my parents were in the waiting room, my in-laws were in the car heading up and one of my besties was making the trek up too.  Once Kim got there hubby was going to update her and my parents, it was just a little before 12:00.  Hubby was about to leave the room when I said I think I feel like pushing.  He was like "WHAT".  So he decided not to update the group and he went to find our nurse.  They checked me and I was 10 cms dilated and they got me ready to push.  Apparently my doctor was in the middle of doing a C-section to another patient so they grabbed a midwife for me, who I never met, and told me she would deliver me.  That was fine by me because I wanted to see my baby.  Side note: the midwife Agnes delivered my cousins baby - crazy - how small the world is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what pushing would be like.  They kept telling me to push harder and on the 2nd push Agnes said she could see the hair.  Holy shit you can see the hair was all I could think.  My baby has hair.  Hubby was getting even more excited at this point and was telling me I was doing great.  I don't quite remember how many times I pushed but it was less then 8.  She was out by 12:15pm so I guess I showed that bitch nurse who is boss.  We put her on my chest but still didn't know if it was a boy or girl.  Agnes told hubby to tell everyone and he was trying to see between the legs but with the blankets on her and everyone arms all over her it was hard to see so he said "Is it a girl?" and he was right.  It was a girl - which I predicted all along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the most beautiful little thing I have ever seen.  We could not believe all the dark hair and she was just a tiny thing.  I figured that we would have a 8 lb baby and thought she would be a week late but instead she was just a little over 6lbs and came one week early.   We could not be happier.  Thanks hubby for making a beautiful baby with me and for being so supportive through everything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4484603577114275104?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4484603577114275104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4484603577114275104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4484603577114275104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4484603577114275104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/birth-story.html' title='Birth Story'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8906403848075587500</id><published>2010-06-11T16:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T16:50:03.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It is a Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/TBKhRMtp7wI/AAAAAAAAAd4/t-v51FOVyVY/s1600/005A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 215px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/TBKhRMtp7wI/AAAAAAAAAd4/t-v51FOVyVY/s320/005A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481621013305880322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mia MacKenzie was born April 23, 2010 at 12:15pm.  She weighed 6lbs and 3 ozs and was 20 inches long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8906403848075587500?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8906403848075587500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8906403848075587500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8906403848075587500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8906403848075587500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-is-girl.html' title='It is a Girl!'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/TBKhRMtp7wI/AAAAAAAAAd4/t-v51FOVyVY/s72-c/005A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3941619101226698508</id><published>2010-04-20T15:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:12:08.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>10 days to go although who actually knows when the little one will decide to come out.  3 more days till maternity leave.  Woo Hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3941619101226698508?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3941619101226698508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3941619101226698508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3941619101226698508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3941619101226698508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1927278608690163363</id><published>2010-04-14T11:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T12:24:10.842-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did My Brain Go</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks of pregnancy have been interesting and uncomfortable.  I am trying to just think about the finish line but feel like I am running up Heartbreak Hill for all of you Boston Marathon fans.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is my memory.  I am usually so good with remembering things but it has gotten so bad that I swear I have probably used a whole tree worth of post it notes.  Sorry little tree, I will try to plant something to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only has the memory gone but my judgement is going.  I am doing some stupid things.  Just yesterday I stopped at the mailbox to get the mail.  I pulled up to it still in my car because that is what I do and noticed that there was a small beehive under the mailbox.  Now I know a few things: 1. This is something new that was not here a few days ago and 2. It is spring time so most likely there will be bees in it but yet I ignored all that I know and flicked it with my finger.  Yep, this brillant pregnancy brain of mine decided I had to touch it and try to break it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flicked it and nothing happened for about 2 seconds and then the noise of the bees could be heard.  Luckily, my brillant brain bounced back and though gee, maybe I should close the windows &amp; the sun roof so the bees don't get in.  So that is what I did.  I then crept the car away from the mailbox and pulled up into the driveway.  I let hubby get the mail later that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told hubby about what I had done he just looked at me like who is this insane person and when will my wife be back.  I know it was so stupid, who does that - well apparently me pregnant.  There are so many little things like this that I cannot even remember them all but needed to share this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1927278608690163363?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1927278608690163363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1927278608690163363' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1927278608690163363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1927278608690163363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/where-did-my-brain-go.html' title='Where Did My Brain Go'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5584030357162251051</id><published>2010-04-11T20:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:06:27.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift Receipts</title><content type='html'>I have been returning gifts and using gift receipts although I don't get why the return counters need to be so difficult. We went to Babies R Us this weekend and handed the woman our gift receipt on a specific item. The lady literally says "Do you have the original receipt?" Hmmm, I gave you a gift receipt so I obviously don't have the original. She was able to process the item and gave us store credit which is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if the stores actually give you the exact amount that the person bought the gift for or if they give you a lower refund amount. I mean how would I know. They don't list the price on the gift cards and its not like I am going to ask the person who gave me the gift how much it was, let alone tell them I am returning their gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just one of the many random thoughts that run through my mind. On a side note I think hubby is having some sympathy pains. He is on the same bathroom schedule I am right now, pain in his feet and feeling tired too. Is it sad that I am happy he is having some of these feelings? It is nice to know that as my life &amp; body changes his is a little too. Love you babe~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5584030357162251051?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5584030357162251051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5584030357162251051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5584030357162251051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5584030357162251051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/gift-receipts.html' title='Gift Receipts'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4807968963976154318</id><published>2010-04-05T09:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T10:05:21.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Drill Run By Monkeys</title><content type='html'>As we have approached the last leg of this pregnancy a few things have gotten harder: walking up stairs, seeing my feet, sliding past hubby while he is at the sink, walking down stairs, bumping into things, getting up off the couch, plus a million other things. With all that said though the biggest is getting out of bed in a hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we were on the Cape for Easter and sleeping in a Queen bed, although it felt more like a full size. I have my body pillow on my right side and am lying on it. I have two other pillows stuffed in on my left side and 2 pillows under my head. I am sleeping pretty good for the moment when all of a sudden I stretch my leg out and BAM, charlie horse. Ouch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have to get out of bed and walk around and it will go away but getting out of bed is much easier said then done. My back is to the edge of the bed so I begin the ever so graceful pregnant lady rocking to move me onto my back and then to keep moving me onto my left side; however, with all the pillows around me I feel more like a beached whale thrashing around. I finally grab my calf and begin to massage it, which does nothing. Then go back to the thrashing around which finally gets me to the edge of the bed and I can sit up. I throw my legs off the side and am able to hobble around until the pain goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only way I can describe it is to be in the middle of a fire drill but its being run by monkeys. You get what I am saying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4807968963976154318?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4807968963976154318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4807968963976154318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4807968963976154318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4807968963976154318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/04/fire-drill-run-by-monkeys.html' title='Fire Drill Run By Monkeys'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5738182506065921307</id><published>2010-03-29T16:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T16:35:33.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I was stuck in the bathroom</title><content type='html'>Dear little blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for ignoring you for the past few weeks. I blame being stuck in the bathroom for why I have been ignoring you. The whole peeing things is getting worse and worse as my belly gets bigger and bigger. Waking up 5 times in one night just to have a little dribble come out is not cool, ya I know its way too much information but I am a 35 week pregnant woman so nothing is off limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me update you on what's been going on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My friends and family surprised me at the end of February with an amazing baby shower. It was truly a wonderful day and it was nice to be surprised. I cannot believe how much stuff we have gotten and how many items we still need. I have lists on top of lists but feel much better since the nursery is about 90% done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2a. Did you know that Target receipts expire? Seriously, if gift certificates in Mass cannot expire how the hell can a receipt expire? I don't get it. My mom had bought us a bobby bouncer for Xmas that we never opened and decided to return since we were able to use our friends bouncy chairs instead. When we went to return it Target said the receipt expired and then they could not locate it in their inventory so they couldn't give us a credit on it because they didn't know how much it cost. The girl seriously asked us if we got this from Target - um, hello the receipt is from Target with this item on it and the big freaking Target logo on it - am I missing something. Finally, after us complaining and asking to speak with a manager she was able to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2b. Did you know that Target gives you crap about returning items that were bought online? We got some gifts sent to us by friends that were duplicates so we went to the store to return them and were told that we needed to go online and get the receipts but how can I do this when I didn't buy it - it was a gift. All I have is the packing slip. Again, after we complained they were able to take care of it but why should we have to complain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. We had some professional maternity photos done this past weekend and it should take about 2 weeks to get the proofs. The woman came to our home so she was able to take pictures of the nursery as well as hubby and I. I did a little Demi Moore pose with a little scarf wrapped around my breasts and the bare belly showing. We will see how it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For all of those people who have ever had a belly ring beware, when you are pregnant that skin pops out right and you have a bright red "X" over your belly button. At first I thought it was a bruise but then I realized what it was from. Hopefully it will hide again after the baby comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We started interviewing pediatrician's this week. Had an appointment today and another one on Wednesday. I really liked the first woman and she has 1 year old twins so she totally gets it. We will see how the 2nd one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Going to see the Red Sox play the Yankees on April 7th. Hubby got tickets from work and we are super excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fantasy baseball drafting has started and this year I am on two leagues. I really love playing fantasy sports, especially when I kick the guys butts. I figure with all the hours I will be up with the newborn I can turn on SportsCenter and really get the inside information. My team name for the friends/family league is Uterine Explosion, fitting don't you think. The other league is with hubby's work so I couldn't be so blunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The belly is getting bigger and I have been having lots of back &amp; groin pain. The prenatal yoga helps a lot but that is only one night a week so I need to do it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I keep forgetting to take belly pictures each week for the belly book. Oh well, I have more pictures then not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. We finished our child birthing classes and the more information I get the more scared I become. I am trying to keep all my options open because I do not want to be so focused on one way and then feel like I failed with it doesn't work out that way. Besides I don't have any control, this little baby does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think that is a pretty good update for now. Less then 5 weeks to go (although who knows) and less then 4 weeks to go till maternity leave. Woo hoo. Hopefully I can have a few days to myself before the little one comes although by the end I will be praying to get this baby out of me. I am feeling uncomfortable now and I know it will only get worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I just feel like its a girl and I keep telling hubby that I will be shocked (jaw drops) if it's a boy but only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy To Be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5738182506065921307?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5738182506065921307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5738182506065921307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5738182506065921307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5738182506065921307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-was-stuck-in-bathroom.html' title='I was stuck in the bathroom'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-973286445021867271</id><published>2010-02-26T05:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T05:19:00.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving This Song</title><content type='html'>The belly and I have been rocking out to this song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breakeven" by The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qn84jwhL3W4"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her first&lt;br /&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Cause she's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you,&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh&lt;br /&gt;Cause you left me with no love and no love to my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cause when a heart breaks no it don't break&lt;br /&gt;No it don't break&lt;br /&gt;No it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;(Oh glad your okay now)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Oh I'm glad your okay)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces yeah&lt;br /&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(Cause when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qn84jwhL3W4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-973286445021867271?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-6090529118703082387</id><published>2010-02-22T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:00:05.281-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pregger Saying</title><content type='html'>My top sayings from this past week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Holy shit, I just bought a 46 F bra. &lt;br /&gt;2. Nope, no touching my boobs are leaking.&lt;br /&gt;3. Coffee frappes are the best invention ever.&lt;br /&gt;4. I need to sit down and rest for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;5. I am so sick of peeing, I just hate toilets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6090529118703082387?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6090529118703082387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6090529118703082387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6090529118703082387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6090529118703082387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-pregger-saying.html' title='Random Pregger Saying'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3305112974706507058</id><published>2010-02-19T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:53:09.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Organizing</title><content type='html'>Our pantry is not very large and has been quite disorganized for a while.  It has gotten so bad that we throw things in and try to shut the door before anything can fall out.  I finally decided enough is enough.  I bought some storage bins to help me get organized and I really like how it looks now.  Plus I can see what I have and what I need to buy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I hate to admit I had boxes of jello that expired in August 2008.  Gross.  I won't even mention some of the other stuff.  Let's just say I filled up two garbage bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pantry or junk pile as I would call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nMepcvcXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/BqTKLt32qQ8/s1600-h/IMG_0995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nMepcvcXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/BqTKLt32qQ8/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438602851921129842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fuzzy inspecting the new items for the pantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nMtYHoiCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8jUSrs25PW8/s1600-h/IMG_0996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nMtYHoiCI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8jUSrs25PW8/s320/IMG_0996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438603104967231522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nM2qTr-xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1bupGCToQrE/s1600-h/IMG_0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nM2qTr-xI/AAAAAAAAAdo/1bupGCToQrE/s320/IMG_0997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438603264468450066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3305112974706507058?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3305112974706507058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3305112974706507058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3305112974706507058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3305112974706507058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/busy-organizing.html' title='Busy Organizing'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nMepcvcXI/AAAAAAAAAdY/BqTKLt32qQ8/s72-c/IMG_0995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7701225722575736088</id><published>2010-02-17T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:00:08.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultrasound &amp; Belly</title><content type='html'>More pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the baby at 27 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nLhf0B8UI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bHgnvst2v1s/s1600-h/27+wks+IV.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nLhf0B8UI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bHgnvst2v1s/s320/27+wks+IV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438601801362436418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the belly at 29 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nLAsVp3_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/jyB0KUsyEII/s1600-h/2-14-10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nLAsVp3_I/AAAAAAAAAdI/jyB0KUsyEII/s320/2-14-10.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438601237789007858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7701225722575736088?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7701225722575736088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7701225722575736088' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7701225722575736088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7701225722575736088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/ultrasound-belly.html' title='Ultrasound &amp; Belly'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nLhf0B8UI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bHgnvst2v1s/s72-c/27+wks+IV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7573696536633199856</id><published>2010-02-15T17:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:27:56.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day Recap</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful night out. (I took a really long nap during the day just so I would be awake). We went to &lt;a href="http://www.sky-restaurant.com/design/v2/"&gt;Sky &lt;/a&gt;for dinner and it was fabulous. We got to sit next to the water fall which was stunning and completely unexpected. The food was awesome. I had a nice steak and hubby had salmon, plus the desserts were yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some picts from our night out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nJcIeqzPI/AAAAAAAAAco/tNXZWE37P_4/s1600-h/V+Day+Belly+2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438599510176222450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nJcIeqzPI/AAAAAAAAAco/tNXZWE37P_4/s320/V+Day+Belly+2010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful V-day gift .. thanks Hubby!  You are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nJt-ZzQvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/0XLbkVoilrk/s1600-h/Pearls.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nJt-ZzQvI/AAAAAAAAAc4/0XLbkVoilrk/s320/Pearls.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438599816709096178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7573696536633199856?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7573696536633199856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7573696536633199856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7573696536633199856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7573696536633199856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/v-day-recap.html' title='V-day Recap'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3nJcIeqzPI/AAAAAAAAAco/tNXZWE37P_4/s72-c/V+Day+Belly+2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2437549636798347280</id><published>2010-02-13T20:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:36:37.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone has a romantic day with the person they love. Hubby and I have dinner reservations and we are super excited to enjoy our last Valentine's Day together before the little one arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3dTeZzbcDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ug8XB8DDOnY/s1600-h/HappyValentinesDay.png"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437906856860938290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3dTeZzbcDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ug8XB8DDOnY/s320/HappyValentinesDay.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2437549636798347280?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2437549636798347280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2437549636798347280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2437549636798347280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2437549636798347280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S3dTeZzbcDI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ug8XB8DDOnY/s72-c/HappyValentinesDay.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3056504740880616496</id><published>2010-01-31T18:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:40:18.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Tease</title><content type='html'>Hubby and I went out to dinner last week and since the restaurant was super busy we waiting at the end of the bad. Hubby was going to grab a beer while I got my club soda with two limes. Before the bartender had come over another bartender came up to me with a Cosmo in her hands saying is this yours. With tears in my eyes I had to say no I didn't order that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that shit hurt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3056504740880616496?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3056504740880616496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3056504740880616496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3056504740880616496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3056504740880616496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-tease.html' title='What A Tease'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5733126317845205523</id><published>2010-01-31T18:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:37:53.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving This</title><content type='html'>Sessie and I have been rocking out to this song .. "Need You Now" by Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture perfect memories scattered all around the floor&lt;br /&gt;Reachin for the phone cause I can't fight it anymore&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever crossed your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another shot of whiskey can't stop looking at the door&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if I ever cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;For me it happens all the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a quarter after one I'm all alone and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said I wouldn't call but I'm a little drunk and I need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how I can do without &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need you now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, baby, I need you now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5733126317845205523?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5733126317845205523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5733126317845205523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5733126317845205523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5733126317845205523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/loving-this.html' title='Loving This'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7131437590826705496</id><published>2010-01-18T15:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T15:58:40.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kick Kick</title><content type='html'>Exciting News, hubby felt the baby move today!  Woo Hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S1TKT5v4VGI/AAAAAAAAAcY/h2-JF7ND5GI/s1600-h/Baby+Kicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428185894156260450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S1TKT5v4VGI/AAAAAAAAAcY/h2-JF7ND5GI/s320/Baby+Kicks.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little one, nicknamed Sessie, has been growing like a weed but since my placenta is on top the doctors had told me hubby probably would need a few extra weeks before he would be able to feel the baby. He needed the babys kicks to get harder for it to penetrate the placenta. There is no danger with the placenta. Doctor said the placenta could be above, right or left. The only worry if the placenta is below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S1TKKKEcnUI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iiE0t93KABU/s1600-h/Belly+Womb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428185726738799938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S1TKKKEcnUI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iiE0t93KABU/s320/Belly+Womb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7131437590826705496?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7131437590826705496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7131437590826705496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7131437590826705496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7131437590826705496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/kick-kick.html' title='Kick Kick'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/S1TKT5v4VGI/AAAAAAAAAcY/h2-JF7ND5GI/s72-c/Baby+Kicks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7846365744666473713</id><published>2010-01-11T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T12:00:02.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Disturbances</title><content type='html'>We started working on our baby registry which is exciting and very overwhelming at the same time.  We are very lucky that we have friends and family members that are letting us reuse some of the items they have out grown which is a huge help but still need a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walk into Target or Babies R Us to work on the registry I feel like I am walking into battle.  We started online with Target and grew rather frustrated since their website sucks.  We put in Waterproof bibs and books came up.  Mind you the books were not even baby related. Oye, so we decided to just go to the store.  That is fine in theory but once we got there we realized that they do not have a large section of baby items in the store and that they have even less neutral colors.  By the end of our trip there I was hungry, tired, thirsty and my feet hurt.  It was at that point that I didn't care what the freak we registered for and didn't care what my  hubby thought and I just sat on the floor.  I didn't care if I looked homeless (something my friend Kim has said in past vacations) I sat on the floor.  Hubby quickly realized that he better get his ticking time bomb of a wife out of the store and that's exactly what he did.  Smart man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks later I was feeling better and we started on our Babies R Us registry.  When we first got there it was pretty busy which was to be expected and we had to wait for a scanner.  No worries we had tons to look at.  A few moments later I decide I will use the ladies room but remind hubby to listen for my name to be called so we can get the scanner.  As I am leaving the ladies room I think I hear my name over the loud speaker so I ask hubby.  He tells me nope they haven't called me.  Okay, we keeping waiting.  Then a moment later I hear my name very clearly over the speakers.  I turn to hubby and say they called us and we need to go.  His response was they did?  I wanted to punch him but I controlled my hands and we went to get the scanner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now using the scanner is fun, just point and click.  We are going through the make shift list that I made and hubby is carrying the Baby Bargains book so we can reference it when needed.  I don't mind looking at the book for a moment or two but when we are in the store I don't want to suddenly research the difference between baby gates.  Just put it down on the list and we will look at the book when we are home.  Well, hubby's plan is to research while we are shopping which makes me want to slap him but again I control my hands and we keep going.  We get to pacifiers and we are looking at the age limit on them.  Out of no where hubby says, well babies should not be using pacifiers over the age of 6 months according to research.  It is at this point where I turn to him and tell him he is annoying me, sounds like a first time dad and I am seriously considering walking out on his ass.  I take a few deep breaths and turn to another aisle.  At this point I don't care any more and just keep moving.  He catches up with me after a few and we are able to finish the registry for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I think baby registry places have more domestic disturbances than bars.  Is there any research on this stuff?  The moral of this story is that I think Babies R Us and other stores like them must have security guards posing as pregnant people, you need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Side note:  1. Pregnancy has made me angry so look out.  2.  Hubby really does try to help out and does take really good care of me.  3.  I try to use my words and tell him when I am frustrated because he is not a mind reader.  4.  My mood changes pretty quickly and soon hubby said something silly and I was laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The something silly that made me laugh ....&lt;br /&gt;Me: I need to get a sundae after this.&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: But its Saturday not Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7846365744666473713?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7846365744666473713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7846365744666473713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7846365744666473713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7846365744666473713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/domestic-disturbances.html' title='Domestic Disturbances'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-6734201647229223839</id><published>2010-01-10T18:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:24:17.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Carts</title><content type='html'>Hubby:  People annoy me.  This woman walked almost all the way to the grocery cart rack only to stop short and push the cart into the vicinity rather into the dock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Well she got it close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  Ya, but why go almost all the way and then stop.  So I pushed her cart into the dock with my cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  I just wish more people would put their carts away because then maybe grocery stores wouldn't need to pay people to return the carts and maybe it would be less cost involved which would mean lower prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  But then we would put poor high school kids out of a job.  I feel bad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: Not me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6734201647229223839?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6734201647229223839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6734201647229223839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6734201647229223839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6734201647229223839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2010/01/grocery-carts.html' title='Grocery Carts'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8172917069212650254</id><published>2009-12-31T17:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T17:26:50.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sz0kwOGwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uvZozY4NZMQ/s1600-h/Champagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 253px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421529937262706402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sz0kwOGwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uvZozY4NZMQ/s320/Champagne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my bottle of sparkling cider in the fridge!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8172917069212650254?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8172917069212650254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8172917069212650254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8172917069212650254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8172917069212650254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sz0kwOGwfuI/AAAAAAAAAcI/uvZozY4NZMQ/s72-c/Champagne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7974892797929754715</id><published>2009-12-18T19:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:37:49.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Us</title><content type='html'>One of the great thing about ornaments is the memories they represent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SywfaIqjlhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Xavql5iKH3s/s1600-h/2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416738985682900498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SywfaIqjlhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Xavql5iKH3s/s320/2005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SywfQhLXzXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8-ee5fReWR0/s1600-h/2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416738820464299378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SywfQhLXzXI/AAAAAAAAAb4/8-ee5fReWR0/s320/2006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sywe8f2BgNI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6ryW88Aiz1w/s1600-h/2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416738476508938450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sywe8f2BgNI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6ryW88Aiz1w/s320/2007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sywemay-vOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/iWKkq2GqsvE/s1600-h/2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416738097196874978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sywemay-vOI/AAAAAAAAAbo/iWKkq2GqsvE/s320/2008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sywd0HeSKoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Vte8SGHUJgg/s1600-h/2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416737233016334978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sywd0HeSKoI/AAAAAAAAAbg/Vte8SGHUJgg/s320/2009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7974892797929754715?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7974892797929754715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7974892797929754715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7974892797929754715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7974892797929754715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/story-of-us.html' title='The Story of Us'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SywfaIqjlhI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Xavql5iKH3s/s72-c/2005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8629182148780669720</id><published>2009-12-10T14:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:20:04.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>Loving this song. "Mele Kalikimaka"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright Hawaiian Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;That's the island greeting that we send to you&lt;br /&gt;From the land where palm trees sway&lt;br /&gt;Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is Hawaii's way to say merry Christmas to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright Hawaiian Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;That's the island greeting that we send to you&lt;br /&gt;From the land where palm trees sway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is Hawaii's way to say merry Christmas to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is Hawaii's way to say merry Christmas to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is the thing to say on a bright Hawaiian Christmas day&lt;br /&gt;Thats the island greeting that we send to you&lt;br /&gt;From the land where palm trees sway&lt;br /&gt;Here we know that Christmas will be green and bright&lt;br /&gt;The sun will shine by day and all the stars at night&lt;br /&gt;Mele kalikimaka is Hawaii's way to say merry Christmas,&lt;br /&gt;Merry merry Christmas to you, merry merry Christmas to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus it always makes me think of this scene in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jZ3on-3-TdI&amp;amp;NR=1"&gt;Christmas Vacation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8629182148780669720?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8629182148780669720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8629182148780669720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8629182148780669720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8629182148780669720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-vacation.html' title='Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1353102961798186413</id><published>2009-12-03T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T09:00:09.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Edition</title><content type='html'>Love: Outside Christmas lights that my hubby hung up for us.&lt;br /&gt;Hate: That we only have 3 candles up in the front windows even though we have 4 windows. The fourth candles light bulb burnt out and we have yet to replace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: Putting up the Christmas Tree. It is fun putting up the lights and all the ornaments.&lt;br /&gt;Hate: Taking down the Christmas Tree. Why does it always seem that there are more ornaments to take down then we put up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: My Santa's village. I love the little lights and the multi-layers of all the village homes.&lt;br /&gt;Hate: Styrofoam. Yuck. The noise hurts my ears but my village is delicate so I need it to be in Styrofoam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: Christmas songs!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hate: That I miss out on all the new songs that come out between Thanksgiving and Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1353102961798186413?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1353102961798186413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1353102961798186413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1353102961798186413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1353102961798186413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-edition.html' title='Holiday Edition'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-932730733011274563</id><published>2009-12-02T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:00:09.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Anti-Gifts</title><content type='html'>So we have our best Christmas gifts but what about the terrible, are you kidding me kind of gifts? We all get them and I thought it would be fun to go down that memory lane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my worst gifts that still makes me laugh today was from my Grandma when I was in high school. On Christmas Day we would go to Grammy's house for dinner, family time and the gift exchange. My cousin Jennie and I are about the same age so we would always get the same gifts. This particular year Jennie got her gift first and I knew I would be getting the same. What was this wonderful gift? It was some canned goods, a jar of spaghetti sauce and a box of spaghetti. Ok, I don't want to seem bitchy here but I was still living my parents ... I was still in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennie and I were both kinda shocked because this is something Grammy never gave us before but of course we pretended to love it. The worst part though was that Jennie's box of spaghetti was open and half used. Oye. It still makes me smile though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? Any good stories?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-932730733011274563?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/932730733011274563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=932730733011274563' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/932730733011274563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/932730733011274563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-anti-gifts.html' title='Christmas Anti-Gifts'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7426616032179634854</id><published>2009-12-01T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T09:00:11.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Christmas</title><content type='html'>As I think about the final Christmas gifts to buy I started thinking about some of the more memorable Christmas gifts I have gotten over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in middle school I got a corduroy blue school varsity jacket. I had really, really wanted one and Santa brought it. I was so excited that I would wear the jacket every wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SxL6UlnnBXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9ti0jeD2kSY/s1600/Pict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SxL6UlnnBXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9ti0jeD2kSY/s320/Pict.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409661334027961714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks liked the above jacket although the arms were also blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? What was one of the best gifts that you ever received for Christmas?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7426616032179634854?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7426616032179634854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7426616032179634854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7426616032179634854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7426616032179634854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/12/countdown-to-christmas.html' title='Countdown to Christmas'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SxL6UlnnBXI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/9ti0jeD2kSY/s72-c/Pict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4126555754789062385</id><published>2009-11-30T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T09:00:01.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Favorite</title><content type='html'>Our Thanksgiving was a wonderful trip down to New Jersey to spend at my in-laws. It is a really nice time and my parents also make the trek down. We are lucky that they have a large home so everyone has there own space and it helps make the holiday process go even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom-in-law is a really great cook and one of my most favorite things that she makes is Baked Brie. OMG, it is so yummy. Since we became preggers I have been avoiding brie since its not the best thing to eat when you are pregnant but I checked with my doctor and she said a little of the baked brie would be fine. Yippiee! Let me tell you that it was worth the wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you like brie you need to try this recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 of 17 ounce package of puff pastry sheets (1 sheet and I usually use Pepperidge Farms)&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp water&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup of honey (you can also use brown sugar but I think the honey is the best)&lt;br /&gt;1 (13 ounce) Brie Cheese round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oven to 400 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaw pastry sheet at room temperature, 40 min or until its easy to handle. Beat egg and water in a small bowl, and set aside. Unfold the pastry sheet on lightly floured surface. Roll sheet into a 14 inch square. Place the brie cheese on the middle of the pastry sheet. Stir pecans and honey in bowl. Pour mixture on top of brie cheese. Brush edges of pastry sheet with the egg mixture. Fold two opposite sides over the cheese and then fold the other two side over the cheese. Press to seal the pasty sheet shut. Brush the top with egg mixture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake for 20-25 minutes or until golden brown. Let stand 30 minutes before serving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4126555754789062385?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4126555754789062385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4126555754789062385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4126555754789062385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4126555754789062385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-favorite.html' title='Thanksgiving Favorite'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-977130457139542685</id><published>2009-11-23T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T09:00:03.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So It Begins</title><content type='html'>I have not popped yet by any means but I do have a little belly.  We just turned 17 weeks this past Friday.  It is funny how every day I am just waiting for my belly to get bigger .. very different than before pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwnGb1S8BHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-C-OaHiyIRE/s1600/Annie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwnGb1S8BHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-C-OaHiyIRE/s320/Annie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407071009100268658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-977130457139542685?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/977130457139542685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=977130457139542685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/977130457139542685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/977130457139542685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-it-begins.html' title='So It Begins'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwnGb1S8BHI/AAAAAAAAAbI/-C-OaHiyIRE/s72-c/Annie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-6489738160440313905</id><published>2009-11-18T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T09:00:08.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam</title><content type='html'>Dear &lt;a href="http://www.fredericks.com"&gt;Frederick's of Hollywood&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry to inform you that for the next several months your weekly emails will be going into my spam box.  You have been a good friend for several years and came in very handy over the summer; however, as my belly expands and my ass gets larger looking at your very thin and perky models is not going to help my pregnancy.  I thank you for your understanding and look forward to seeing you again in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Mama To Be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6489738160440313905?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6489738160440313905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6489738160440313905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6489738160440313905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6489738160440313905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/spam.html' title='Spam'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1098783309773727360</id><published>2009-11-17T09:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:00:08.797-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf</title><content type='html'>Favorite movie of the Christmas season is Elf .. I love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwF9kmOVp2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3l_-xvQafJQ/s1600/Elf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwF9kmOVp2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3l_-xvQafJQ/s320/Elf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404739095510755170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwF9Bjb8cLI/AAAAAAAAAao/7lDnHVjXKkE/s1600/Elf+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwF9Bjb8cLI/AAAAAAAAAao/7lDnHVjXKkE/s320/Elf+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404738493467095218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1098783309773727360?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1098783309773727360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1098783309773727360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1098783309773727360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1098783309773727360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/elf.html' title='Elf'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SwF9kmOVp2I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3l_-xvQafJQ/s72-c/Elf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8309577835751592931</id><published>2009-11-16T11:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:21:49.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Shopping</title><content type='html'>This weekend I was feeling pretty good and didn't get sick all weekend .. this is like a world record.  I can't remember the last weekend I didn't get sick.  Anyway since I was feeling better and my mom was up to visit we decided to get some Christmas shopping done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Target and started working on my list.  I was actually surprised to see that is wasn't that busy on a Saturday afternoon and we didn't even have to wait at the checkout counter - score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difficult part came in figuring out what to get my cousins kids.  Some of these kids I only see once or twice a year so how the hell do I know what to give them but on the other hand I don't think gift certificates are appropriate for 6 year olds .. it's just my own thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some young kids in the toy aisle and figured they were around the 6/7 year mark so I started to follow them a little (not stalk) but just stare at them and watch intently on what they found interesting.  Bottom line is it worked and I go the items I needed to get - score again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I bought Season One of House for my mom because she really wants it but holy hell .. $45 for one season .. I love House but even he would be pissed off at the price, okay he is pissed off at everything but come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the easy gifts are done but the hard things are left .. for instance, what do I get my mom-in-law?  Any advice?  Next year will be so much easier because we can give photo albums of the baby and all the grandparents will be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8309577835751592931?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8309577835751592931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8309577835751592931' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8309577835751592931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8309577835751592931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-shopping.html' title='Christmas Shopping'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-523898205274084892</id><published>2009-11-06T13:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:58:43.425-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Colors</title><content type='html'>Have you seen the new &lt;a href="http://www.dell.com/content/topics/global.aspx/design_studio/en/us/design_studio?c=us&amp;cs=19&amp;l=en&amp;s=dhs"&gt;Dell computers&lt;/a&gt;?  They are coming out in pretty OPI nail colors.  The one linked is my favorite .. its called "I'm Really Not A Waitress".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dream job is to drink wine, eat brie cheese and crackers while picking out cool names for OPI colors.  OPI if you are listening I would be great at it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-523898205274084892?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/523898205274084892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=523898205274084892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/523898205274084892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/523898205274084892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/pretty-colors.html' title='Pretty Colors'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8030326047552536599</id><published>2009-11-04T14:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:11:16.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Garlic</title><content type='html'>Let me start by saying hubby, I am so sorry.  I do not know how you put up with me but you do, my crazy smells and all.  Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I mentioned how the new couch and the fridge smell bothers me well it has gotten worse.  Now, I cannot even stand the way my hubby smells.  Seriously, its bad.  I think he secretly rubs his body with garlic before he enters the house.  I know I sound like a crazy person but I cannot help it.  I have even tried to catch him in the act because I know he is doing this.  When his truck pulls up to the house I race to the nearest window for a peak but at last I never catch him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal Me: Hubby, did you have any garlic for lunch today?  It seems that I smell a hint of garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant Me:  ROAR!!!  You ate garlic didn't you!!  AHHHH, you rubbed it all over you didn't you!!!  ROAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Hubby he denies the garlic use but I am on to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8030326047552536599?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8030326047552536599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8030326047552536599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8030326047552536599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8030326047552536599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/garlic.html' title='Garlic'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1692037129628331420</id><published>2009-11-03T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:00:04.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Presents Make Me Smile</title><content type='html'>This is my "Thank you honey for carrying our child and I am so sorry you have been sick" present ... and I love it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3pKIlZMFI/AAAAAAAAAag/4AXWgxos4Ok/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3pKIlZMFI/AAAAAAAAAag/4AXWgxos4Ok/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399227888599380050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3oGgaAQ6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZXcVwrzfIUY/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3oGgaAQ6I/AAAAAAAAAaA/ZXcVwrzfIUY/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399226726762955682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3oPA2hdyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/X1Fl6WN7pFg/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3oPA2hdyI/AAAAAAAAAaI/X1Fl6WN7pFg/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399226872911460130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1692037129628331420?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1692037129628331420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1692037129628331420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1692037129628331420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1692037129628331420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/presents-make-me-smile.html' title='Presents Make Me Smile'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3pKIlZMFI/AAAAAAAAAag/4AXWgxos4Ok/s72-c/IMG_0813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5451012628557175805</id><published>2009-11-01T13:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T14:16:18.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crack, no thanks I'm good</title><content type='html'>All of my pants are still fitting as I entered my 14th week of pregnancy. The only thing that is not fitting well is my favorite pair of jeans. I cannot button the top button ... well I can but its uncomfortable, especially when I sit down. I bought a &lt;a href="http://www.ingridandisabel.com/bellaband.html"&gt;BellaBand&lt;/a&gt;, which is okay, but after sitting and standing, and sitting and standing it gets a little annoying. I finally went on to Old Navy to check out there maternity pants since they have practically no maternity clothing at their stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a pair below that I thought would be cute. The band wasn't that big which is perfect because I have not popped yet and don't need full coverage for my bellly. I ordered the jeans in a dark vintage color and could get them in long which is a plus since as I am 5'8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3cSQCwcgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3qlP1wG5o5w/s1600-h/jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399213734389379586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3cSQCwcgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3qlP1wG5o5w/s320/jeans.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they look cute .. I thought so till I got them in. First, the dark vintage color is more like a dark spandex blue and doesn't look or feel like jeans. Second, I didn't realize low rise meant low rise for barely covering your ass. I thought low rise was the little belly band on it, sadly I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, who wants to see pregnant plumbers crack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3c83zq3vI/AAAAAAAAAZo/K7iw8Ll70K8/s1600-h/Crack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399214466618023666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3c83zq3vI/AAAAAAAAAZo/K7iw8Ll70K8/s320/Crack.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack + Pregnancy = Gross!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5451012628557175805?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5451012628557175805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5451012628557175805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5451012628557175805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5451012628557175805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/11/crack-no-thanks-im-good.html' title='Crack, no thanks I&apos;m good'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Su3cSQCwcgI/AAAAAAAAAZg/3qlP1wG5o5w/s72-c/jeans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7155654974351328290</id><published>2009-10-28T11:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:38:00.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving This Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Falling For You &lt;/em&gt;by Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know but I think I maybe&lt;br /&gt;Fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&lt;br /&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Waiting ’til I&lt;br /&gt;Know you better&lt;br /&gt;I am trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;And now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’m standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;And we start to dance&lt;br /&gt;All around usI see nobody&lt;br /&gt;Here in silence&lt;br /&gt;It’s just you and me&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I’m scared of what you’ll say&lt;br /&gt;So I’m hiding what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I’m tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;And now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just can’t take it&lt;br /&gt;My heart is racing&lt;br /&gt;The emotions keep spinning out&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;And now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I’m fallin’ for you&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can’t hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fallin’ for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7155654974351328290?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7155654974351328290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7155654974351328290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7155654974351328290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7155654974351328290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/loving-this-song.html' title='Loving This Song'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4383519694729279543</id><published>2009-10-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T09:17:24.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Names</title><content type='html'>One of my friends works in a job where there is constant contact with the public.  When you work a job like this you come across interesting names.  Before we were even preggers she started making a list of these interesting names for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what she has come up with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Girl Names:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Curvy&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly&lt;br /&gt;Love(Joy)&lt;br /&gt;Sassalee (“Sassy”)&lt;br /&gt;Tyashia&lt;br /&gt;Jewelia&lt;br /&gt;Shaki&lt;br /&gt;Morticia&lt;br /&gt;Secret&lt;br /&gt;Angelic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Boy Names:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shadeed&lt;br /&gt;Destin&lt;br /&gt;Caron&lt;br /&gt;Devrea&lt;br /&gt;Edin&lt;br /&gt;Qwamane&lt;br /&gt;Cartrail&lt;br /&gt;Rickquille&lt;br /&gt;Tizaya&lt;br /&gt;Deryq&lt;br /&gt;Oasis&lt;br /&gt;Luckese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So many great options?  How will we ever choose?  Actually, hubby is much more traditional so there is NO way anything like this would ever fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS I am not even bothering to do spell check on this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4383519694729279543?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4383519694729279543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4383519694729279543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4383519694729279543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4383519694729279543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-names.html' title='Baby Names'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-6649492890083037056</id><published>2009-10-23T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:00:02.493-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pizza Cheese For You</title><content type='html'>A few weeks back one of my girlfriends came over for dinner to celebrate my birthday.  She was going to pick us up something from Town Spa Pizza and then head to my place.  We figured we would eat in and watch a chick flick.  I told her I would call it in since she was getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how the phone order conversation played out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hi I would like to place an order for pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS:  Sure, what would you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I would like a BBQ chicken pizza and a garden salad with pizza cheese on it with italian dressing on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS:  Oh, I don't know if we can put pizza cheese on a salad.  Please hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (I'm thinking seriously?  You are a pizza joint and you can't put pizza cheese on a salad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS:  Oh, I'm sorry we can't do that but we do have feta cheese so you could get a greek salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I CANNOT EAT FETA BECAUSE I AM PREGNANT!  ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS:  Umm, well we can give you a greek salad without the feta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  THEN WOULDN'T THAT JUST BE A DAMN GARDEN SALAD IF THERE IS NO FETA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TS:  Umm, yes it would be.  Ah, do you still want the garden salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: YES, ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did feel bad for yelling at the girl but seriously come on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6649492890083037056?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6649492890083037056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6649492890083037056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6649492890083037056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6649492890083037056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-pizza-cheese-for-you.html' title='No Pizza Cheese For You'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1094171596307604736</id><published>2009-10-21T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:00:01.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitive Nose</title><content type='html'>I do not remember the exact week it happened but small little smells turned into horrible smells that made me want to die.  It has gotten better but it still bothers me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We bought new couches from Jordans, well technically we bought a new couch and the floor model love seat.  The love seat I am fine with, its the damn new couch.  It has new couch smell and I do not like it.  Yuck.  Many times I refuse to sit on it because of the smell.  Now my husband has assured me there is not smell but he still sits with me on the love seat when we watch TV.  Awww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The fridge.  God, why.  We have cleaned out the fridge, put odor absorbers in there and made sure all the food in there is in good condition.  With all my tries the fridge still bothers me.  Many times I take a big breath, open the door and quickly grab what I need and then slam the door shut.  This has been my routine for a while now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My hubby's breath.  Now before I go on it's not bad .. I'm not talking morning breath.  I'm talking about when I am sleeping and he rolls over and starts breathing on me at night.  I hate his hot breath on me.  I usually help push him over so he rolls to the other side and problem solved.  I just don't like being breathed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know I am weird but at least I can admit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1094171596307604736?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1094171596307604736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1094171596307604736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1094171596307604736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1094171596307604736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/sensitive-nose.html' title='Sensitive Nose'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3181181627561965564</id><published>2009-10-20T20:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:52:36.081-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Pregnant</title><content type='html'>Oh, I have wanted to write that on this little blog for so long and I finally get too.  Woo Hoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with a little background information for everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  This was a planned pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Lucky for us it only took 2 months of trying.&lt;br /&gt;3.  We found out on August 22nd and took two pregnancy tests to make sure it was true.&lt;br /&gt;4.  We are both so happy and excited as this is our first pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;5.  We wait a few weeks to tell people and told our parents on Labor Day weekend when we had them all together.  I had little onsies made up that stated "I love my Papa" and "I love my Grammy" for my parents and "I love my Grandpa" and "I love my Nana" for hubby's parents.   We wrapped up the gifts separately and handed them out.  It was a very exciting time.&lt;br /&gt;6.  The first trimester I have been so sick.  I mean I see the toilet more then I see my hubby.  It's been pretty bad but I am hoping it will get better.&lt;br /&gt;7.  We have had two ultrasounds so far.  The first one looked like a spot of dust on the screen and the second one really looked like a baby.  Eeekk.&lt;br /&gt;8.  We are planning on waiting and being surprised on the gender.  I think it will be amazing at the end of all that pushing to hear "It's a Girl" or "It's a Boy".&lt;br /&gt;9.  I think its a girl.&lt;br /&gt;10.  I could not have gotten through the past few weeks without my hubby.  He has truly been my rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3181181627561965564?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3181181627561965564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3181181627561965564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3181181627561965564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3181181627561965564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-pregnant.html' title='We Are Pregnant'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1497635817232394648</id><published>2009-10-16T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:00:04.289-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Dear Friday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed you so much!  It seems like forever since I have last seen you.  Please do not stay away so long .. I just cannot take it.  You should really visit more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you,&lt;br /&gt;Moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1497635817232394648?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1497635817232394648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1497635817232394648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1497635817232394648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1497635817232394648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2238716000806532448</id><published>2009-10-15T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T09:00:03.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Brownies</title><content type='html'>I made some easy to cook pumpkin brownies for work yesterday morning and they came out fabulous.  I am glad I made a double batch because there are barely any left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double batch:&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes of Betty Crocker brownie mix (or whatever is on sale)&lt;br /&gt;1 can pure pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1 tablespoon of cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 tablespoons of nutmeg&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix together and then pour into a 8 x 13 glass pan (well that's what I did).  First, I sprayed it was a little Pam.  I baked them on 350 for about 50 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came out moist and delicious.  It was a nice blend of pumpkin and chocolate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2238716000806532448?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2238716000806532448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2238716000806532448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2238716000806532448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2238716000806532448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-brownies.html' title='Pumpkin Brownies'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-6375089924247251122</id><published>2009-10-14T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:00:10.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Right</title><content type='html'>Have you seen these cute little mini cups of ice cream from Haagen-Dazs? They are adorable and actually quite filling. This already predetermined size is super helpful for the ice cream junkie like me. If I buy a gallon of ice cream I would probably inhale 2 or 3 large scoops of ice cream in a matter of minutes; however, with the mini's you know its all you have so you enjoy it and make it last. I am a huge fan .. although how do I keep them a secret from the hubby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/StNNl1JK7XI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GoX4Djtrd5I/s1600-h/hagendaz0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391738491208658290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/StNNl1JK7XI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GoX4Djtrd5I/s320/hagendaz0409.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6375089924247251122?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6375089924247251122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6375089924247251122' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6375089924247251122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6375089924247251122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-right.html' title='Just Right'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/StNNl1JK7XI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GoX4Djtrd5I/s72-c/hagendaz0409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2913570106659609517</id><published>2009-10-13T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T09:00:08.159-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning the Calories</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I sat down at the computer with my breakfast. I splurged and got a yummy cinnamon chip muffin which was about 12 Weight Watcher points but hey you need to live a little and I have been avoiding them for long enough. Yesterday was the day. While checking some emails and catching up on life I look at a link that my girlfriend Kim sent. Check out this awesome &lt;a href="http://e.blip.tv/scripts/flash/showplayer.swf?file=http%3A%2F%2Fblip.tv%2Frss%2Fflash%2F1826380%3Freferrer%3Dhttp%25253A%25252F%25252Fca.mc591.mail.yahoo.com%25252Fmc%25252Fwelcome%25253F.gx%25253D0%252526.tm%25253D1255359972%252526.rand%25253D9bkq2pgjs5a3b%26source%3D3&amp;amp;showplayerpath=http%3A%2F%2Fblip.tv%2Fscripts%2Fflash%2Fshowplayer.swf&amp;amp;feedurl=http%3A%2F%2Fsoonereyo.blip.tv%2Frss%2Fflash&amp;amp;brandname=blip.tv&amp;amp;brandlink=http%3A%2F%2Fblip.tv%2F%3Futm_source%3Dbrandlink&amp;amp;enablejs=true"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the jump robe video and all I can say, and all she could say, was Holy Shit. As I watched this video I felt the calories from my muffin just float away. Seriously, I do not think you can watch an energetic video like this and gain weight .. it is just not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I think I have a new exercise regiment now. Watch this first thing every morning and feel the pounds fall right off. It's a good theory, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my story and I am sticking to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2913570106659609517?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2913570106659609517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2913570106659609517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2913570106659609517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2913570106659609517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/burning-calories.html' title='Burning the Calories'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7762683934426853731</id><published>2009-10-12T11:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T11:19:28.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello little blog</title><content type='html'>Dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sorry for ignoring you lately.  Things have been so busy that I have gotten caught up in all the commotion.  I know, that't not an excuse but I will try to be better.  So how have you been?  Hopefully you have been doing well without me for a bit but I will try to be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your understanding,&lt;br /&gt;Moi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7762683934426853731?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7762683934426853731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7762683934426853731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7762683934426853731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7762683934426853731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-little-blog.html' title='Hello little blog'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7983966404905336793</id><published>2009-10-07T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T09:00:08.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving and hating</title><content type='html'>Love:  Watching Football games on Sundays .. like all 3 games.&lt;br /&gt;Hate:  The fact that it eats away one whole day on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: The crisp fall air and needing an extra blanket at night.&lt;br /&gt;Hate: When I get out of a nice hot shower to freeze as I quickly dry off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:  Halloween Parties.&lt;br /&gt;Hate:  Trying to find a cool costume.  So many to choose from its hard to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:  When my cat runs from the side door to the front door to the couch so she can look out the window when chasing a bird.&lt;br /&gt;Hate:  That when I call her she hardly ever comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love:  Clean clothes hanging from my closet hangers.&lt;br /&gt;Hate:  What usually happens .. clean clothes that are folded but sit in my laundry basket for a week or more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7983966404905336793?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7983966404905336793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7983966404905336793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7983966404905336793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7983966404905336793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/10/loving-and-hating.html' title='Loving and hating'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5078345684871061941</id><published>2009-09-30T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T09:00:04.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grocery Stores</title><content type='html'>When I am in the grocery store I try to drive my cart like I drive a car.  I stay on my side of the aisle and if someone is in the main aisle I let them go first and look both ways before crossing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get the people that think we are in bumper carts and will just run you over to get a box of crackers when hello there are 50 boxes of crackers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS is there anyway to add directionals to the grocery cart but oh ya this is Mass and people don't believe in them.  Gotta love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5078345684871061941?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5078345684871061941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5078345684871061941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5078345684871061941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5078345684871061941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/grocery-stores.html' title='Grocery Stores'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5973110323232782514</id><published>2009-09-29T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T09:00:02.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bathroom</title><content type='html'>I love my hubby to death but we are still working on communication:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Can you clean the bathroom upstairs including the shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  Sure, no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time passes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (checking out the upstairs bathroom) Um, hun.  Did you clean the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Did you clean the mirror?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Um, do you think you can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, is it me .. I mean cleaning a bathroom includes cleaning the mirror and toilet - right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5973110323232782514?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5973110323232782514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5973110323232782514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5973110323232782514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5973110323232782514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/bathroom.html' title='Bathroom'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2484919552747861908</id><published>2009-09-28T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T09:00:04.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Re-Cap</title><content type='html'>This past Friday I turned 29 years old. Wow, my last year in my twenties!  Eeekkk!  I had a wonderful birthday with my hubby and all my fabulous friends!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus we got a Carvel ice cream cake .. I forgot how good they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sr9yDFpK9oI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i_5iFGieGLM/s1600-h/happy-birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sr9yDFpK9oI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i_5iFGieGLM/s320/happy-birthday.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386149076738438786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2484919552747861908?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2484919552747861908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2484919552747861908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2484919552747861908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2484919552747861908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/weekend-re-cap.html' title='Weekend Re-Cap'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sr9yDFpK9oI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/i_5iFGieGLM/s72-c/happy-birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-9150364842620390955</id><published>2009-09-22T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:00:08.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Up Video</title><content type='html'>OMG.  I didn't even know they still have this show.  It is too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SrVTB6GXsKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uLb-ckb7Xxw/s1600-h/Pict.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SrVTB6GXsKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uLb-ckb7Xxw/s320/Pict.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383300221832245410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-9150364842620390955?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9150364842620390955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=9150364842620390955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/9150364842620390955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/9150364842620390955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/pop-up-video.html' title='Pop Up Video'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SrVTB6GXsKI/AAAAAAAAAZI/uLb-ckb7Xxw/s72-c/Pict.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2811545100944680743</id><published>2009-09-21T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T09:00:05.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>So for anyone complaining about the economy don't come crying to me. My hubby and I have been doing our part in supporting the economy .. a little too much actually but what can you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this summer we had some work done on the house - new tile floor in upstairs bathroom, repainting the first floor ceiling, power washing the deck and house, staining of the deck, repainting the white window trim outside and fixing some of the siding on the shed. Okay I think that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to upgrade our living room set. The end tables I got when I was single from Ann &amp; Hope's closing sale, the coffee table is okay but not as large as we want and the TV console was again okay but would not fit the larger TV we wanted.  So we upgraded everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, we got a larger TV this summer. Hubby has been wanting a flat screen HD TV for quite a while and has done a good job saving money so we finally bought that. It looks great on the new console and finally it felt that the living room was coming together but of course that would be too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For final touches we took the old couches we had in the living room and gave them away and brought up the brown leather couches from downstairs to make it a little bit more of an adult space. Everything was going great until we remembered that when baby, the cat, had a UTI a while ago she peed on the couch and when the humidity hit the stench came back even worse. Hubby has been great cleaning, re-cleaning and more cleaning the couches but there is no getting that smell out. Oye. So today we went to Jordans and bought a basic brown fabric couch and love seat. It will be delivered on Friday just in time for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so hopefully thats it. We have done enough for this damn economy and finally our living room will be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2811545100944680743?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2811545100944680743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2811545100944680743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2811545100944680743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2811545100944680743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/wrap-up.html' title='Wrap Up'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5763478752002167758</id><published>2009-09-14T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:00:00.604-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Football is Back</title><content type='html'>Woot Woot.  Football is back.  We spent a wonderful day watching the Jets beat Houston .. maybe this will actually be a good season for the Jets.  Their quarterback, Mark Sanchez, is a rookie right out of USC.  He was so pumped and excited during the game.  It was really cute to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sq2DbgOlPxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JlL5DeCtNgI/s1600-h/large-sanchez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sq2DbgOlPxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JlL5DeCtNgI/s320/large-sanchez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381101638308413202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5763478752002167758?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5763478752002167758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5763478752002167758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5763478752002167758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5763478752002167758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/football-is-back.html' title='Football is Back'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sq2DbgOlPxI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JlL5DeCtNgI/s72-c/large-sanchez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4425801659400730821</id><published>2009-09-11T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:00:03.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering 911</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SqbudfiK_3I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ZMWZaT8785Q/s1600-h/american-flag-2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SqbudfiK_3I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ZMWZaT8785Q/s320/american-flag-2a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379248995389079410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4425801659400730821?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4425801659400730821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4425801659400730821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4425801659400730821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4425801659400730821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/remembering-911.html' title='Remembering 911'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SqbudfiK_3I/AAAAAAAAAY4/ZMWZaT8785Q/s72-c/american-flag-2a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3600003479536227657</id><published>2009-09-10T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T09:00:07.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving This Song</title><content type='html'>Fallin' For You by Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know but&lt;br /&gt;I think I maybe &lt;br /&gt;Fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;Dropping so quickly&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should&lt;br /&gt;Keep this to myself&lt;br /&gt;Waiting 'til I&lt;br /&gt;Know you better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hiding what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;And now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;And you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;Pull me towards you&lt;br /&gt;And we start to dance&lt;br /&gt;All around us&lt;br /&gt;I see nobody&lt;br /&gt;Here in silence&lt;br /&gt;It's just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying&lt;br /&gt;Not to tell you&lt;br /&gt;But I want to&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of what you'll say&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hiding what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired of&lt;br /&gt;Holding this inside my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just can't take it&lt;br /&gt;My heart is racing&lt;br /&gt;The emotions keep spinning out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending all my time&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting all my life&lt;br /&gt;and now I found ya&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;I want you all around me&lt;br /&gt;And now I just can't hide it&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm fallin' for you (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin' for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh &lt;br /&gt;Oh no no&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm fallin' for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3600003479536227657?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3600003479536227657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3600003479536227657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3600003479536227657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3600003479536227657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/loving-this-song.html' title='Loving This Song'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4732520433437542174</id><published>2009-09-09T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:00:05.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Words From The Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend we went to the Cape and met up with the in-laws and my parents for a wonderful cookout. Here are some of the random quotes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't given it two shakes of my brain cells."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You keep this up I am going to enlist you in the army."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She looks like a witch." "Ya, she looks like she died 5 years ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I would crawl on my naked knees over a mile of broken glass to hear a lobster piss in a tin can."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slow Balls Mc. Ass Crack!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A turtle tried to bite my ankle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that pretty much sums it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4732520433437542174?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4732520433437542174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4732520433437542174' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4732520433437542174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4732520433437542174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-words-from-weekend.html' title='Random Words From The Weekend'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3218059544323699534</id><published>2009-08-31T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T09:00:10.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantasy Talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This weekend we had our football fantasy draft. It is always a good time and we ended in record time. It didn't even take us an hour. Holy shit. That never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my team is coming along really well and I have one more person to pick. Who do I pick though. I already have enough backups when suddenly I remember Hank Baskett. He is not a top pick but I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the draft I caught up on my reality TV by watching &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/on/shows/kendra/index.jsp"&gt;Kendra&lt;/a&gt;.  I loved the Girls Next Door and am hooked on her new show.  It was exciting watching her plan a fairytale wedding and now preparing for her little bundle of joy to arrive.  Anyway a huge suprise is her hubby Hank.  He is awesome.  He always knows just what to say and seems really down to earth.  Sigh, he is just adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this leads me back to the fantasy draft.  Hubby had his last pick before me so I turn to him and say "I am going to draft Hank Baskett for my last pick and if you pick him just despite me then I will kick you in the nuts.  Yep, you won't be able to have kids and I will still get pregnant so that could be ackward."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I got Hank Baskett.  Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3218059544323699534?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3218059544323699534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3218059544323699534' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3218059544323699534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3218059544323699534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/fantasy-talk.html' title='Fantasy Talk'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-474247638158096354</id><published>2009-08-28T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T09:00:05.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed With</title><content type='html'>The TV show Leverage.  My hubby watched an episode and told me he thought I would like it.  When I asked him what it was about he stated it was kinda like a modern version of the A-Team.  If you don't know I love the A-Team so I was hooked.  We have been watching Leverage ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Spb84YKIguI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QqMBhCtEP3Y/s1600-h/ATeam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Spb84YKIguI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QqMBhCtEP3Y/s320/ATeam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374761250801091298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Spb8Z_8U3gI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LUL1Q8M6Y2U/s1600-h/leverage-show.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Spb8Z_8U3gI/AAAAAAAAAYg/LUL1Q8M6Y2U/s320/leverage-show.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374760728904654338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-474247638158096354?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/474247638158096354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=474247638158096354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/474247638158096354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/474247638158096354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/obsessed-with.html' title='Obsessed With'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Spb84YKIguI/AAAAAAAAAYw/QqMBhCtEP3Y/s72-c/ATeam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8872620110586923109</id><published>2009-08-27T17:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:41:50.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Longer A Virgin</title><content type='html'>I finally did it. I bought my first Mega Millions Lottery ticket. In fact I bought 10 numbers. Hey, the jackpot is up to $325 million, when it gets this high I think I should play besides someone needs to win so why not. I know its probably $10 bucks down the drain but a girl can dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the day dreaming begin .. oh the things I would be able to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quit my job but donate money to the non-profit that I work for. (They desperately need the money)&lt;br /&gt;2. Hire a financial budget planner because lets face it I never have had to deal with millions of dollars. (Hell I haven't even dealt with thousands of dollars)&lt;br /&gt;3. Pay off my parents mortgage for them.&lt;br /&gt;4. Redo our kitchen counter tops and bathroom counter tops with granite.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hire a designer to make an amazing over the top "Man Cave" for my hubby.&lt;br /&gt;6. Buy myself the Lexus SUV Hybrid. My father-in-law has one and I swear its the hottest car I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;7. Throw an amazing kick ass party for all my friends and family. &lt;br /&gt;8. Travel - CA and Hawaii then off to Spain, Italy and probably Germany to make the hubby happy.&lt;br /&gt;9. Buy a hot NY Penthouse for the weekends.  I don't know why both hubby and I would really like a condo there.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pay off our mortgage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, that would be it for starters. Okay, back to the real world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8872620110586923109?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8872620110586923109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8872620110586923109' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8872620110586923109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8872620110586923109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-longer-virgin.html' title='No Longer A Virgin'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5280042451728098201</id><published>2009-08-25T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T09:00:02.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 25 Cents</title><content type='html'>As Mrs. Pop says "If your life is a lemon, make it a lemonade. Then go out and find someone whose life is a vodka and have a party."  I love this motto.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as I was driving home from work I saw up a head on the main road some kids sitting outside their house with a little lemonade stand set up.  The rule in our family is if you see kids with a lemonade stand you need to pull over and promptly buy some.  Thus this is exactly what I did.  Bonus, it was a one way street so I just drove up and put the window down.  The AC was able to blast on me while I was delivered a nice cup of lemonade.  The little boys were so excited to have a customer.  They told me it was only 25 cents but since they were so adorable I gave them $1.  OMG.  Their faces were priceless.  It's like my face when I find the perfect shoes on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say I drove home jamming to the music and sipping my lemonade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5280042451728098201?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5280042451728098201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5280042451728098201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5280042451728098201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5280042451728098201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/only-25-cents.html' title='Only 25 Cents'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1807620278829036757</id><published>2009-08-24T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:00:07.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Project Revealed</title><content type='html'>Well M's Baby Shower is over so I can reveal my big secret project. For the first time ever I made a Diaper Cake. No this is not real cake in the shape of a diaper but it is 3 tiers of diapers wrapped together to create a cake like image. She went with the Winnie The Pooh theme so I tied it in. Personally, I think it came out fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDUZSTsCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/svaBj3Edy_k/s1600-h/IMG_0743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDUZSTsCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/svaBj3Edy_k/s320/IMG_0743.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373290585582186530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDjRMtDnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/r9bPRFKoTdo/s1600-h/IMG_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDjRMtDnI/AAAAAAAAAYI/r9bPRFKoTdo/s320/IMG_0751.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373290841109237362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDwBIy5xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/-7z2SIGUWes/s1600-h/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDwBIy5xI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/-7z2SIGUWes/s320/IMG_0752.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373291060136175378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHD8aBmg7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/mNbE7-M_Suk/s1600-h/IMG_0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHD8aBmg7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/mNbE7-M_Suk/s320/IMG_0755.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373291272975319986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really easy to make and I had fun doing it. It would be great for centerpieces at a baby shower or just an added bonus for the mom to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the supplies you will need to get started making your diaper cake centerpiece:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Approximately 50 medium size disposable diapers. The cake I completed used 54 diapers, but since diaper brands vary in size, I'd keep a few extra on hand just in case. Plus, you can always give the extras to the mom-to-be.&lt;br /&gt;•A large platter on which to build the cake. I purchased a 14" disposable cardboard platter from Michael's.&lt;br /&gt;•Approximately 70 feet of narrow ribbon for tying the rolled diapers (1 ft. per diaper), and tying together the tiers. &lt;br /&gt;•Approximately 8 feet of 1" wide ribbon for finishing the tiers. &lt;br /&gt;•One tall baby bottle.&lt;br /&gt;•Adhesive tape for the larger outside ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;•Assorted baby necessities such as pacifiers, teething rings, combs, brushes, rattles, bibs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This next step is the most time consuming portion of this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Cut 48 feet of the narrow ribbon into one-foot lengths.&lt;br /&gt;•Decide whether you want the printed decoration on the diaper to show on the cake. If you do, roll each diaper from the fold outwards, keeping the decoration on the outside. If not, roll with the decoration on the inside. I rolled mine in so it would only show white.&lt;br /&gt;•Tie each rolled diaper with a length of narrow ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be creating three tiers for this cake. It would be helpful during this part of the process to have an extra pair of hands helping you hold things together as you tie.  Although I was able to do it without assistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say to begin with the top tier but I started with the bottom and worked my way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•For the top tier pick something to stick out to top. I chose Winnie The Pooh but you can also use a bottle. Stand five or six diapers around the object and tie them tightly around the bottle with a length of narrow ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;•Create the second tier with approximately 15 diapers. Once again, tie tightly together with the narrow ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;•Create the third, and largest tier using approximately 27 diapers. To make the tying simpler, first tie an inner circle of diapers together. Then stand the final row of diapers around this circle and tie once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're up to the fun part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Place the largest cake tier on the platter. They recommend using several pieces of adhesive tape on the underside of the diapers, tack them to the platter but I chose not too. I was afraid the tape would rip the diapers.&lt;br /&gt;•Place the second tier on top of the bottom tier.&lt;br /&gt;•Place the smallest tier on top and attach as you did the other tiers.&lt;br /&gt;•Tuck the various baby accessories inside the ribbon, all around the cake. Make sure they fit snugly, and tie with more ribbon if necessary to keep them from falling off.&lt;br /&gt;•Finish the cake with the one-inch ribbon wrapped around each tier to help secure the accessories and provide a finishing touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really easy to make although time consuming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1807620278829036757?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1807620278829036757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1807620278829036757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1807620278829036757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1807620278829036757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/secret-project-revealed.html' title='Secret Project Revealed'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SpHDUZSTsCI/AAAAAAAAAYA/svaBj3Edy_k/s72-c/IMG_0743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7658454627401209472</id><published>2009-08-18T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:00:03.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Secret</title><content type='html'>Now that the painting is over I can focus back on my top secret project.  I am working on something and will be taking pictures but won't be able to post them till next week at the earliest.  Let's just say this little project has a little something to do with a friend and she checks this blog occasionally.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what could it be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pine Wood Durby car?&lt;br /&gt;2. Painting of Tom Cruise before he went all weird?&lt;br /&gt;3. A mix tape of the best songs ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, it could be anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7658454627401209472?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7658454627401209472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7658454627401209472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7658454627401209472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7658454627401209472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/top-secret.html' title='Top Secret'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4223827668994130123</id><published>2009-08-17T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:00:02.871-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>Well what did we do this weekend? Hmmm, any guesses. Yep, you said it we painted again. AHHHH. By Saturday I was exhausted and my hand was cramping up from all the painting, not a fun time. Anyway luckily we are done with the painting and putting the house back together.  There is a God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we took a quick break from painting and stopped by Bernie &amp; Phyll's. We ordered new living room items; two end tables, a coffee table and a new TV console. Check out what we have the new TV on currently (see below)its really not working. The cool thing with Bernie &amp; Phyll's is that if you spend over $999 you get a free 15 inch HD flat screen TV from Best Buy. Woo Hoo. I have been wanting a small TV for the kitchen area and I was hoping it would be flat so it wouldn't take up a lot of counter space so this is perfect. Now when I am making snacks for the game I can still watch the game. I'm super excited.  Also, the furniture if being delivered on Wednesday and they will set everything up for us which is also another little bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures of the house getting back together:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoiwMhkypCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/rvn-4YnJZrk/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoiwMhkypCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/rvn-4YnJZrk/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370736284856919074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoiwBbduzFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/EgTGr02TMYk/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoiwBbduzFI/AAAAAAAAAXw/EgTGr02TMYk/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370736094238133330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Soiv1rEf2GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pIy5iy3kgS0/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Soiv1rEf2GI/AAAAAAAAAXo/pIy5iy3kgS0/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735892268832866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoivnkqUdWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u4qMPIe-Wxg/s1600-h/IMG_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoivnkqUdWI/AAAAAAAAAXg/u4qMPIe-Wxg/s320/IMG_0734.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370735650030253410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4223827668994130123?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4223827668994130123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4223827668994130123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4223827668994130123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4223827668994130123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoiwMhkypCI/AAAAAAAAAX4/rvn-4YnJZrk/s72-c/IMG_0731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2163174398993666951</id><published>2009-08-13T09:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:19:55.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving This Song</title><content type='html'>Why you so obsessed with me?  "Obsessed" by Mariah Carey.  If there is someone in your life that calls you all the time you should totally make this the ringtone for that person :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Oh Oh So Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Will the real MC please step to the mic?&lt;br /&gt;MC- You need an MC, place to be&lt;br /&gt;MC the MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All up in the blogs&lt;br /&gt;Say we met at the bar&lt;br /&gt;When I don’t even know who you are&lt;br /&gt;Say we up in your house&lt;br /&gt;Sayin’ I’m up in your car&lt;br /&gt;But you in LA but I’m out at Jermaine’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m up in the A- you’re so so lame&lt;br /&gt;and no on here even mentions your name&lt;br /&gt;It must be the weed, it must be the E&lt;br /&gt;cuz you be poppin, hood, you get it poppin’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy I want to know- lyin’ that you’re sexin me&lt;br /&gt;when everybody knows it’s clear that you’re upset with me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh finally found a girl that you couldn’t impress&lt;br /&gt;Last man on the earth- still couldn’t get this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re delusional, you’re delusional&lt;br /&gt;Boy you’re losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;It’s confusin yo, you’re confused you know&lt;br /&gt;Why you wasting your time?&lt;br /&gt;Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;See right through you like you’re bathin’ in windex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ohh Ohh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;And all the ladies sing, all the girls sing&lt;br /&gt;Soo Oohhhh Soo Oohh Obsessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You on your job, you hittin’ hard&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t gon feed you, gon’ let you starve&lt;br /&gt;Graspin’ for air I’m ventilation&lt;br /&gt;You out of breath, hope you ain’t waitin&lt;br /&gt;Tellin’ the world how much you miss me&lt;br /&gt;But we never were so why you trippin’&lt;br /&gt;You a mom and pop, I’m a corporation&lt;br /&gt;I’m the press conference, you a conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy I want to know- lyin’ that you’re sexin me&lt;br /&gt;when everybody knows it’s clear that you’re upset with me&lt;br /&gt;Ohh finally found a girl that you couldn’t impress&lt;br /&gt;Last man on the earth- still couldn’t get this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re delusional, you’re delusional&lt;br /&gt;Boy you’re losing your mind&lt;br /&gt;It’s confusin yo, you’re confused you know&lt;br /&gt;Why you wasting your time?&lt;br /&gt;Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex&lt;br /&gt;See right through you like you’re bathin’ in windex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Ohh Ohh boy why you so obsessed with me?&lt;br /&gt;And all the ladies sing, all the girls sing&lt;br /&gt;Soo Oohhhh Soo Oohh Obsessed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2163174398993666951?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2163174398993666951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2163174398993666951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2163174398993666951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2163174398993666951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/loving-this-song.html' title='Loving This Song'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4902017828932862587</id><published>2009-08-12T10:31:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T10:52:51.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Painty Mc. Paint Paint</title><content type='html'>When we first bought the house we were so excited to paint. After living in dorms and then apartments we were both so sick of white walls. Almost 2 years ago we bought the house and preceded to paint 95% of the house with new colors. Through the past 2 years we have made some changes but it really has been fun for the most part ... until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hired a professional to paint out ceilings because we don't do ceilings. Well, his assistant f**ked it up big time and he had to retouch up to walls for us. Well I don't know what happened but the paint that was in the can doesn't match the paint on our walls. (Yes, it is the same paint). The places that he had to touch up look like highlighted versions of the original paint and yes it is noticeable. So we tried washing the walls and scrubbing which blended them a little but not enough. Thus we are painting the whole first floor - Living Room, Dining Room, Kitchen (only one wall there thankfully), The Hallway, and below the chair rail in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I am also hosting a retreat for some of my staff on the 20th of August so it needs to be done by then. Which means what were we doing on a Tuesday night - well painting of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLU_rp8xXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nXZDokhFWRw/s1600-h/IMG_0722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLU_rp8xXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nXZDokhFWRw/s320/IMG_0722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369087896294573426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLVLqSk_1I/AAAAAAAAAWY/TbzBQ4frY7A/s1600-h/IMG_0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLVLqSk_1I/AAAAAAAAAWY/TbzBQ4frY7A/s320/IMG_0723.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369088102086541138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLVg-I1dGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/3mwXO8aDmow/s1600-h/IMG_0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLVg-I1dGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/3mwXO8aDmow/s320/IMG_0724.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369088468191638626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby is exhausted after watching us paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLV0UbHgeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/cJcSX2xm49c/s1600-h/IMG_0725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLV0UbHgeI/AAAAAAAAAWo/cJcSX2xm49c/s320/IMG_0725.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369088800591413730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLV73lyt-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/5tS8kbsHaDo/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLV73lyt-I/AAAAAAAAAWw/5tS8kbsHaDo/s320/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369088930290513890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paint color is a tad lighter which will brighten the house and we do really like it so far. We just need to retouch up the edges in the living room and then move on to the dining room. Fun Times!! Damn, we should have done a painting party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4902017828932862587?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4902017828932862587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4902017828932862587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4902017828932862587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4902017828932862587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/painty-mc-paint-paint.html' title='Painty Mc. Paint Paint'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SoLU_rp8xXI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/nXZDokhFWRw/s72-c/IMG_0722.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1983070694740295090</id><published>2009-08-10T12:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:00:38.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You CVS</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning I was putting together a list of errands that I needed to do: grab some paint samples from Benjamin Moore, grab a few groceries, return items at Bob's store, return shirt at Old Navy and put gas in the car.  I also needed to refill my flonase nasal spray prescription, allergies, at CVS but since it comes in a bottle I had thrown away the box with the refill # on it so I couldn't just refill over the phone so easily.  Damn.  I had put off getting my flonase filled for almost 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ring Ring goes the phone.  Hmm, who could this be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CVS:  Yes, this is CVS calling and we noticed that your flonase needs to be refilled.  Would you like me to go ahead and do that for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Um, yes that would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CVS:  Sure, when would you like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Could you have it ready in 1 hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CVS:  No problem.  Is there anything else I can do for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No thats it.  Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough 1 hour later I was pulling into the drive thru at CVS and got my prescription.  It only took me about 2 minutes.  Woo Hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this is something that they are always going to do or if CVS was just really slow so they decided to make the call but THANK YOU!!!  It was a wonderful surprise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1983070694740295090?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1983070694740295090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1983070694740295090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1983070694740295090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1983070694740295090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/thank-you-cvs.html' title='Thank You CVS'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8650427588858789620</id><published>2009-08-06T08:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T08:28:02.547-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No, thats not what I ordered</title><content type='html'>Is it me but with the economy being so crappy and jobs hard to find don't you think people would try harder at their job? Just a crazy thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend we had dinner with my parents and after we left we decided to stop at Honey Dew for a coffee on the way home. I am a Honey Dew girl, I love the fact that they brew their coffee and don't do flavor shots. I hate flavor shots. Anyway I go to order and it's like a game of who's on 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HD: Can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes, can I have a small hot decaf blueberry Cinnamon with 2 equals and cream. (I know its a lot but I speak clearly and slowly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HD: Umm, what was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: A small hot decaf blueberry cinnamon with 2 equals and cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HD: Ok, drive up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(We drive to the window)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HD: So you want a medium?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, a small. (From the back I hear someone yell Cinnamon Hazelnut) So I say again, a small hot decaf blueberry cinnamon with 2 equals and cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HD: Ok, here's your coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thanks, so its a a small hot decaf blueberry cinnamon with 2 equals and cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HD: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They give me the coffee and we drive off. I take a sip and sure enough its Cinnamon Hazelnut. We had watched them pour from the decaf pot so at least that was good. I don't know .. is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8650427588858789620?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8650427588858789620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8650427588858789620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8650427588858789620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8650427588858789620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-thats-not-what-i-ordered.html' title='No, thats not what I ordered'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4120994248796992664</id><published>2009-08-05T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T09:00:07.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Brunette</title><content type='html'>FYI:  If I go missing make sure you tell the police that I have brown hair, no more blond for me. This is exactly what I told my mom when I got back from the hairdressers .. she is use to it by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures later but too tired to do it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4120994248796992664?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4120994248796992664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4120994248796992664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4120994248796992664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4120994248796992664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-brunette.html' title='Beautiful Brunette'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-9222144406301767757</id><published>2009-08-04T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:00:04.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Naughty Facts</title><content type='html'>Every now and then you need to spice it up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  What is your favorite lingerie?  My white teddy that I got for our honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Do you prefer to call them "panties" or "undies"?  Panties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  What is the weirdest thing a guy has ever said to you in bed?  Will you give me a foot job - seriously - it was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  What was your most erotic place to have sex?  On top of a pool table, although my backed was messed up for about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Favorite sexual position?  Missionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Have you ever gone commando out on a date?  Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Have you ever been to an adult store?  Yes, who hasn't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Have you ever had sex in public?  No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Ever been to a female/male strip club?  Been to both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Does anyone have naughty picture of you?  Hope not&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-9222144406301767757?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9222144406301767757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=9222144406301767757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/9222144406301767757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/9222144406301767757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-naughty-facts.html' title='Random Naughty Facts'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-9162177697022165755</id><published>2009-08-03T13:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:22:15.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts</title><content type='html'>1. What time did you get up?  6:45am but hit snooze until 7:25 .. I love snooze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Lake or ocean? Ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?   Transformers .. loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your favorite TV show?  Grey's Anatomy, CSI:Vegas, Criminal Minds .. all the good shows are off for the summer so hubby and I are catching up on The Office - Netflicks has been great.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;5. What do you eat for breakfast?   Fiber One Cereal with Skim Milk&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;6. What food do you dislike?   Olives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What kind of car do you drive? Nissan Maxima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite sandwich?   Probably Turkey w/ cheese, lettuce, pickles, cucumbers and mayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could go anywhere in the world on vacation, where would you go? Hawaii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-9162177697022165755?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/9162177697022165755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=9162177697022165755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/9162177697022165755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/9162177697022165755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-facts.html' title='Random Facts'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-5460330580551245666</id><published>2009-07-29T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:00:09.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights</title><content type='html'>The picture below does not do my hair justice ... it is so much worse. I think the light from the flashed actually helped my hair in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Smz-iRtiR9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/VGxqNfqYWEs/s1600-h/Hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Smz-iRtiR9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/VGxqNfqYWEs/s320/Hair.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362941121114818514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so for anybody who has ever gotten highlights and maintained your highlights they recommend going every 6 weeks. Well obviously this depends on how fast your hair grows and mine is very speedy currently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me back up, I use to be able to look at my hair and say yikes I need to get my highlights touched up and then call for an appointment. Usually within 2-3 days I would have an appointment and all would be right in the world. Well that was my old hairdresser up in Medford who has since left the salon. I decided that I wasn't driving up through Boston for some other person so I decided to find a salon a little closer to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends recommended a place in Weymouth and although that is not next door my friends hair always looks great so I decided why not. When I first got my hair highlighted and cut I loved it.  It looked great and the hairdresser was cool. She was sweet with a touch of rock. I liked her and when I went it was like going for a therapy appointment although I left feeling good on the inside and looking good on the outside. It was a win win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So several weeks passed (hey it was the summer) and suddenly I looked in the mirror and thought oh god I need to get my roots dones asap. Well of course I waited another week before I even called and when I did call I was shocked to know they couldn't get me in within 2-3 days it was more like 2-3 weeks. WHAT! (now mind you I prefer to go on a Saturday because my work schedule is a little hectic during the week and Route 3 rush hour traffic scares me) I was shocked. I spoke with my friend and she was like "oh ya, they are really busy so I book my next appointment before I leave". ok so I could do that but that would require planning ahead and its not something I ever have done with my hair. I figured I would try it next time because damn my hair was looking bad and I never wanted to go through this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my next appointment went great, loved the hair and when I went to pay I also went to book another appointment. (Go me) Well after I wiped my bank account clean from that experience (they are not the cheapest place) I decided I didn't need to go every 6 weeks .. I was sure I could make it at least 7 weeks. Man, I was wrong. I am dying and my hair appointment isn't even till this coming Saturday. It seems like forever. I think I really need to go every 5 weeks because my hair has grown almost 1 1/2 inches since my last appointment which means it is showing a lot of root and sad to say a lot of tiny gray hairs. Oye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Saturday .. get here sooner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-5460330580551245666?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/5460330580551245666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=5460330580551245666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5460330580551245666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/5460330580551245666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/highlights.html' title='Highlights'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Smz-iRtiR9I/AAAAAAAAAWE/VGxqNfqYWEs/s72-c/Hair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-6382772977796504892</id><published>2009-07-28T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:00:07.779-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Entrance</title><content type='html'>Thanks for passing this on Maria.  If I only had seen this before I got married ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;amp;border=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4-94JhLEiN0&amp;border=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6382772977796504892?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6382772977796504892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6382772977796504892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6382772977796504892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6382772977796504892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/wedding-entrance.html' title='Wedding Entrance'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8777345937476405463</id><published>2009-07-27T09:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:00:04.774-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random rants from this weekend</title><content type='html'>hubby: (Comes in after working on the yard) Oh thats what I smell (see's me eating a slice of pizza)  I think I might have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: There is one slice left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby:  Huh,(just stares at me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:  Well I had some last night and then some earlier too. What, I have CRAMPS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later on ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby:  Ugh, I don't want to go out tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:  Ya, well we won't get there till 9pm anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hubby:  What time is it now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me:  Well its almost 3pm but it doesn't starts till 7pm .. who the hell goes to the bar at 7pm .. what are we in high school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8777345937476405463?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8777345937476405463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8777345937476405463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8777345937476405463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8777345937476405463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-rants-from-this-weekend.html' title='Random rants from this weekend'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7342377540081952794</id><published>2009-07-24T10:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:03:11.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Real Conversations</title><content type='html'>True text conversation from last night with one of my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:  Have you ever had butt sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um no ... are you thinking of trying it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:  I think I like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh God.  no you don't like him that much and he doesn't get anal till you get a huge rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B: HaHa! He has done it twice! Gross!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Seriously.  Damn!  Charlotte's (from Sex &amp; The City) don't like anal. (side coversation she is SUCH a Charlotte - she once told a guy at the end of the date that she doesn't kiss on the first date and that she was a Charlotte)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B:  I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Love you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just my random night conversations .. got to love friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7342377540081952794?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7342377540081952794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7342377540081952794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Hilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, not again&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, this ain't supposed to happen to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep rockin', and keep knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Whether you Louis Vuitton it up or Reebokin'&lt;br /&gt;You see the hate, that they're servin' on a platter&lt;br /&gt;So what we gon' have, dessert or disaster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you my mind goes on a trip&lt;br /&gt;Then you came in, and knocked me on my face&lt;br /&gt;Feels like in I'm a race&lt;br /&gt;But I already won first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did&lt;br /&gt;(As hard as I did, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;You got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Every mornin' I look at you and smile&lt;br /&gt;'Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down&lt;br /&gt;Knocked me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd, hear myself say, ooh, ya'll gon' head&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna kick it wit my girl today, kick it wit my girl today&lt;br /&gt;I used to be commander and chief&lt;br /&gt;Of my pimp ship flyin' high, flyin' high)&lt;br /&gt;Til I met this pretty little missile that shot me out the sky&lt;br /&gt;(Oh shot me out the sky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, now I'm crashing, don't know how it happened&lt;br /&gt;But I know it feels so damn good&lt;br /&gt;Said if I could back, and make it happen faster&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I would baby if I could&lt;br /&gt;Miss Independent, ohh, to the fullest, the load never too much&lt;br /&gt;She helpin' me pull it&lt;br /&gt;She shot the bullet that ended that life&lt;br /&gt;I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight&lt;br /&gt;Girl sometimes love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me now can you make it past your Caspers&lt;br /&gt;So we can finally fly off into NASA&lt;br /&gt;You was always the cheerleader of my dreams that&lt;br /&gt;Seem to only date the head of football teams&lt;br /&gt;And I was the class clown that, always kept you laughin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, were never meant to be baby we just happen&lt;br /&gt;So please, don't mess up the trick, hey young world I'm the new slick rick&lt;br /&gt;They say I move too quick, but we can't let the moment pass us&lt;br /&gt;Let the hourglass pass right into ashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote this love letter right before my classes&lt;br /&gt;How could a goddess ask, someone that's only average&lt;br /&gt;For advice, OMG, you listen to that bitch?&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, it's me, baby this is tragic&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we had it, we was magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flyin', now I'm crashin'&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson&lt;br /&gt;You should leave your boyfriend now, I'mma ask him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you gotta put the good with the bad, happy and the sad&lt;br /&gt;So will u bring a better future than I had in the past&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cause, I don't wanna make the same mistakes I did&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna fall back on my face again&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, I'll admit it, I was scared to answer love's call&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, and if it hits better make it worth the fall&lt;br /&gt;(When it comes around)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes love comes around&lt;br /&gt;(Love comes around)&lt;br /&gt;And it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Just get back up&lt;br /&gt;When it knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;(Knocks you down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't see it coming when it happens, hey&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;You see when love knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't see it coming when it happens&lt;br /&gt;But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now&lt;br /&gt;You see when love knocks you down&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-6754295098801679710?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/6754295098801679710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=6754295098801679710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6754295098801679710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/6754295098801679710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/sometimes-love-comes-around.html' title='Sometimes Love Comes Around'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2348225410835730197</id><published>2009-07-21T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T09:00:00.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is not dull</title><content type='html'>We went to Ikea this past weekend and I am probably the only person in the world that thinks this but I don't really like Ikea. Everything they have is very modern and super low to the ground. Plus they trap you in like cattle .. when we wanted to leave it took forever to get out. Jesus it was worst then a casino .. no windows, no big signs for exit, tons of people walking around and no clocks set to the correct time ... at least with casinos you get free drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward, hubby and I are walking through the store. We are searching for a new TV cabinet that is at least 70 inches long, 35 inches tall, with one or two glass draws for out TV components .. we cannot find it but decide to sit on couches and chairs as we try to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are walking along when all of a sudden we hear over the intercom my hubby's name and then to pick up the phone and dial 0. Wait, why is hubby's name on the intercom. My first thought is that the car was hit and the police were called but wait, the car is in my name not his. Ok, not that. My second thought was something major happened with our family and they called the store but wait how did they know we are at Ikea and why didn't they call our cell phones. Before I could even think of another explanation hubby states "its my wallet" as he pats his empty pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye. We found an employee and she led us through the back ways of Ikea .. the staff lounge is impressive. We got his wallet and everything was still in it too.  Thank you God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, losing his wallet happens often and I have become to be accustomed to it ... oh well Hunny - I still wouldn't change you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2348225410835730197?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2348225410835730197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2348225410835730197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2348225410835730197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2348225410835730197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-not-dull.html' title='Life is not dull'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1586728524443910636</id><published>2009-07-20T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:00:05.625-04:00</updated><title type='text'>EJ/BJ</title><content type='html'>This past Saturday we went with friends to see Elton John and Billy Joel play at Gillette Stadium.  Thanks KO for the free invites.  We got there a little before the game and tailgated, which is always fun.  Then we headed to get our seats which were field level, awesome!!!  The concert started with Elton John and Billy Joel singing together, then Elton took over, then Billy and then back to both of them to recap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super excited that they played Benny and the Jets .. which always makes me think of 27 Dresses.  Such a good movie.  Anyway they also played Up Town Girl, You're Always a Woman To Me and We Didn't Start The Fire.  The best to me was when Billy was playing River of Dreams and they cut away to play Dirty Water then cut back to finish the song.  That rocked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights from the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPv0OYZ3QI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PMx0VJbz0J8/s1600-h/Concert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPv0OYZ3QI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PMx0VJbz0J8/s320/Concert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391661993712898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading down to the field seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPvW5mTXfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Mhv3u2S5tWs/s1600-h/Concert+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPvW5mTXfI/AAAAAAAAAVs/Mhv3u2S5tWs/s320/Concert+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360391158198656498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on Elton's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPvFPSHjAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MZ-n0aiYync/s1600-h/Concert+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPvFPSHjAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/MZ-n0aiYync/s320/Concert+6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360390854781930498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1586728524443910636?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1586728524443910636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1586728524443910636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1586728524443910636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1586728524443910636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/ejbj.html' title='EJ/BJ'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SmPv0OYZ3QI/AAAAAAAAAV8/PMx0VJbz0J8/s72-c/Concert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2360261761839225145</id><published>2009-07-15T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:00:02.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>President Obama</title><content type='html'>I just need to say that I think it was super cute seeing President Obama throw out the first ceremonial pitch at the All Star Game.  I loved his White Sox jacket.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later he talked in the box with Joe Buck and Tim McCarver and they said they were surprised that he wore the White Sox jacket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Obama: "Everyone knows I am a white sox fan and my wife thinks I look cute in this jacket so between those two things why not."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2360261761839225145?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2360261761839225145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2360261761839225145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2360261761839225145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2360261761839225145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/president-obama.html' title='President Obama'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-7698354754587723723</id><published>2009-07-14T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:18:43.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Package for Me?</title><content type='html'>For the past month we have been having work done on our house .. well not everyday but we signed the contract at the beginning of June.  All the inside work has been done but the outside painting of the trim and staining the deck were on hold because of the stupid rain.  Finally the deck is almost done.  Our guy came today to put a second coat of stain on the deck and it looks really good.  He told me to use the front door because he finished late in the afternoon and it was still wet so we shouldn't walk on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries.  I got home and checked out the deck which looks really good but you can tell it is still wet.  Everything is fine till I notice a UPS package on the deck and slight footprint marks on the step.  WTF.  I didn't order anything, what did hubby order?  I quickly move my hand under the rail and pick up the package.  It is light so I toss it over the railing, pull my hand out quickly and then grab the package before it hits the ground.  Go Me.  I slightly rub the footprints off the steps and they disappear.  Awesome.  I saved the day but still what is this small package all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby gets home later and I show him the package which is addressed to him.  He is confused because he can't remember ordering anything.  He opens it and says "I didn't order this".  I turn to look and its a box of Playdough .. Playdough. I begin to laugh.  Who sends someone Playdough .. well hubby's silly friend does.  Apparently, hubby helped him out with some work stuff and this was his way of saying thank you.  Nobody told me that Playdough means thank you in boy language.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-7698354754587723723?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/7698354754587723723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=7698354754587723723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7698354754587723723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/7698354754587723723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/package-for-me.html' title='Package for Me?'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8832014233357634408</id><published>2009-07-09T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:00:00.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada</title><content type='html'>I am obsessed with this movie. Every time it comes on TV I am glues to it - even if its on 3 nights in a row. Hubby bought me the movie Monday night and I have already watched it once. I just can't get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus everytime I hear the song "Suddenly I See", by KT Tunstall, I cannot help but think of this movie and it always puts a little spring in my step. Very helpful for those rainy day blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never seen the movie here is a 3 1/2 minute version of the movie from start to end. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVnkkV28VSI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sVnkkV28VSI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8832014233357634408?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8832014233357634408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8832014233357634408' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8832014233357634408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8832014233357634408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3197357069593503166</id><published>2009-07-08T21:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:16:39.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Minty Freshness</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I had to go to the dentist for a regular cleaning.  I don't hate going to the dentist but at the same time it's not my most favorite thing to do.  Actually on my way to the dentist I usually feel good because I like my smile and my smile is made up of healthy teeth and I want to keep it that way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman who does my cleaning doesn't speak a lot of english and has a very strong Eastern European accent but it nice and goes slowly which helps.  She always asks "you floss, right" and I always say "not always but I am trying to get better" - which is true. I floss whenever something gets stuck in my teeth so that should count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we continue on and she tells me its time to rinse.  She is bringing my seat up towards the drain and I am not fully paying attention - actually I am thinking about the gunk in my mouth and how I cannot wait to spit it out.  She leans in to give me my little glass of mouthwash and bam, it drops and spills all over my lap.  I look like I peed my pants.  Holy shit - seriously.  WTF.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, ok, so  I can't be mad cause its not 100% her fault, she thought I had the cup and I didn't.  If I paid more attention things could have been different.  Sigh.  Instead I am all wet and have to walk out to my car looking like I missed the potty.  Needless to say I bolted home to change after that mess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note mouthwash in your lower regions is not fun .. it stings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3197357069593503166?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3197357069593503166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3197357069593503166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3197357069593503166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3197357069593503166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/minty-freshness.html' title='Minty Freshness'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4440898944937587602</id><published>2009-07-07T16:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:55:20.157-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hope everyone had a good weekend. Mine was good. We went to New Jersey to visit the in-laws, see my cousins in NY and some of our local friends. It was a blast. We relaxed but at the same time did so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night we went to see the movie The Hangover and it was hilarious. It was even better since we just got back from Vegas. We laughed so hard and at the end of the movie they show pictures and "Good God" is all I can say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday hubby and I went to the parade and it was super cute. It got us into the 4th of July spirit. Later that day we had a cookout, worked on my tan and swam in the pool. It was delightful. To end the night we went to see the fireworks and they were so pretty. I just love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we slept late and hung around the pool and grilled again. We went to see the Transformers movie later that night and it was AWESOME!!! I loved the movie! When we got back we had smores. God, I forgot how amazind they are. Yum Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SlO1oq-HEUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6dpc07I0_N8/s1600-h/Smores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 92px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355824092207845698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SlO1oq-HEUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6dpc07I0_N8/s320/Smores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4440898944937587602?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4440898944937587602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4440898944937587602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4440898944937587602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4440898944937587602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-recap.html' title='4th Recap'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SlO1oq-HEUI/AAAAAAAAAVc/6dpc07I0_N8/s72-c/Smores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8230555633009537233</id><published>2009-07-02T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T09:00:19.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend with food, friends, family and fireworks. Let the good times begin. We are off to NJ to visit the in-laws. It should be a relaxing weekend and I get to work on my tan by the pool - if the weather behaves. Hope everyone has a safe 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrFCzjo2qI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mvjkGRuHY5A/s1600-h/fireworks3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307759073352354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrFCzjo2qI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mvjkGRuHY5A/s320/fireworks3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrE7W_9hGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7gRl39tGXmA/s1600-h/Fireworks1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307631148434530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrE7W_9hGI/AAAAAAAAAVM/7gRl39tGXmA/s320/Fireworks1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrEvaOC0NI/AAAAAAAAAVE/cLB8Vw2VJYs/s1600-h/fireworks2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353307425854378194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrEvaOC0NI/AAAAAAAAAVE/cLB8Vw2VJYs/s320/fireworks2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love fireworks!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8230555633009537233?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8230555633009537233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8230555633009537233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8230555633009537233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8230555633009537233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkrFCzjo2qI/AAAAAAAAAVU/mvjkGRuHY5A/s72-c/fireworks3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1999063222363655912</id><published>2009-07-01T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T09:00:47.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To Much Info - Oh Well</title><content type='html'>So much for relaxing candles, they won't help with this situation.  I pulled my groin muscle.  I didn't even know girls could do that.  We were playing softball the other night and the ground was muddy which caused me to slip when I running to first base.  I was safe so that is cool but I pulled my muscle and it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A funny conversationt then proceeded to take place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Can you pull your vagina?&lt;br /&gt;KO:  What?&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Can you pull your vagina?  It hurts.&lt;br /&gt;KO:  Um.&lt;br /&gt;ME:  I think I pulled the muscle.&lt;br /&gt;KO:  Oh, I thought you wanted me to pull on your vagina.&lt;br /&gt;ME:  Um no, we are close but I wouldn't ask you to do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1999063222363655912?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1999063222363655912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1999063222363655912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1999063222363655912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1999063222363655912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-much-info-oh-well.html' title='To Much Info - Oh Well'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8490509018839132882</id><published>2009-06-30T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:00:52.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Candles</title><content type='html'>I forgot how relaxing and calming lighting a candle can be. I just bought a new candle from Kohl's. The candle smells like coconut which reminds me of being out in the sun. I hope it gets sunny soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8490509018839132882?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8490509018839132882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8490509018839132882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8490509018839132882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8490509018839132882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/candles.html' title='Candles'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1482240331184481134</id><published>2009-06-29T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T09:00:53.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Night</title><content type='html'>I was watching My Cousin Vinny yesterday on TV and my favorite part came on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkfzwRpnfrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PpKWDLkuGEY/s1600-h/My+Cousin+Vinny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352514692850351794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkfzwRpnfrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PpKWDLkuGEY/s320/My+Cousin+Vinny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vinny:&lt;/strong&gt; What about these pants I got on? You think they're okay? Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lisa:&lt;/strong&gt; Imagine you're a deer. You're prancing along. You get thirsty. You spot a little brook. You put your little deer lips down to the clear blue water.....BAM! A FUCKIN' BULLET RIPS OFF PART OF YOUR HEAD! YOUR BRAIN ARE LAYING ON THE GROUND IN LITTLE BLOODY PIECES. Now, I ask ya. Would you give a fuck what kind of pants the son of a bitch who shot you was wearing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said on how I feel about hunting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1482240331184481134?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1482240331184481134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1482240331184481134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1482240331184481134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1482240331184481134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/movie-night.html' title='Movie Night'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SkfzwRpnfrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/PpKWDLkuGEY/s72-c/My+Cousin+Vinny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-235553009666058618</id><published>2009-06-25T16:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:46:48.189-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is That</title><content type='html'>Dear Mr. Sun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being very brave today and showing yourself.  I love when you stop by to say hello, especially on the weekend.  I have missed you these last few days and hope you start visiting me more often.  Don't worry, my hubby won't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Annie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-235553009666058618?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/235553009666058618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=235553009666058618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/235553009666058618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/235553009666058618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-that.html' title='What Is That'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4344858988327620185</id><published>2009-06-24T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T09:00:08.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tissues Please</title><content type='html'>It is so sad watching the Jon and Kate Plus 8.  I hate how they always say "my kids", "my kids", its never our kids.  Well I guess they were heading towards a divorce but its still sad.  I wish they would have taken time out from the show and focused on their family but I don't think Kate knows how to live without the show any more.  I hate to take sides but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I can't help but cry when I see the old episodes when they looked so happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4344858988327620185?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4344858988327620185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4344858988327620185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4344858988327620185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4344858988327620185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/tissues-please.html' title='Tissues Please'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8389984555185337385</id><published>2009-06-23T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:00:02.845-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Out With The Old and In With The New</title><content type='html'>I finally got a new cell phone, &lt;a href="http://www.icellphonedeals.com/verizon-envy-3-for-sale/"&gt;the Envy 3&lt;/a&gt;.   I had my old phone forever and when I saw my 65 year old co-worker with the same phone as me it gave me the kick in the butt that I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6XfiJ3GzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a5DYunitis0/s1600-h/IMG_0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349879975362632498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6XfiJ3GzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a5DYunitis0/s320/IMG_0682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6Xuk1isyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PP8uxEFItj4/s1600-h/IMG_0686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349880233780753186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6Xuk1isyI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PP8uxEFItj4/s320/IMG_0686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving it. So easy to type for texting and its pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8389984555185337385?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8389984555185337385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8389984555185337385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8389984555185337385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8389984555185337385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/out-with-old-and-in-with-new.html' title='Out With The Old and In With The New'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6XfiJ3GzI/AAAAAAAAAT0/a5DYunitis0/s72-c/IMG_0682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-3126481682655399702</id><published>2009-06-22T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T09:00:05.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let them eat cake</title><content type='html'>Pictures from our Wedding Cake, one year later.  I cannot believe how good it was.  It is a chocolate cake with peanut butter filling and buttercream frosting.  yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7YPr6PoII/AAAAAAAAAU0/JwoEWxRdVJY/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7YPr6PoII/AAAAAAAAAU0/JwoEWxRdVJY/s320/IMG_0691.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349951171359383682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7YDlPilqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4RNP_8vjezY/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7YDlPilqI/AAAAAAAAAUs/4RNP_8vjezY/s320/IMG_0693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349950963411228322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7X44h-cvI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PcrMtx-gTms/s1600-h/IMG_0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7XZXzR2yI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Wk5-wtm3PQw/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349950238248524578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7XLoA6tgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qGOf2drf-B8/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7XLoA6tgI/AAAAAAAAAUE/qGOf2drf-B8/s320/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349950002082526722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3126481682655399702?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3126481682655399702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3126481682655399702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3126481682655399702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3126481682655399702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/let-them-eat-cake.html' title='Let them eat cake'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj7YPr6PoII/AAAAAAAAAU0/JwoEWxRdVJY/s72-c/IMG_0691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4946612194761461762</id><published>2009-06-21T15:46:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:22:19.578-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Recap</title><content type='html'>Vegas was amazing and we had a wonderful 1st Wedding Anniversary. The best part was spending time with my hubby but here are some other highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We had booked a regular king sized room, not a suite, since we figured Vegas would be expensive and it was. When we got there to check in they asked if we had been at the MGM Grand before and we said no. We also told them it was our Anniversary and they upgraded us to a suite. Very nice. The next morning we got a call and they apologized but said they needed to move us because of a plumbing issue but not to worry because they would upgrade us to a spa suite. It was amazing and built for two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6Uk9rscBI/AAAAAAAAATs/KQggN1SdeXY/s1600-h/IMG_0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/Sj6Uk9rscBI/AAAAAAAAATs/KQggN1SdeXY/s320/IMG_0441.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349876770116759570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Below is a picture of hubby and I getting ready to celebrate our Anniversary and just after this picture was snapped one of my little straps broke and my boob literally fell out. Thank God that didn't happen at dinner because no little cardigan could cover that. 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They had amazing food and the steak just melted in your mouth. They made the night special and wrote Happy Anniversary in chocolate on our dessert plate. 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Woo Hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  New bathing suit - check&lt;br /&gt;2.  Cute summer dresses - check&lt;br /&gt;3.  New bedtime attire - check&lt;br /&gt;4.  Pedicure for my little toes - check&lt;br /&gt;5.  Hair appointment to get highlights touched up - check&lt;br /&gt;6.  Get a babysitter for The Baby - check, thanks mom&lt;br /&gt;7.  Told hubby that I will be packing a suitcase just full of shoes - check&lt;br /&gt;8.  Waxed my eyebrows - check&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to be in Vegas because I haven't been before but also it will be so nice to just get away with my hubby.  I cannot believe that it has been almost one year since we said our vows, wow, time really flies by.   Plus work has been so busy for both of us that we don't get to always spend quality time together so that will be nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vegas or Bust Baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-3698155276197973895?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/3698155276197973895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=3698155276197973895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3698155276197973895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/3698155276197973895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/sunny-skies-ahead.html' title='Sunny Skies Ahead'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8524261331925348790</id><published>2009-06-05T17:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:42:26.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Days Ahead</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday .. Oh thank you lord for making today Friday!!!  I am so excited to sleep in tomorrow and on Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News:&lt;br /&gt;1.The contractor showed up yesterday early and stayed late.  Plus he came again today.&lt;br /&gt;2.The cleaning lady came and was terrific.  The house even smells clean .. but in a good way, not the harsh chemical way. &lt;br /&gt;3.I left work on time, well on time for me and am just relaxing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad News:&lt;br /&gt;1.The contractor had to get a new butthole after my dad chewed him out - go daddy!&lt;br /&gt;2.The poor baby is going to need some serious counseling after all the noise and people in the house. &lt;br /&gt;3.We are suppose to meet up with my in-laws and possibly my parents too for dinner but all I want to do is go to sleep and wake up tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8524261331925348790?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8524261331925348790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8524261331925348790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8524261331925348790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8524261331925348790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/better-days-ahead.html' title='Better Days Ahead'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-2057929008550049371</id><published>2009-06-04T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:00:03.281-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative</title><content type='html'>I need to get this negative energy away from me because it is not helping helping anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that feels better.  So we are having work done on our house and the contractor is being a dick and didn't show up Tuesday and didn't show up Wednesday and never called  .. WTF.  Hello, did your cell phone break? Did you run out of quarters and couldn't call from the pay phone?  Did you get arrested - hello you get one call!  Oye .. I just hate people some times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-2057929008550049371?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/2057929008550049371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=2057929008550049371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2057929008550049371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/2057929008550049371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/negative.html' title='Negative'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8365451454151745050</id><published>2009-06-03T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T09:00:01.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper Sticker</title><content type='html'>I was waiting in the drive thru lane of Dunkins today and in front of me was this beige sedan.  Just your average looking car with a young woman in the drivers seat.  I noticed that she had one of those breast cancer ribbon magnet strips on the trunk of her car.  Although this sticker was not pink, it was army green and it said "Support Road Head".   I am sure her parents are so proud .. I know I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8365451454151745050?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8365451454151745050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8365451454151745050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8365451454151745050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8365451454151745050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/bumper-sticker.html' title='Bumper Sticker'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8858672580757846975</id><published>2009-06-02T13:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:47:57.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SiR2Der6ybI/AAAAAAAAASk/lN7da-ikpBU/s1600-h/Group+Hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342524860117207474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SiR2Der6ybI/AAAAAAAAASk/lN7da-ikpBU/s320/Group+Hug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody needs a group hug every now and then! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8858672580757846975?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8858672580757846975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8858672580757846975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8858672580757846975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8858672580757846975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-tuesday.html' title='Happy Tuesday'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SiR2Der6ybI/AAAAAAAAASk/lN7da-ikpBU/s72-c/Group+Hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-407534190484083669</id><published>2009-06-01T19:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:42:46.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will there be babies?</title><content type='html'>Hubby and I are on a softball team and had a game this past Sunday night. Damn, it got so cold and the wind was whipping. You know its bad when you can taste dirt in your mouth, yuck. Well that wasn't the worst part of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A ball was hit way into the outfield and our center fielder, who has a super strong arm, grabbed the ball on a bounce and whipped it to home plate. Hubby was covering home and the ball came in hard. It looked like hubby would catch it but the ball dropped down and bounced off the ground. When it bounced back up it hit hubby right in the balls - OUCH! He was knocked to the ground and out for the count. Every single guy at the softball game cringed and all groaned. Luckily after a few very long painful moments he was up and moving. Thankfully it wasn't a direct hit because I don't know if he would have ever gotten up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SiR0fDE6fhI/AAAAAAAAASc/Am6x1SwBL94/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342523134718934546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oMmXyfrUlo/SiR0fDE6fhI/AAAAAAAAASc/Am6x1SwBL94/s320/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Hubby~ the joke of the game was that we weren't gonna be able to have babies now. Next game he will be wearing a cup.&lt;/div&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/2711456977497499131-407534190484083669?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/407534190484083669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=407534190484083669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/407534190484083669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/407534190484083669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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know if I can yell any louder&lt;br /&gt;How many time I've kicked you outta here?&lt;br /&gt;Or said something insulting?&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;I can be so mean when I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;I am capable of really anything&lt;br /&gt;I can cut you into pieces&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;How did I become so obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;What is it with you that makes me act like this?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this nasty&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?&lt;br /&gt;The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest&lt;br /&gt;But baby I don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I promise&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Oh please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be without, you're my perfect little punching bag&lt;br /&gt;And I need you, I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da, da da&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me no no no&lt;br /&gt;You say I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me, oh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please, please don't leave me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-4538952463546528603</id><published>2009-05-28T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:00:00.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Things</title><content type='html'>1.  Why is it that as soon as we put the AC's in the windows it gets cold and now I am sitting with two blankets on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Why is granite counter tops so expensive - $10,000 for what I want - tear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I have been using Jergens self tanner lotion and my color is really good, although my white towels are turning beige.  Grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The quizzes on Facebook are addicting .. before I knew it 30 minutes of my life had gone by .. I won't even begin to say how much of my life has gone by from watching Jon and Kate this past weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Weight Watchers has a ice cream candy bar out - its in the freezer section and SO SO SO good.  It reminds me of a frozen snickers bar - yum yum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-4538952463546528603?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/4538952463546528603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=4538952463546528603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4538952463546528603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/4538952463546528603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-things_28.html' title='Little Things'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-8536425548923749180</id><published>2009-05-27T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T09:00:01.141-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Ride</title><content type='html'>Hubby and I were in the car on our way to Bernie and Phyl's to check out a coffee table and side table.  On the way we passed Konditer Meister and began this conversation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Let's stop at Konditer Meister and sample more wedding cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  But they might recognize us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Ya, we would need to take our rings off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  We could get more carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  If they say anything I will just tell them you cheated on me and we called it off but now we are working it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby:  All that for free cake - laughs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-8536425548923749180?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/8536425548923749180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=8536425548923749180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8536425548923749180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/8536425548923749180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/car-ride.html' title='Car Ride'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-562255805543004373</id><published>2009-05-26T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:00:00.775-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was wonderful. I wish every weekend could be a 3 day weekend. I know I am weird but I would rather work Friday and be off Monday. I just hate working on Mondays. I digress .. this is what we did this weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Night: Date night with hubby. For our date night we like to dress up and go to a different restaurant. A coworker recommended one, &lt;a href="http://www.3-restaurant.com/"&gt;3 Restaurant&lt;/a&gt;,in Franklin. It was great and the atmosphere was a cool lounge vibe. We started with their baked brie, which I loved, and split a Ceasar salad - awesome!! They have lots of seafood and I tried their Lobster Mac and Cheese. It was nice and cheesy which I like plus they do it in a half portion. I got the half portion and it was still big so I can only imagine the full size. Hubby got the Maine Lobster Pot Pie with a nice flaky crust, he liked it a lot. The have a large bar selection with lots of cool martini's. I got the 3 Cosmo but sadly was not a fan. The liquor they used just didn't mix with me. The waitress was really sweet and took it off the bill. All in all I would give the restaurant a 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Cleaned up the house, got some groceries, bought new hardware for the cabinets, hubby got a haircut and my dad in law came up. The boys were seeing the Star Trek movie for the first time and they were super excited about it. It was cute to see. I didn't want to see the movie so I stayed in and watched Jon and Kate Plus 8. God, I love this show. I cannot wait for the season premiere ... what is going to happen. &lt;a href="http://www.3-restaurant.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: The boys went to the Sox/Mets game. It was the first time dad-in-law had been to Fenway so he was excited. Although its funny because he goes to Yankee Stadium all the time so being in an old stadium was weird. I think he likes the newer stadiums, also he is a Yankee fan so he doesn't like it when the Sox's win. While the boys were at the game my parents came up for a low key BBQ. Just as we started to cook on the grill the sky opened up and the rain came down in buckets. My poor dad was outside and came in so soaked .. even 1 hour later when I hugged him goodbye his shirt was still wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Watched Jon &amp;amp; Kate Plus 8 in the morning over coffee before heading to furniture stores. I love the show but I thought this was just too funny. On the show for 9/11 the little kids were sticking American flags into the yard and them some of them started to stick them in the concrete driveway saying "Daddy this is hard". Daddy says "Put them in the grass it is easier" haa haa. Hubby and I both burst into laughter. Also, Jon was being sweet and made a video for Kate of the kids while she was gone .. I had to tear up. Later that night we watched the season premiere and it was so sad I had to cry. Seeing them drift apart and how awkward they were at the kids b-day party was awful. No matter what happens I hope they take time out and communicate with each other .. we will see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-562255805543004373?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/562255805543004373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=562255805543004373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/562255805543004373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/562255805543004373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1427032070206837594</id><published>2009-05-22T18:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:55:43.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>Left work on time for the first time all week!  Woo Hoo!  Happy Friday.  Off to have a date with my hubby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1427032070206837594?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1427032070206837594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1427032070206837594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1427032070206837594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1427032070206837594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2711456977497499131.post-1476519180833275870</id><published>2009-05-21T17:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:39:21.145-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Off Day</title><content type='html'>Today has just been weird.  I have just felt off all day and will blame the heat on it.  The AC in my car broke so driving today SUCKED!!!!  Thankfully it is being fixed on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outreach team and I met for lunch at Panera and did some brainstorming.  While we were talking, Sue and I, were facing the entrance and the other two were looking at the wall.  All of a sudden this elderly woman came in the door and tripped on the rug which caused her to crash in the glass door in front of her.  It was like slow motion .. she banged her head really hard and Sue and I jumped to our feet.  Others came running too.  Luckily there was a nurse/medical personnel eating and she was able to take over.  The woman ended up being fine but a little banged up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to eating lunch and chatting.  While we were talking we noticed a police officer come in, then leave, then come in and speak with a woman and leave again.  My coworker, Nicole, noticed that some of the police were hanging outside ... weird.  We were able to hear the officer mention something about a black Jeep but that was it.  We tried to go back to talking but got a little nervous because Nicole has a black Jeep.  On our way out the manager came over and asked if any of us had a black Jeep, Nicole said yes and it turned out it was her car that got hit in the parking lot.  WTF.  Luckily when we looked at her car it was only a little scratch and you couldn't even notice it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was just a weird day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2711456977497499131-1476519180833275870?l=cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/feeds/1476519180833275870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2711456977497499131&amp;postID=1476519180833275870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1476519180833275870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2711456977497499131/posts/default/1476519180833275870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cosmowithtwolimes.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-day.html' title='Off Day'/><author><name>Annie MacKenzie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10369900793537383973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
