tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20441751528735200052024-02-21T04:33:59.086-07:00Life's A Trip.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.comBlogger89125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-10575253745542729942013-02-26T16:02:00.002-07:002013-02-26T16:02:34.208-07:00BickeringsMy heart wants roots<br />
My mind wants wings<br />
I cannot bear<br />
Their bickerings<br />
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<br />Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-34329159240256618982012-10-09T15:51:00.001-06:002012-10-09T15:53:02.852-06:00On Top of the World <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I'm kind of in love with this song. It's the best. I was on a run a few days ago and this song came on and I started doing jump/leaps every time the chorus repeated "I'm On Top Of the World", which is a little weird... but that's just how great I think this song is. I hope you think so too.
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<br />Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-48037053165873459972012-04-18T15:02:00.004-06:002012-04-18T15:29:54.239-06:00A Day at the RacesWe got all Kentucky Derby-fied this weekend and headed out to Golden Gate Fields for a day at the races courtesy of Groupon. Having read the book Seabiscuit in high school, I was pretty much an expert on everything that was going on. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfFySopWg8fzEuyE14hUupArF4deG8532Bah95IxoJq_6UJUdP31td-Jv3zjkaUpFqgx1Z4WbN2lX4yr7x7MuTQnwaw6IbXOTB6bWpIpch0p34CFjz2vbOo7602bUXaaeRUyZJErV4Cpk/s1600/goldengatefields.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfFySopWg8fzEuyE14hUupArF4deG8532Bah95IxoJq_6UJUdP31td-Jv3zjkaUpFqgx1Z4WbN2lX4yr7x7MuTQnwaw6IbXOTB6bWpIpch0p34CFjz2vbOo7602bUXaaeRUyZJErV4Cpk/s320/goldengatefields.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732851980304757602" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-<br />Nia5vDf2amU/T48uhlq6tII/AAAAAAAAC7s/zYP_oOS5FzE/s1600/seabiscuit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip6DHA98guaefU0RNjznYyrUYn5EsuuIV420VIT0KrBIOIS3gO2ise4mNVo8DsIoPREhgaSQLdWicgpikrBNY64jcsPXDGImm771tXuuOXgjX_lKhTw5WOsqPBy7FYN4t7sBb5C48BRuw/s320/foothill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5732852392822765554" /></a><br />Life's tough lately, send words of encouragement ;)Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-20253984894525264702012-04-11T15:06:00.009-06:002012-04-11T15:24:43.441-06:00FAQ'sSince I know you've all been dying to know, I figured I'd help answer them for you...<br /><br />Jess! How's life?<br />Life is great. I currently shower more at 24 Hour Fitness than my own apartment and change my clothes more in my car than in my room. Homeless, you ask? Not quite. I'm coaching a high school varsity girl's lacrosse team and squeeze in a workout on my lunch break then rush right over to practice from work. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEBY-tgCptuzkfyojLib1-Ic8z026M-4jZYRw2NTSClpzf2rIWjO3QFuBCaV2Jq6uDThk9vDo_UgzW_rKrj6Iww02lKlhOKrUxGdEx0KU5PBRo7TJmxEve74W8D2hhAUhwL_sGHrPnIW0/s1600/lacrosse.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEBY-tgCptuzkfyojLib1-Ic8z026M-4jZYRw2NTSClpzf2rIWjO3QFuBCaV2Jq6uDThk9vDo_UgzW_rKrj6Iww02lKlhOKrUxGdEx0KU5PBRo7TJmxEve74W8D2hhAUhwL_sGHrPnIW0/s320/lacrosse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730253164039086690" /></a><br />You coach a lacrosse team!? How is it?<br />I love it, it's so fun to be involved with lacrosse again. I rotate back and forth between feeling middle aged because I am old enough to be coaching, and feeling like a teenager since I spend more time with 16 year old girls than my own friends. Prom, college apps, and AP exams have once again taken over my life. I think my social skills might be deteriorating a bit, hopefully I don't start developing crushes on 17 year old boys. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiis31l5KEQpz2z7usGFuweXkE0FHRpZtg3N59t128mAtCVhkxNaHShNHnlt8dGaO8jY-3a9HwQGtul58QU37PoWZupOHckWjgQ2biziEncJOUKQZCe0pEVi6lR2iNETBufpCxrgNUlemA/s1600/shorthillsskiiers.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiis31l5KEQpz2z7usGFuweXkE0FHRpZtg3N59t128mAtCVhkxNaHShNHnlt8dGaO8jY-3a9HwQGtul58QU37PoWZupOHckWjgQ2biziEncJOUKQZCe0pEVi6lR2iNETBufpCxrgNUlemA/s320/shorthillsskiiers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730254679925190098" /></a><br />Well what else have you been up to? <br />I've made a couple trips to Utah to go skiing with friends from high school and to celebrate Easter! We also went to Arizona to visit family and enjoy the weather and I've been having fun exploring San Francisco, Half Moon Bay, Santa Cruz, etc. a bit more. I'm REALLY excited for the upcoming months for a girls weekend with friends from college to L.A., family vacation in Hawaii, and a few weeks in Southeast Asia. Cross your fingers that whole adventure doesn't turn into a scene from Brokedown palace. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNvaXzlLPPwQlMcCeLN2DNbGshMDgO9XDO7vB8Z9pJTKh8C3C4dm3dsIBCbO5GlZDzGWxVG-PsbHOLi9PDjbzSktSef5Tk_YQMVZFfRdhgk_U1QkUm7K25CWWYIe3otJ1j6_31HWjR-JY/s1600/easterweekend.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNvaXzlLPPwQlMcCeLN2DNbGshMDgO9XDO7vB8Z9pJTKh8C3C4dm3dsIBCbO5GlZDzGWxVG-PsbHOLi9PDjbzSktSef5Tk_YQMVZFfRdhgk_U1QkUm7K25CWWYIe3otJ1j6_31HWjR-JY/s320/easterweekend.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730254917520759010" /></a> <br />Did you see Hunger Games!?<br />Yes, of course. At midnight. It was awesome and intense. I also saw Titanic. The most popular girl in my 6th grade class saw Titanic 13 times and bragged about it. Well, I'm not there yet, but I'm on my way. Maybe one day I can be as cool as her. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguPztUu4Rif8QPgcgT_P9UdXj5MUhyOnK5qqAvBuhM5hSIHzqi7l12tSLmcf7bsI-mVvzftyIBDDWgvABkHie01ZtqsndKHjOu6LEPT14HUae4J7_jBrYgdK0lBtEgTQLVyUpH7EaYoqA/s1600/hungergames.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguPztUu4Rif8QPgcgT_P9UdXj5MUhyOnK5qqAvBuhM5hSIHzqi7l12tSLmcf7bsI-mVvzftyIBDDWgvABkHie01ZtqsndKHjOu6LEPT14HUae4J7_jBrYgdK0lBtEgTQLVyUpH7EaYoqA/s320/hungergames.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730255179502512386" /></a><br />Anything else we should know?<br />Well, sure. I'm currently loving the tv show Smash, check it out. I'm reading "The Sound and the Fury" by Faulkner. If any of you have read this, please, help a sister out. I'm not getting it. Thirdly, Naples-style pizza might be the greatest thing in the world. If you ever come to San Francisco, go to "Una Pizza Napoletana" if not, try and make do with what you can. I'm in love. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCpEqipLsqqhKLnFK4f_nnNExg6nT9QWW75lV0PU4QbbiJidXUOmwUyQ70enjbdCJfiuYFNDqkGb6_TlIrTPYtnWyrcaCEUpKEj0q8JCj01HZ8RR-7McPDWW5JNIqGECJ8DJ2T2vnplY8/s1600/pizza.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCpEqipLsqqhKLnFK4f_nnNExg6nT9QWW75lV0PU4QbbiJidXUOmwUyQ70enjbdCJfiuYFNDqkGb6_TlIrTPYtnWyrcaCEUpKEj0q8JCj01HZ8RR-7McPDWW5JNIqGECJ8DJ2T2vnplY8/s320/pizza.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730256147924982914" /></a><br />Please direct any other questions to the comment section.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-67842907226053923122012-03-21T11:45:00.007-06:002012-03-21T11:57:00.793-06:00A Rant and A Rave (Literally)Rant: What is the deal with the clothes that are in style lately? I hate the fact that I've now been alive long enough to see styles come and go and then come again. The 90's should not be coming back. Case in point: the jeans pictured below. If you are a perpetrator of the following trends, you are now dead to me. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-_H-Wha3l-6B1CPQ5ED-0TjhGlfK7N9aED3WtMn_ZZF1S0YLPKEsNOGIESVgdRgmN1akLHdBlN3TT6J2LBzTYpO6YNKvPcIpR1M6cRI2FmyhNz8OFYK0yB-oUKLc6R642yqAH6wfyKs/s1600/leopard+skinny+jeans.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9-_H-Wha3l-6B1CPQ5ED-0TjhGlfK7N9aED3WtMn_ZZF1S0YLPKEsNOGIESVgdRgmN1akLHdBlN3TT6J2LBzTYpO6YNKvPcIpR1M6cRI2FmyhNz8OFYK0yB-oUKLc6R642yqAH6wfyKs/s320/leopard+skinny+jeans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722408313759745986" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgblNxC3cL02P8TgYwwClUIcw3tJaz7lWtkrsJ4CsTGzZ4mqGuwbEEiX1Q3JkT2yo3plHoL-5EriK2tcsKZiQCqs2xQYLsR9yGAVymvTbjFOUSikbtkCWxh9RJUlSQ7FM1CZdqOcXXqiNA/s1600/floral+jeans.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgblNxC3cL02P8TgYwwClUIcw3tJaz7lWtkrsJ4CsTGzZ4mqGuwbEEiX1Q3JkT2yo3plHoL-5EriK2tcsKZiQCqs2xQYLsR9yGAVymvTbjFOUSikbtkCWxh9RJUlSQ7FM1CZdqOcXXqiNA/s320/floral+jeans.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722408290070775762" /></a><br />Rave: We've been doing a lot of dancing lately. The group has fallen in love with a <a href="http://bootiemashup.com/blog/category/top10">certain club</a> that has mash-ups of current songs, classic songs, and a little bit of everything. We've gone 3 times this month. Most recently to celebrate St. Patrick's Day. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9e0RQs9pTRhhpwJI_z2zYgNVac5edFL4bLGgzjNPn7jGAw3bLKao60MVlPBPoCOx1r0zTLE0kasUPTWCtzszAuYHQeQDvgfj1wjYE9kghws5KCBoWZZyIvMYqRqIOj5o_TakTptMTpho/s1600/bootiepre.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9e0RQs9pTRhhpwJI_z2zYgNVac5edFL4bLGgzjNPn7jGAw3bLKao60MVlPBPoCOx1r0zTLE0kasUPTWCtzszAuYHQeQDvgfj1wjYE9kghws5KCBoWZZyIvMYqRqIOj5o_TakTptMTpho/s320/bootiepre.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722409071196777538" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgjgaMyasOuWtA6XSCmjV127IN5ua16n2-2k8uTRNQEk5aBwDCRwRFMKelPGhYByHwSDsAthufADuaFw4SCMFUMougCAyQ3TNPUJ2WxHfzHDDY_5lbvahSF0Jy7WVMLlT3hRE7470GRW8/s1600/bootielounge.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgjgaMyasOuWtA6XSCmjV127IN5ua16n2-2k8uTRNQEk5aBwDCRwRFMKelPGhYByHwSDsAthufADuaFw4SCMFUMougCAyQ3TNPUJ2WxHfzHDDY_5lbvahSF0Jy7WVMLlT3hRE7470GRW8/s320/bootielounge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722409439746646626" /></a><br />To top that off, a friend from college's band has been on tour around the west coast and made a stop in <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=msfZP8V7ok4">San Fran lately</a>. <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8re_YuIu_QUd4_0QJCGaUyNLYUemgaR13USlle3yWWA2asuAFNhlaYvJBsdGikrzldgOCXXK69bArcGq8_IpcKczfgn5IOn1V-fMrwJFEPGSFTH_ZVxPSoNJHlBrQf4VWbXVtMn3UMY/s1600/concert2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht8re_YuIu_QUd4_0QJCGaUyNLYUemgaR13USlle3yWWA2asuAFNhlaYvJBsdGikrzldgOCXXK69bArcGq8_IpcKczfgn5IOn1V-fMrwJFEPGSFTH_ZVxPSoNJHlBrQf4VWbXVtMn3UMY/s320/concert2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722410218709148242" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5_KJ1vxGu3Nsuc6k0SQ7daSpVv6oBt4enhwEFYIxrF3Orb0fvKr0dJKqNCbxKNmtQHW06KFW-JBE1YqzJg_9i6CkwztcDp7S2z5gm0NUjfwrr1Ur1Z2UMh0o_kQZm7gabhmmiQNzNOU/s1600/concert.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5_KJ1vxGu3Nsuc6k0SQ7daSpVv6oBt4enhwEFYIxrF3Orb0fvKr0dJKqNCbxKNmtQHW06KFW-JBE1YqzJg_9i6CkwztcDp7S2z5gm0NUjfwrr1Ur1Z2UMh0o_kQZm7gabhmmiQNzNOU/s320/concert.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5722410193279292978" /></a><br />Also, in honor of the late Whitney Houston, I've changed my ringtone to "I Wanna Dance With Somebody", so rest assured when you call and it takes a while for me to pick up, I'm busting a move and will be there soon. Life is good, keep dancing.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-44667777865565927802012-01-26T10:23:00.013-07:002012-01-26T10:43:56.786-07:00Life LatelyPictured: Ferry ride and subsequent day trip to Tiburon, engagement party photo booth gone wrong, weekend trip to Lake Tahoe<br /><br />Conclusions: it's beautiful here, I'm a creep, so are my friends, so it's cool... <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bRJibNBXnHsBoou8h73U2lLrojGRDjiM8K0VaHdhwQYQaApanLN9MITgeeX-dHysSvVjJNGbg1pQli1rGgDcIx0kunBhXQf-b1-3MLs2KsMJmn1cnzBKnRSsCrckRAL4hIuo0kFNdmk/s1600/baybridge.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0bRJibNBXnHsBoou8h73U2lLrojGRDjiM8K0VaHdhwQYQaApanLN9MITgeeX-dHysSvVjJNGbg1pQli1rGgDcIx0kunBhXQf-b1-3MLs2KsMJmn1cnzBKnRSsCrckRAL4hIuo0kFNdmk/s320/baybridge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701993283155687922" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7R8oLIdhnV-Dccng1gFEgQIIuRJni99IuLJqKJuBP_m9Aivcpbi9e4ZTjuvZybuUCn8qr-MyQpRbfxpT1DB-CmHHy4-bpiLEr80t2JE5mls9ECXAzVuaWYfzshflrRB3nWf3J8j64Qd0/s1600/tiburon.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUJbrQm8yh5r9q7R4kEXvyk8vpWXSDi_021Km6EQ5E-KXlVbIpiN1rDqUUn0Yw9j6pPoUV5Jynj5a-RWU15s5UT3mIubmmvWLeEohxBUOV8_KQnrklJw47XVZ2V2Px121mkOUUUFXc66w/s320/photobombed.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701993682791737858" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmMHGmt7pn3MA2fNOjm1jkDMErgc3czsyeBtLWlrEgddoGvEGCogLh-NzQUQtXd5iTmifTT4p1fg4cab40aJgk-rrc2Ce-ZuX0U73Mwwq6g6aMXi292-BBEWIiOHj3qGrtDDZhqQglKw4/s1600/tiburonview.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmMHGmt7pn3MA2fNOjm1jkDMErgc3czsyeBtLWlrEgddoGvEGCogLh-NzQUQtXd5iTmifTT4p1fg4cab40aJgk-rrc2Ce-ZuX0U73Mwwq6g6aMXi292-BBEWIiOHj3qGrtDDZhqQglKw4/s320/tiburonview.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701993780764763410" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTRDAkB9z9MghfnbhMIYEagY8yu17zRRlsCr4xlFAVBdhGIERvDfPHglsElu2KUYA2ja1WzDYQGjdm1sVEzeJGxiuiLPhi_7rOM4PyBDooepS7QH2GbenK9RtJW927lvuVRIwj-vkdqqo/s1600/photoboothcreep.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTRDAkB9z9MghfnbhMIYEagY8yu17zRRlsCr4xlFAVBdhGIERvDfPHglsElu2KUYA2ja1WzDYQGjdm1sVEzeJGxiuiLPhi_7rOM4PyBDooepS7QH2GbenK9RtJW927lvuVRIwj-vkdqqo/s320/photoboothcreep.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701994472370413282" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxGANrHYpWRuC0IDxy-2OMdolYuWvv2HOJ-cRaYEV3CVYQAe6MkP5cTU7Ql6kEYixxzJLhIaCj_6x7zYcmFo7vXpxIvOcr2RoBgi0Wa3H2_ZLyP1Zz0CogweSsf8y1-UcYN6kNwPcW3VE/s1600/tahoegroup.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxGANrHYpWRuC0IDxy-2OMdolYuWvv2HOJ-cRaYEV3CVYQAe6MkP5cTU7Ql6kEYixxzJLhIaCj_6x7zYcmFo7vXpxIvOcr2RoBgi0Wa3H2_ZLyP1Zz0CogweSsf8y1-UcYN6kNwPcW3VE/s320/tahoegroup.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701995380640863698" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFL4sTjpEN7SZb452jtrWBfHQ1-kv3kaAU0Ab0HhciRFnzfxjXgNAS84gFHvUHuvAvJeWcdvM55mkuM-x_8caHfKbYdJGfaQv_Q-t3j-WpUOUGagSiardMTHBIlYWsocEcXWlKTnbRuk4/s1600/tahoehike.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFL4sTjpEN7SZb452jtrWBfHQ1-kv3kaAU0Ab0HhciRFnzfxjXgNAS84gFHvUHuvAvJeWcdvM55mkuM-x_8caHfKbYdJGfaQv_Q-t3j-WpUOUGagSiardMTHBIlYWsocEcXWlKTnbRuk4/s320/tahoehike.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701995481882733842" /></a>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-89352177617222024862012-01-26T10:12:00.003-07:002012-01-26T10:23:27.795-07:00BART OlympicsThis is the kind of shenanigans that ensues on a 30 minute ride into San Francisco... <br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzkn-8JHbJa9Ptpjw7uWPMujA5mt51Vue6r6qWasOuNpnW7AaC8fNZ5QXvvzO2Ml4I_sF_u2-svalj-8aNlZA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-27161037120600629432011-12-15T10:08:00.005-07:002011-12-15T10:10:55.272-07:00And I'll Keep On Fighting Til the End...Did I mention I won Poker Night this month and now am the World Series of Poker Champion? You must have forgotten to tune in to ESPN2 when I was on... It was glorious.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsKP4_ZXb_id8B8FAkYAG4w0zdq_8wFLFbKBmboi7bto0q9T8aM00AQztI8aL-rY5qVG9CeRbeKaH10BC7j64jiKaqJnxsW3uJa4_sqP2kiqh_RTdZLRWZPH7LzZzuu7vp2NFGWCx7Jjw/s1600/poker.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsKP4_ZXb_id8B8FAkYAG4w0zdq_8wFLFbKBmboi7bto0q9T8aM00AQztI8aL-rY5qVG9CeRbeKaH10BC7j64jiKaqJnxsW3uJa4_sqP2kiqh_RTdZLRWZPH7LzZzuu7vp2NFGWCx7Jjw/s320/poker.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686403441545846770" /></a><br />No time for losers, I am the champion, of the worldddddddJesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-76352568431515866722011-12-12T16:14:00.004-07:002011-12-12T16:45:17.230-07:00It's Christmas Time in the CityA bunch of friends went Christmas caroling on cable cars around San Francisco recently. We started out in Union Square, took a detour at Ghiradelli square (weird how that happened) and then hopped back on to spread some more holiday cheer, drunk on chocolate fudge sauce. This needs to be repeated at least once a year. Such a great time. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGis1cBHXF_DN2oBZnWhO7gAOU_5Alk5517sbDamE1NKGhWengZC1xxC6eR4iNE3nqqWnXoPqDOL7yXAK-bNQy5K5TDhZiDnJT0UNOoeW_M59Ux0VJUswbaXb4Y-ytSENNXnJ2T4WlLdg/s1600/cable+cars.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGis1cBHXF_DN2oBZnWhO7gAOU_5Alk5517sbDamE1NKGhWengZC1xxC6eR4iNE3nqqWnXoPqDOL7yXAK-bNQy5K5TDhZiDnJT0UNOoeW_M59Ux0VJUswbaXb4Y-ytSENNXnJ2T4WlLdg/s320/cable+cars.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685386139770323314" /></a><br /> First cable car ride. Will not be the last. Worth it. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb_XXoWi5DUNrKGOrC9ETCgHFSNbjnyVE_x6aPZaWHBWl6tTN65vcAQJ-G83LVjM9LxCYgHhhrQJ3Ib7x-TSFCWnBPBt_YOnuQxY3UPbfGv0JpvYdPz6yGN61c30OBWtuAwOTJDKM2ZSY/s1600/me+and+kimmy.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb_XXoWi5DUNrKGOrC9ETCgHFSNbjnyVE_x6aPZaWHBWl6tTN65vcAQJ-G83LVjM9LxCYgHhhrQJ3Ib7x-TSFCWnBPBt_YOnuQxY3UPbfGv0JpvYdPz6yGN61c30OBWtuAwOTJDKM2ZSY/s320/me+and+kimmy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685386158397730258" /></a><br /> Check out Kimmy's sweater. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7lF2oGfCPygmaLDt53vv_bCPn9DIFlsn1STZwF5P51lntL5Sktkvug1EJZxKKNBtW_5oiYhY5VbY3UmoT3epBcHZN4TeLRDUAJSwgvlfsIrxKOjjdoOpUcTouWwnFpkgTJ7ba1OPbWxY/s1600/christmas+tree.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7lF2oGfCPygmaLDt53vv_bCPn9DIFlsn1STZwF5P51lntL5Sktkvug1EJZxKKNBtW_5oiYhY5VbY3UmoT3epBcHZN4TeLRDUAJSwgvlfsIrxKOjjdoOpUcTouWwnFpkgTJ7ba1OPbWxY/s320/christmas+tree.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685386137773714930" /></a><br /> Part of the group<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBE1CBSpCZuNlC6lwSZ7LEGInujfUMZ5KuJ_gEvniPzJYYsxYfPEe7uDcDPrwXL4pZWZeDHo1AntK1k7-yunrp4qv7wMYMp3nvm6HgqJ6WHCMVW657CRZEbpuGibR4akRKc6OIygPjWss/s1600/neighbors.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBE1CBSpCZuNlC6lwSZ7LEGInujfUMZ5KuJ_gEvniPzJYYsxYfPEe7uDcDPrwXL4pZWZeDHo1AntK1k7-yunrp4qv7wMYMp3nvm6HgqJ6WHCMVW657CRZEbpuGibR4akRKc6OIygPjWss/s320/neighbors.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685386161056667218" /></a><br />Neighbor loving. These boys live in the same complex as us and are great at killing spiders, opening jars, and lifting heavy things for us :)<br /><br />Merry Christmas!Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-31487860222969663362011-09-30T14:42:00.003-06:002011-09-30T15:23:07.083-06:00"Intellectual" StuffRound two.<br /><br />1) I tutor a boy that is a freshman in high school. Sometimes we work on math, at the beginning I was scared. But it turns out all those years I spent hating math were silly, I like math! I was just bad at math :/. Mostly cause I never did my HW or paid attention in class. Math is cool. I wish I could go back in time and make my middle school and high school self realize these things. Instead I will try to do this vicariously through my tutee. <br /><iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2qLQRs7ST4M" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br />(This could've been me.)<br /><br />2) I love to read. I've read a lot of really depressing (albeit great) books recently. Sarah's Key, The Girl with the Dragon Tatroo, House of the Spirits, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close = Political corruption + Murder + Rape + Holocaust + 9/11 + Who knows what else. They're all great, I suggest them all. However, maybe don't read them back to back to back to back. <br /><br />3) The Palo Alto Film Festival is in town this week. They showed a movie last night called "A Day in the Life" that we watched. They asked over 7,000 people to submit one-minute film clips showing a typical day in their life. What would yours show? Other than me showing off my office cube with my standing desk (so great), I'm still thinking... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmxKozoEQEctFnp5eqVvPZo2mhkoUGaYwkoXwrxWqOjalXsxGHNMAPLzZ3Uw6EzBd615k0cI57QCrg7GudGKTkJvlcMdfjL00vg4HuusPd7KT1QWIKzd1P17tCvoSvp9kUDSxwGaBBiCk/s1600/photo.PNG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmxKozoEQEctFnp5eqVvPZo2mhkoUGaYwkoXwrxWqOjalXsxGHNMAPLzZ3Uw6EzBd615k0cI57QCrg7GudGKTkJvlcMdfjL00vg4HuusPd7KT1QWIKzd1P17tCvoSvp9kUDSxwGaBBiCk/s320/photo.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658266202189402210" /></a>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-62683070520922944212011-09-30T10:48:00.006-06:002011-09-30T11:35:27.820-06:00"Important Stuff"Yeah,, I'm about to rock your world with all the "important stuff" I've been thinking about lately. <br /><br />1) Chris Brown and Justin Bieber's Song "Next to You" is my favorite. The music video is not. Christ Brown looks like a creep/serial killer person, which isn't far off these days, and Justin Bieber kind of looks like some weird tranny woman thing. Observe (but don't let it take away from your enjoyment of the song). <br /><iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EEuQU6a90Pc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />2) Modern Family this season. Anyone been watching? How ugly did Lily get!? (Cameron and Mitchell's adopted daughter). She used to be really cute and now, she looks really weird. I've been trying to figure out if they switched out kids, or if she really just aged that unfortunately since last year. I hope my kids stay cute. Compare the photos below to see what I'm talking about. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-jw0g6JmB_5vAe0usnG8h_t4TueBlJ3g82VsXc7-WO1r58TP_tQb_5b13jUZFw5t7Le6xMDwtyVXBcAX8fLM3Hj4L_J0N_A5_kjHnxfqpcCvxRLlEiOzotnjS5YKqQZR3GafNYiiIBo/s1600/baby+lilly+cute.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_-jw0g6JmB_5vAe0usnG8h_t4TueBlJ3g82VsXc7-WO1r58TP_tQb_5b13jUZFw5t7Le6xMDwtyVXBcAX8fLM3Hj4L_J0N_A5_kjHnxfqpcCvxRLlEiOzotnjS5YKqQZR3GafNYiiIBo/s320/baby+lilly+cute.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658200941175547698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6EUmQptlhhh1yuwVIPjSR041AqMiClYjCChKIMM-2JtsfITMfSEDs1evsyjHRIjERWO2M-AU6QfjLxA3Xm0UfFtuPRsQSDmKKMh3Tfk96odvdr7hWIx2JSau2UVRryDjPTtF9DfjGm8/s1600/baby+lily+ugly.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN6EUmQptlhhh1yuwVIPjSR041AqMiClYjCChKIMM-2JtsfITMfSEDs1evsyjHRIjERWO2M-AU6QfjLxA3Xm0UfFtuPRsQSDmKKMh3Tfk96odvdr7hWIx2JSau2UVRryDjPTtF9DfjGm8/s320/baby+lily+ugly.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658200946398657074" /></a><br /><br />3) Kate Moss. I don't get it. Really? Her? A model? THE model? Eh. She's just not. I feel like I'm taking crazy pills. I just don't see it. Vacant, drugged out stare. Gapped toothed. Stringy hair. Someone care to explain? <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixi6Ikc6fu7oj50CAuWF9OrI8NE1-yHKIhLwiicLtWFaFRG_7gDa3gcJ0pXgtLf03fotxXAHhnfwIINbAzZYylPg4o-QvzEU1wfjtuvSgh15lVq_KPPlE5N65m-Y1OS68xXhA_V6VCWAw/s1600/kate+moss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixi6Ikc6fu7oj50CAuWF9OrI8NE1-yHKIhLwiicLtWFaFRG_7gDa3gcJ0pXgtLf03fotxXAHhnfwIINbAzZYylPg4o-QvzEU1wfjtuvSgh15lVq_KPPlE5N65m-Y1OS68xXhA_V6VCWAw/s320/kate+moss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658202022716976322" /></a><br /><br />Maybe after this post I'll do a post you'll actually care about. Stuff that makes you say, "wow, Jess is really deep" or "hey, Jess really has made a life/name for herself" or "cool, I'd never thought/done that before". Until then...Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-61708681664101669392011-09-12T14:48:00.002-06:002011-09-12T15:08:09.346-06:00Never Forget. 9/11.I love this.<br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/RkjyRU3dLXU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />My heart has been really heavy this week leading up to yesterday's 10 year anniversary of September 11th and continues today. I'm grateful for family and friends and this event's reminder that regardless of differences, we are all Heavenly Father's children.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-14097982978453537132011-08-04T15:58:00.003-06:002011-08-04T16:12:26.916-06:00Shark Week CopycatMy friend <a href=" http://ashtonhawker.blogspot.com/2011/08/homage-to-shark-week.html">Ashton</a> already posted about our shark adventures together in Hawaii but I'm going to do it again, because I'm loving Shark Week and feel really proud to be able to say I did that when I watch people going down in shark cages on the Discovery Channel. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIHBABUqsYrux7Hodzuz3X2WHNSBi2HGdoLwargD2t4oeBuHoQcMRhvBu8_sClXlV3HKsfXqtzDPxLsZ9Wi8lXKSSuuv2rn14UrXMSqrdqmoRAitpYlv5b_y61hO-sryhxRD0DRXGPAZA/s1600/sharkcage.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIHBABUqsYrux7Hodzuz3X2WHNSBi2HGdoLwargD2t4oeBuHoQcMRhvBu8_sClXlV3HKsfXqtzDPxLsZ9Wi8lXKSSuuv2rn14UrXMSqrdqmoRAitpYlv5b_y61hO-sryhxRD0DRXGPAZA/s320/sharkcage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637126694127332242" /></a><br />Did you see the <a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/videos/top-20-shark-attack-stories/">one where a Great White swam into a cage through an opening</a> and the people had to hide at the bottom for a while before mustering up the courage to escape out past him? Boy am I ever glad that didn't happen to us Ashton, although I think we both probably would have been pretty excited and thought it was pretty cool (our brains were a little too fried from the sun those few months). <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJNQfOV2vNWgHO86RBhZ1g5wrl8fFhIOc9OTVVaVoUsbw6i-m8fT8nTdiPbNOb-o87KvG9WJAyTMP87vzIqgJVEjAsLjSA6ebQKyF1gRHz6brrjdEz6qC5wPw2Iy5vcdy7CmSVQc2GoH0/s1600/hitchike.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJNQfOV2vNWgHO86RBhZ1g5wrl8fFhIOc9OTVVaVoUsbw6i-m8fT8nTdiPbNOb-o87KvG9WJAyTMP87vzIqgJVEjAsLjSA6ebQKyF1gRHz6brrjdEz6qC5wPw2Iy5vcdy7CmSVQc2GoH0/s320/hitchike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637126946129490082" /></a><br />Every time I'm in the ocean I try to swim out as far as I can hoping to see a shark, I wouldn't mind that much if I could tell people that the huge scar running down my arm was from a shark bite. My brother always gets angry with me for not following the buddy system and going against the "rules of the sea". He's old and boring ;). Living in Hawaii made me conquer my fears of pretty much everything I can think of. Heights, sharks, being kidnapped... I wouldn't mind spending a couple more months on the North Shore again one day. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyyVS6ra9c65M-hfYswQK7h77RrZ_eve4QEcoQ1m8rxKpKmnuW3N5DhRz6geC_dyRenE27LtwpHMeCJesQsV3rlnZ5q3X5lcIDciuVNb3v4FxnTK9-3ncC79QSbjyZvbyqxC0LsR_eQUc/s1600/skydive+better.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyyVS6ra9c65M-hfYswQK7h77RrZ_eve4QEcoQ1m8rxKpKmnuW3N5DhRz6geC_dyRenE27LtwpHMeCJesQsV3rlnZ5q3X5lcIDciuVNb3v4FxnTK9-3ncC79QSbjyZvbyqxC0LsR_eQUc/s320/skydive+better.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637126944225881906" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHxoT4u4EthTHtkC3Bw9kjorLMFwYcK1TPHgJk694CfUy_O-P-m2p2wYXSRPdQ33wHilnNCrw0G_f3qFMbiPHM-FmSZAQ8tX-2QmfxEpfYhpK9gXoIanil1SvhND8NhpqibV15jVPLDQ/s1600/slurpees.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMHxoT4u4EthTHtkC3Bw9kjorLMFwYcK1TPHgJk694CfUy_O-P-m2p2wYXSRPdQ33wHilnNCrw0G_f3qFMbiPHM-FmSZAQ8tX-2QmfxEpfYhpK9gXoIanil1SvhND8NhpqibV15jVPLDQ/s320/slurpees.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637126947193347730" /></a>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-35475341970320404092011-07-26T16:18:00.003-06:002011-07-26T16:27:08.904-06:00Extreme Makeover: Gmail EditionI got sick of never being able to find anything in gmail due to the large number of emails (exaggeration) I've received over the years. I've been spending a few minutes here or there each day organizing my emails into their appropriate folders (this blog post is fascinating I know). Here's a buried treasure I rediscovered in the process...<br /><br />http://mashable.com/2010/02/12/fresh-prince-of-bel-air-trick/<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjboi176vUThrcD4ypKjkKKPisG6DRQ_uLr_euRaQnQZiZb-LRBq9ugbO9j9S2Sz_BXwrZSylcUrPQlF19xjyfChjyXXYRf1F0UbyiLqb9E_f-z2A3C3ClhXrK67mtnNsQYJILDLV0LiK8/s1600/fresh+prince.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjboi176vUThrcD4ypKjkKKPisG6DRQ_uLr_euRaQnQZiZb-LRBq9ugbO9j9S2Sz_BXwrZSylcUrPQlF19xjyfChjyXXYRf1F0UbyiLqb9E_f-z2A3C3ClhXrK67mtnNsQYJILDLV0LiK8/s320/fresh+prince.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633790153136462770" /></a><br /><br />I've only got 1,500 emails left to organize. Remember that time I was going to go to Law School? Gmail does. Remember that time I was unemployed and tried to get a job at the Food Network as a food critic? Gmail does. Remember the time I learned Herb Brook's speech from Miracle to give to my lacrosse team? No? You don't remember those time? Gmail does.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-10711172306117235262011-07-22T12:54:00.003-06:002011-07-22T13:03:32.577-06:00Garden Parties and whatnot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqlAUIPqV5IitLjQ3jvhUloerxbYcFvNWw9wAfvId1vBrezYF21s8FsyfNvCz7Af5T_q_SIT-kwOPNdwRUEJ6GrujFvWqSkhUBdnKWnyM42nEbSbCrwHPxbJXCX6NfuMkzixnUaRNMHc/s1600/garden+party.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaqlAUIPqV5IitLjQ3jvhUloerxbYcFvNWw9wAfvId1vBrezYF21s8FsyfNvCz7Af5T_q_SIT-kwOPNdwRUEJ6GrujFvWqSkhUBdnKWnyM42nEbSbCrwHPxbJXCX6NfuMkzixnUaRNMHc/s320/garden+party.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632253071386471458" /></a><br /><br />Favorite thing about living in Palo Alto? People have great gardens. Rose bushes out the ying yang, tons of hydrangeas, twinkle lights, etc. it's a magical little time.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-87812279896769641172011-07-08T13:39:00.005-06:002011-07-08T13:51:30.833-06:00Jess in Real LifeApparently certain members of my family (mom) get confused about why I have a blog and yet never post about my own life. Well, mostly I'm bad at remembering to take pictures and don't have babies to make people drool over, so I stick to random thoughts I have. But today I'll humor you with a photo montage.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwn2c-pjD6KE9pdzRcTJfujVzzCRzfDwHBmz8zIat5A3Tv5XRJAZYxzyfeJ4yDLmKs6ZazuCyj-o8Jn_sOyj4d90AU5sprIgxXQtdm5WBH1N0B-HX_Rh3WNdpcZUtLY344oY4LEuRZdOo/s1600/minden.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwn2c-pjD6KE9pdzRcTJfujVzzCRzfDwHBmz8zIat5A3Tv5XRJAZYxzyfeJ4yDLmKs6ZazuCyj-o8Jn_sOyj4d90AU5sprIgxXQtdm5WBH1N0B-HX_Rh3WNdpcZUtLY344oY4LEuRZdOo/s320/minden.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070068790460642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMRZI9mHipMO_fN3U3i2-nXrJakp0ljAdSquZcvoCQSsy7LcgNP-MNGpVddGLrKQDo1motp4NbxijcmeFYcpwAACZVKwgDqapCLg5d3nXj9gg6xPhLpROvHqN7w7fs4I2YDWaRNtftAA/s1600/tanning.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUMRZI9mHipMO_fN3U3i2-nXrJakp0ljAdSquZcvoCQSsy7LcgNP-MNGpVddGLrKQDo1motp4NbxijcmeFYcpwAACZVKwgDqapCLg5d3nXj9gg6xPhLpROvHqN7w7fs4I2YDWaRNtftAA/s320/tanning.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070062870086706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMGJ8SsFxcl28jvSwxlt8P2fSD3pNyIDT43c0uMtCw_hJcU1QzbMS5VKTNm-1qRbKsk-2lmBpPqDQ_tTY-qrkhCdRYtVWsRqI2hQgMBibkxTCkfv9TzYP0QnZbUmePTX6zqf6aCg3Qlk/s1600/flagcake.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvMGJ8SsFxcl28jvSwxlt8P2fSD3pNyIDT43c0uMtCw_hJcU1QzbMS5VKTNm-1qRbKsk-2lmBpPqDQ_tTY-qrkhCdRYtVWsRqI2hQgMBibkxTCkfv9TzYP0QnZbUmePTX6zqf6aCg3Qlk/s320/flagcake.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070059025039810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJVz1r1QuCWuoApMFWiN1dVIi0klfwYp2lr_8hvnltXO7pBJOWqHeZnGJggD8iwcXQASU4mgvP8-xheUsSa-HeShFChNdKGLCWmKT31guNpqPeC3iSAgvGxS234YIzPxxw9eo8qJZ4DY/s1600/boating.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibJVz1r1QuCWuoApMFWiN1dVIi0klfwYp2lr_8hvnltXO7pBJOWqHeZnGJggD8iwcXQASU4mgvP8-xheUsSa-HeShFChNdKGLCWmKT31guNpqPeC3iSAgvGxS234YIzPxxw9eo8qJZ4DY/s320/boating.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070055805990402" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizpb4vm-btvEZBSd9v7QOFYnlETjFHrIWKtUMBN4-H1yUUo2qIA5bIZAWyJbyZDgzL4GRuwnhCksOFs7dVELkxbXACPe84AqZgvVULRS4xeX-WzybO8j9F4Egv47uUcQ_JXH1fQfOZcJw/s1600/patriotic.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizpb4vm-btvEZBSd9v7QOFYnlETjFHrIWKtUMBN4-H1yUUo2qIA5bIZAWyJbyZDgzL4GRuwnhCksOFs7dVELkxbXACPe84AqZgvVULRS4xeX-WzybO8j9F4Egv47uUcQ_JXH1fQfOZcJw/s320/patriotic.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070075320062114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0bQlXCLLC2l5Cn4TgiyNOyoTwdyQI3Oybwe6rbPvspHIwCZaFA6GoBVQMDILlCGiV92S4-354NEPn2-xqPq-agv4Um4W_vQjiJ5x-93M0Dndmurqunp8XjbuEcwR0_7oldzLREOElfIo/s1600/whitewater.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0bQlXCLLC2l5Cn4TgiyNOyoTwdyQI3Oybwe6rbPvspHIwCZaFA6GoBVQMDILlCGiV92S4-354NEPn2-xqPq-agv4Um4W_vQjiJ5x-93M0Dndmurqunp8XjbuEcwR0_7oldzLREOElfIo/s320/whitewater.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070480962467330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge4WtABr8ypuNiKpQQl6geuze3cA-EleLGZRzNhyphenhyphenQKVfqW_o-FJNDe7PdkhMZyv2nezxMa2aVmuadeU5vDMqoF8c0cdTwj_a4nq5_Y5Lk3r5-W_N4rZtVZuns3duJsg1PgN7qHT6ttM6E/s1600/scenes.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge4WtABr8ypuNiKpQQl6geuze3cA-EleLGZRzNhyphenhyphenQKVfqW_o-FJNDe7PdkhMZyv2nezxMa2aVmuadeU5vDMqoF8c0cdTwj_a4nq5_Y5Lk3r5-W_N4rZtVZuns3duJsg1PgN7qHT6ttM6E/s320/scenes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070473420385682" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPL1qz07nObaQ9JUwfpTU0XVCTnUSwVXox5LM4X6mB81c2sUOlgZazZh9feJNd9AQgiuyhudjQLizIQ8EW0n9BvTE_AdxKM03BEDiWdtmD2doQG8D0f1FoamzLQpmO5uAOBL4gwCQEh_0/s1600/wholegroup.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPL1qz07nObaQ9JUwfpTU0XVCTnUSwVXox5LM4X6mB81c2sUOlgZazZh9feJNd9AQgiuyhudjQLizIQ8EW0n9BvTE_AdxKM03BEDiWdtmD2doQG8D0f1FoamzLQpmO5uAOBL4gwCQEh_0/s320/wholegroup.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627070478946896386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPbZd63KkxsEXhWvvc1x1iqx5oSQOJraenz9TwB5chzKJM6odMQVauZ6E72RHA-dD2fveHzccpCbVvy42PQN7bBR6TQFOE8W2lb2P2aYBowTw9hoRS0ggCL_2Ai-_dDVIggs4qVq0gLZo/s1600/fireworks.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPbZd63KkxsEXhWvvc1x1iqx5oSQOJraenz9TwB5chzKJM6odMQVauZ6E72RHA-dD2fveHzccpCbVvy42PQN7bBR6TQFOE8W2lb2P2aYBowTw9hoRS0ggCL_2Ai-_dDVIggs4qVq0gLZo/s320/fireworks.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627071492524709218" /></a><br /><br />I went to Lake Tahoe for 4th of July weekend with some Palo Alto friends. I got there Friday night and didn't get home until late Tuesday night and had a ball. We boated, swam, hiked, cliff dove, white water rafted, played sports, played endless card games, watched fireworks, went to a Giant's game in SF, ate tons of food, and had a great time. I wish it had gone on forever.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-3304777112635504582011-06-24T12:38:00.003-06:002011-06-24T12:42:26.287-06:00School House RockI hate it when people mess up their and there, your and you're, its and it's. We learned these in like 4th grade people, it's not that hard! Guess who has realized they are totally guilty of doing this lately? Me! So next time I make these mistakes, please call me out on it so I can a) fix this problem b) not hate others who do so as much, and realize that they, like I, are just human. <br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7TQByv_xkuc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />(Not totally the same concept, but it's grammatical, and entertaining)Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-85357155292389288952011-06-20T15:25:00.003-06:002011-06-20T15:31:37.153-06:00The More I Know, The Less I UnderstandI majored in Political Science in college, and whenever I tell people this they are interested to hear what my positions are on today's issues. They (and I) are always surprised at how little of an opinion I have on most of these topics. It's not so much that I don't have ideas or thoughts, but I think I see so much of what's going on as being entirely gray, while both sides are trying to make it seem like it's black or white.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEci8UH7vLbqhrPR-1dybX9hElud_3rEuoz0YZa0YGA-OPvwifYJt66irQAZR7lZDinKEcvvpv5QO9BZxrMnsmQs6GEqiPg1MtXS1BEi29LYioe32iu80LqWcnOPliZwiXyoaoCgjiBo8/s1600/NTY.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEci8UH7vLbqhrPR-1dybX9hElud_3rEuoz0YZa0YGA-OPvwifYJt66irQAZR7lZDinKEcvvpv5QO9BZxrMnsmQs6GEqiPg1MtXS1BEi29LYioe32iu80LqWcnOPliZwiXyoaoCgjiBo8/s320/NTY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620417362667059378" /></a><br /><br />I like to read Greg Mankiw's blog, he's an economics professor at Harvard, and he recently wrote an <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/06/19/business/economy/19view.html">article</a> about health care in the NYT that I thought was interesting and spells out some of the same thoughts that I have. I think both sides are more on each other's side than they realize or are willing to admit.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-14254319715000912312011-06-14T14:53:00.009-06:002011-06-14T15:14:21.772-06:00Radiohead said it best...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoRX6WmTkL4I5xmp2-wd3nYICK7C5xMXHnzTDLOpcASArViCHEvh3B54OWhR1AsENNGgXC5Cy0jiWMxVSQ3KT8CQz-dHCTjM5nGLCsIpR7VNFNjKB6fUGLJns2hEp0naDLDIvsJrGrjw/s1600/babyblessing.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhoRX6WmTkL4I5xmp2-wd3nYICK7C5xMXHnzTDLOpcASArViCHEvh3B54OWhR1AsENNGgXC5Cy0jiWMxVSQ3KT8CQz-dHCTjM5nGLCsIpR7VNFNjKB6fUGLJns2hEp0naDLDIvsJrGrjw/s320/babyblessing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618185928124935458" /></a><br />I went to Utah this weekend for one niece's birthday party and the others' blessing. While there, I learned something about myself... <span style="font-weight:bold;">I'm a creep.</span> I spent practically all weekend trying to get my 1 nephew and 3 nieces to cuddle with me.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHVuY3oTwgsOmHmM1_3eKzAeiMSUOgEIbrnBOFLQSP30-kftZIyrctbK18P-hj9qjzgc7MY9izheUbLcXMzr7Nj6HDeMsWHM1IG5mbjLkiS6GlNnXoUhmfB4EbB2J7Mqqv4Sj79V2Nd8/s1600/babyblessingcuddle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkHVuY3oTwgsOmHmM1_3eKzAeiMSUOgEIbrnBOFLQSP30-kftZIyrctbK18P-hj9qjzgc7MY9izheUbLcXMzr7Nj6HDeMsWHM1IG5mbjLkiS6GlNnXoUhmfB4EbB2J7Mqqv4Sj79V2Nd8/s320/babyblessingcuddle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618185059999925682" /></a><br />Case Study #1: Andrew was showing me a video on his dad's phone and I kept scooping him up on my lap only to have him say "no Jess!" and crawl right back off again and again. Here we've captured that moment on film.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsY0DTCm8iC_PSO2lgtwZexYpGITH0H9LwY9hgE2edeOsTzEQBCIsJlzeMvbcUO6knrG6dkMXZbzEMdUeJuMlle6WWqZWHmoxEC9GuecxuUOQZpMDspDJ3sD-4ghXLkreY7N0LcA4os8/s1600/babyblessingbirthday.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivsY0DTCm8iC_PSO2lgtwZexYpGITH0H9LwY9hgE2edeOsTzEQBCIsJlzeMvbcUO6knrG6dkMXZbzEMdUeJuMlle6WWqZWHmoxEC9GuecxuUOQZpMDspDJ3sD-4ghXLkreY7N0LcA4os8/s320/babyblessingbirthday.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618185264035922866" /></a><br />Case Study #2: I convinced Madeline and her other cousins/friends to play hide and go seek. Every time I was hiding I would convince Maddie to hide with me. At one point I started tickling her and in her tiny little 2 year old voice in the dark I heard her say "quiet Jess!"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-bQJW5HyuledLc9Yz74_MBofOu4jit_c5cIqXq_UdhXbLDnwOHy-2V35ddBvs96ZLxiVOW14bx5v-9jkVbYgFfEaD9jj2Hab6PiU38TWELaJkFLfrKA-YRr0uIP8EUcewtR4fLA8zgcs/s1600/babyblessinggym.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-bQJW5HyuledLc9Yz74_MBofOu4jit_c5cIqXq_UdhXbLDnwOHy-2V35ddBvs96ZLxiVOW14bx5v-9jkVbYgFfEaD9jj2Hab6PiU38TWELaJkFLfrKA-YRr0uIP8EUcewtR4fLA8zgcs/s320/babyblessinggym.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618185655030645586" /></a><br />Case Study #3: I barely participated in any of the Little Gym activities because I was stalking a sleeping baby Olivia waiting for her to wake up. Here we are once I managed to convince everyone she was awake and ready for me to hold her.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8j2crBo3AUM_8w0wH8DzDi9_kqhQ35fPruckN2HTsVUG-7tt5UQ49vOXiVhIB_I-8WXsOGg-4Zw1f77rwpmCk9Idz6-5FoKHP-2nlU2dxfFvMacMAUpAgYKwy_3CPu7d_MJiRRvK0Q0U/s1600/babyblessincait.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8j2crBo3AUM_8w0wH8DzDi9_kqhQ35fPruckN2HTsVUG-7tt5UQ49vOXiVhIB_I-8WXsOGg-4Zw1f77rwpmCk9Idz6-5FoKHP-2nlU2dxfFvMacMAUpAgYKwy_3CPu7d_MJiRRvK0Q0U/s320/babyblessincait.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618185778606128914" /></a><br />Case Study #4: That's it. Baby Caitlin is a gem and willingly let's me cuddle her all I want (despite my creep face in this picture).Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-67456375135910796852011-06-09T16:05:00.004-06:002011-06-09T16:14:06.464-06:00Two Rants and A RaveTime for a really deep blog post... Psych.<br />1) I am angry about Costco's lack of Honey Crisp apples for the last... I don't know how many months! How dare you dangle something so great in front of me just take take it away. I was perfectly happy with my pink ladies and royal galas until those babies came along, now everything else tastes terrible.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcUvbdahNa8QqbLYQOP0_C469_lJkkOVfBB75Pmo3-mEkApR6VlywRGHaXpNId0JRvnKg70_Lu8ttcNz2GIEvizoiAvNl7Fu2ZDcZrsZb6mMfB4_Ojqi3RxQFVbLePluDLbogG0T6hRL0/s1600/honeycrisp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcUvbdahNa8QqbLYQOP0_C469_lJkkOVfBB75Pmo3-mEkApR6VlywRGHaXpNId0JRvnKg70_Lu8ttcNz2GIEvizoiAvNl7Fu2ZDcZrsZb6mMfB4_Ojqi3RxQFVbLePluDLbogG0T6hRL0/s320/honeycrisp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616345724283175970" /></a><br />2) Oral-B Satin Floss is the worst. It breaks into string little piece and is just terrible. Anyone have good floss and floss pick recommendations? The last 4 I've tried have failed. I'm someone who flosses 3-4 times a day, at minimum, so this is a big deal.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9dA-kGHi_WyPeGiKsQSFO81e3ZNo5CWDTfmPnnT-AEIYlqNxonS_pJZC2eIz63ap87RavLoejkGTccmlp-utt3BAa0AdMgeh3Ii0fwx5GaZbqIUMAWGz4fqb00Ktj8XlW9uxSHcOe-Y/s1600/floss.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ9dA-kGHi_WyPeGiKsQSFO81e3ZNo5CWDTfmPnnT-AEIYlqNxonS_pJZC2eIz63ap87RavLoejkGTccmlp-utt3BAa0AdMgeh3Ii0fwx5GaZbqIUMAWGz4fqb00Ktj8XlW9uxSHcOe-Y/s320/floss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616346052180489762" /></a><br />3) Chobani Greek yogurt. I've been purchasing and eating this stuff for a long time but still love it a lot. Thank you Costco for at least doing this right. Although I think your pack should include Vanilla and Mango for me to try too... maybe replace peach? It's my least favorite. Strawberry is my most favorite. Peach is still a favorite too. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVfk6Svqq1Jo-Cs0w5w42ZlSO8trlyWdDRi0p7O925QxFmbWnNj3e9v1HNQ22hbd7myhYB4xPturNTb69DLylir0xlKWdt0e9QpdlPJFnL0rj8m6f5jTb1Lvc7orHwr2ng4UyNQvOywA/s1600/chobani_thumb.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJVfk6Svqq1Jo-Cs0w5w42ZlSO8trlyWdDRi0p7O925QxFmbWnNj3e9v1HNQ22hbd7myhYB4xPturNTb69DLylir0xlKWdt0e9QpdlPJFnL0rj8m6f5jTb1Lvc7orHwr2ng4UyNQvOywA/s320/chobani_thumb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616346601939341442" /></a>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-66788976767279587262011-06-03T15:26:00.002-06:002011-06-03T15:33:33.431-06:00Pepper PotsHappy Birthday to my favorite niece named Madeline :)! Aka Maddie, Mads, Maddles, Pepper, Pepperoni, Pepperdine, Dr. Pepper, Pepper Pots, Peppermint Pattie, seriously? You're two and you already have more nicknames than I've accumulated over 23 years. That must mean you're pretty great, I think so at least! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UCbRb7df6ycPno6YZH1VwOWzN-y93-69YR3yLHX26quT2RGNxuX4Od867-ho1Jx7jHYUNF0jxvemVZnaSVslq75towwvwXRBHIonNhYduCDy2fsGd6K9OyhceWwVSVjN0tan3eFPI98/s1600/pepper.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UCbRb7df6ycPno6YZH1VwOWzN-y93-69YR3yLHX26quT2RGNxuX4Od867-ho1Jx7jHYUNF0jxvemVZnaSVslq75towwvwXRBHIonNhYduCDy2fsGd6K9OyhceWwVSVjN0tan3eFPI98/s320/pepper.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614108749336840162" /></a><br />This little girl was born while I was backpacking Europe two summers ago. I remember checking my email at random internet cafes like 5 times a day while we were in Greece and finally she was born one morning when we were staying in Athens (ghetto) and although I did not get to be with her that first day... I sang songs about her all day throughout the Acropolis in tribute. Can't wait to celebrate with you Little Gym style Maddie! When you're a little older, tell your mom to send you out here for a fun girls weekend with your "cool" Aunt Jess :)Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-14625092422276494172011-06-02T14:06:00.004-06:002011-06-02T14:38:16.922-06:00Awesome People Hanging OutUmmm... so...yeah. I just stumbled upon <a href="http://awesomepeoplehangingouttogether.tumblr.com/page/12">this</a> site... I wish I could give my thoughts on every single one of these pictures (call me, I'll give them to you) but I'll leave you with just a few for now... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZc9xxsZI5Ic7IGRvhDeC3cpnBdJ5k7-N4oGlc9rDXNQU66lImILHwKJqycn_u5-xRklm2IjS9Rqo298ahNZxiKReRvTsu1I-uaTKDkpyPTzTEZryjm0CLo4020ANNKufPGQyi-H44Io/s1600/interestingpeople.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJZc9xxsZI5Ic7IGRvhDeC3cpnBdJ5k7-N4oGlc9rDXNQU66lImILHwKJqycn_u5-xRklm2IjS9Rqo298ahNZxiKReRvTsu1I-uaTKDkpyPTzTEZryjm0CLo4020ANNKufPGQyi-H44Io/s320/interestingpeople.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613720528443472274" /></a> The Man Your Man Could Smell Like and the Most Interesting Man in the World <br /><br />- The Beatles and Mohammed Ali seem like they were pretty tight back in the day, wish Ali had been there to punch Mark David Chapman out <br />- Mother Teresa was a freaking midget, am I going to shrink in my old age too? Or do they just breed hobbits in India? <br />- Nancy Reagan and Mr. T? I wonder if Ronald knew about this love affair... "I pity the fool who doesn't 'Just Say No'"<br />- I could tell from his art that I wanted to be Salvador Dali's friend, but now that feeling is stronger than ever. "The Persistence of Memory"? More like the persistence of drug abuse. <br />- I bet Ludcaris and Bill Gates had a lot to talk about. Pimpin' hoes, Windows CE, you know, guy stuff... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCbIE49sjMzbAgICNio3Ydb17zakLel77JIuzdbe0NMBOFyueqL8W6qEM8_tzAkm3OdZuvL4mb9wCOTqbh6HzOrtOq7dl7ukbdjvVS3m3cQG4YKSaIgTWPSPLQmlk3hb8_Ntq6dKWlcM/s1600/paul.htm"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOCbIE49sjMzbAgICNio3Ydb17zakLel77JIuzdbe0NMBOFyueqL8W6qEM8_tzAkm3OdZuvL4mb9wCOTqbh6HzOrtOq7dl7ukbdjvVS3m3cQG4YKSaIgTWPSPLQmlk3hb8_Ntq6dKWlcM/s320/paul.htm" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613720529828348162" /></a><br />Mostly just because I'm obsessed with the Beatles and Paul Rudd is hilarious.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-60135588798726881932011-05-23T12:06:00.006-06:002011-05-23T14:00:37.562-06:00Learning CurveMy company is full of nerds. Some days I forget. Some days it hits me in the face the second I walk in the door. Today was that day. I walked into one of our programmer's cubes to find him taking a "brain break" to do a little online gaming... I don't know what the game was exactly, but you know the type I mean. He has a pony tail and was wearing leather pants. These two shouldn't paint a picture in your mind of someone that is cool. He is not. In this case, the pony tail and the leather pants just make him even nerdier. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPP26kezDaH5Ouod_xtTxCj0RMbC-TFl-6OzJjPtwmPTzb1iZPSW6sPGP8rTnyv0hje61Vs_l5jcjPO5UHJNuHw_UmdjjRWsATiNWRhzGTpNmqUFD8qaFj2AdLlQgOmUN2HKe0k011u-k/s1600/warcraft.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPP26kezDaH5Ouod_xtTxCj0RMbC-TFl-6OzJjPtwmPTzb1iZPSW6sPGP8rTnyv0hje61Vs_l5jcjPO5UHJNuHw_UmdjjRWsATiNWRhzGTpNmqUFD8qaFj2AdLlQgOmUN2HKe0k011u-k/s320/warcraft.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609976047993051858" /></a><br />Then I was responding to an email this morning and as I read over the email to make sure I'd touched on all the points they'd made, I sat back for a second and soaked it all in. After four months of working at this company, this email made perfect sense to me. Check out a snippet...<br /><br /><< We're looking to use a RTOS on a TI AM/DM3730 based control system. Currently using the Mistral AM/DM37x EVM Development Board running Linux to test our application, but dedicated hardware is being developed. The finished product has very tight latency requirements for responding to external interrupts that are unlikely to be met with a stock Linux implementation. We would like to pursue a Linux-based solution for their finished product.<br /><br />I would like to determine if your Real-Time Linux System would be suitable for this system. The primary task of the system will be to process external data at a 1kHz rate. Therefore, in less than 1ms it will need to do the following:<br />- Acknowledge an external GPIO pin interrupt<br />- Read in approx. 50-100bytes via SPI<br />- Process the data<br />- Transmit the results out of a UART<br />- Run background tasks to perform additional data processing<br /><br />BSP Peripherals required:<br />- VFP (Double precision floating point and saving all VFP registers during context switching)<br />- DDR RAM<br />- NAND Flash<br />- SD Card<br />- SPI (12+Mbps)<br />- USART<br />- I2C<br />- GPIO and external interrupts<br />- DMA<br /><br />Who's got two thumbs and knows way to much about random tech stuff? This guy!(girl)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Mq3P68VBnVsyhY6qBXkzUk_hi57SyEGXu5lviLDLxIFgzTfU-Db2rzNoPYZiHbvBvnXnQ6xRAaH6kcP5AoPZCh0b97MepglJqY0JsAyxlb9FShzTasjqsStXGLKJ460CvePdVZ1MXis/s1600/peace.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Mq3P68VBnVsyhY6qBXkzUk_hi57SyEGXu5lviLDLxIFgzTfU-Db2rzNoPYZiHbvBvnXnQ6xRAaH6kcP5AoPZCh0b97MepglJqY0JsAyxlb9FShzTasjqsStXGLKJ460CvePdVZ1MXis/s320/peace.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609977696552518450" /></a>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-18245885493839222362011-05-19T15:32:00.005-06:002011-05-19T16:15:59.088-06:00Please Sir Can I Have S'More?In case you hadn't heard... my mom makes the best chocolate chip cookies in the world. So naturally, growing up, all I ever wanted her to do was buy crappy store bought cookies like all the other kids' mom's/nannies did. (One time in fourth grade I actually had a meltdown at school when she surprised me by baking a batch of cookies to bring to me and my friends at lunch time. Through my hot salty tears I yelled "why can't you just give me Oreos like everyone else's mom/nanny!" Yeah, I sucked as a fourth grader apparently.) Anyways, I've since recovered from that bout of youthful insanity/desire to fit in and totally appreciate my mom's cookies. And pretty much everything else she makes. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikRXRqZUtR3fpqnGOnAy1LJ52jF3YqCicsyCb-TidgtAdvTAn8hFMiJ1r-X2laliaSizz5Xo4PpWYJOqnPnkHFTXmzikhZISRSca6EFR9JChccu4ZSRyK3j97plzef-4mukSjz8qEvHg4/s1600/mallomars.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikRXRqZUtR3fpqnGOnAy1LJ52jF3YqCicsyCb-TidgtAdvTAn8hFMiJ1r-X2laliaSizz5Xo4PpWYJOqnPnkHFTXmzikhZISRSca6EFR9JChccu4ZSRyK3j97plzef-4mukSjz8qEvHg4/s320/mallomars.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608546131578477554" /></a><br />Howeverrrrr. There was one type of cookie that I would have her buy at the store that I still think are fantastic. Have you tried Mallomars? They were my favorite. They didn't sell them in the summer because the thin chocolate dipped coating melts in the trucks because it's so hot. (My mom learned that for us after constantly coming home from the store to me empty handed in the summertime). Mallomars are the best. You should try them. I couldn't find the brand name ones at Safeway but the knock-off ones are pretty o.k. for now. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYCk5Zj5cdiOBeTEgwno8hj9zmMhYUvNeKDxZ5D9qUdVPPb2LcugXaoXqYWVvaeUUvk9HTCXFMwm6w-RRCI-IqsGIx7Mti6Z-wWc9k1HQ8txht_h8xu-bZ-1H8li6z2IvrlDGcHpZR-Pg/s1600/pinwheels.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYCk5Zj5cdiOBeTEgwno8hj9zmMhYUvNeKDxZ5D9qUdVPPb2LcugXaoXqYWVvaeUUvk9HTCXFMwm6w-RRCI-IqsGIx7Mti6Z-wWc9k1HQ8txht_h8xu-bZ-1H8li6z2IvrlDGcHpZR-Pg/s320/pinwheels.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608554447998495250" /></a><br />PS I hope my future kids aren't stupid like I was. If my daughter started crying and screaming at me for making homemade cookies for her and her friends... I think I would lock her out of the house and let her sleep on the lawn for a night or two. Sorry mom, you're a saint.Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2044175152873520005.post-19361372571084398602011-05-17T12:28:00.007-06:002011-05-17T12:38:20.983-06:00Thank Heaven for Little GirlsTrip to Utah this weekend in a nutshell... <br />Flew in to see this little cutie... Olivia Havana Caffee<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJFFxLFsrzHzRIKaxWQ2u_AQA5KICkwRaH1uieL9qI2AvZBKuLpI9iNYWXrzF47IWYMQgothk34kHH7SdwPqYbR37HEaLWJUXQ5l78_RMwDsrXiABkCDyJss8yyya_hY5HjSACSTedbU/s1600/olivia.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggJFFxLFsrzHzRIKaxWQ2u_AQA5KICkwRaH1uieL9qI2AvZBKuLpI9iNYWXrzF47IWYMQgothk34kHH7SdwPqYbR37HEaLWJUXQ5l78_RMwDsrXiABkCDyJss8yyya_hY5HjSACSTedbU/s320/olivia.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607754777924793986" /></a><br />Spent some time at the Thanksgiving Point Farm with this one too<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk6lt2YdkAND-qEGwdHHK3i6Vwc0ykg7-i14FyA8vkXDpkN8yzDFpkJaTYkQkfjZDSWiHFN1lBNKE_cxL6Z_Dmw1b3eV_q7iudgkWDIx6_u9kf2dWMHNFG-1qniUBS-y66nODHhgyVxVY/s1600/maddieandme.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk6lt2YdkAND-qEGwdHHK3i6Vwc0ykg7-i14FyA8vkXDpkN8yzDFpkJaTYkQkfjZDSWiHFN1lBNKE_cxL6Z_Dmw1b3eV_q7iudgkWDIx6_u9kf2dWMHNFG-1qniUBS-y66nODHhgyVxVY/s320/maddieandme.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607755115549267042" /></a><br />I'm having withdrawls from these little girls. They're the best. I can't wait until they grow up and do this someday<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiu2rncVTlpfpgXcM4KcokW9E4ScDUGFmrV_YFI1wJqCsrui_LdyNp1GCCqJwwtXZDRJ129SBjiiCfpp7psaU9YYcQTT1pBmrnyHFhi3PLpahA_qRgE2vV4tqjVepclifnTT5BkxDr9MY/s1600/lacrosse.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiu2rncVTlpfpgXcM4KcokW9E4ScDUGFmrV_YFI1wJqCsrui_LdyNp1GCCqJwwtXZDRJ129SBjiiCfpp7psaU9YYcQTT1pBmrnyHFhi3PLpahA_qRgE2vV4tqjVepclifnTT5BkxDr9MY/s320/lacrosse.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607755367229694386" /></a><br />(Their mom's high school team was in the playoffs for state this weekend. They lost but played great and I was so excited to watch I nearly lost my voice.)<br /><br />PS check out my sister's awesome parenting skills in this video <br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzKVywrKf0EJQwWqnMSl-c7hffMxwx1xA6nPvg3ofOrCEpOdJKeeulsexVDo5x0LnGesqRQIBrmxQV_Ld-USw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Jesshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14842219738930716259noreply@blogger.com0