<?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-3605287145062528508</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:54:19.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three's Company</title><subtitle type='html'>These are simple life explorations of Jess, Z, and Elmo.  It's been 2 years, and we are still trying to decide who is the head of the household.  Currently, Z is winning, proving that mommy and Elmo are not nearly as tough as they pretend to be.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01727745850204401095</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605287145062528508.post-3474210355265895146</id><published>2008-06-15T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:48:01.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Z vs. Mommy</title><content type='html'>So I have officially come to terms with the fact that Z is going to date before Mommy does.  Even Elmo has better chances of getting a date than I do.  Would anyone like to get in on this bet?  That's the number 1 problem with living in a college town and being a non-traditional student. &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll start lying about my age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605287145062528508-3474210355265895146?l=jessandzander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/feeds/3474210355265895146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605287145062528508&amp;postID=3474210355265895146' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/3474210355265895146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/3474210355265895146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/2008/06/z-vs-mommy.html' title='Z vs. Mommy'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01727745850204401095</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-3605287145062528508.post-8788883207687412969</id><published>2008-06-09T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T17:25:20.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zander is a complex fellow:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3JyRBoK-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/fepxNaWPHcc/s1600-h/4-08+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3IIBYBYzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/9Tzjpj032w8/s320/4-08+154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210040384071230258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3HlC9a5PI/AAAAAAAAADw/umDgcl4DG54/s1600-h/4-08+179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3HlC9a5PI/AAAAAAAAADw/umDgcl4DG54/s320/4-08+179.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210039783201105138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3HFshdu2I/AAAAAAAAADo/CPAw5Yls3wc/s1600-h/4-08+640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3HFshdu2I/AAAAAAAAADo/CPAw5Yls3wc/s320/4-08+640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210039244602325858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3GY00vfhI/AAAAAAAAADg/83gAc8m3YzM/s1600-h/4-08+285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3GY00vfhI/AAAAAAAAADg/83gAc8m3YzM/s320/4-08+285.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210038473736551954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605287145062528508-8788883207687412969?l=jessandzander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/feeds/8788883207687412969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605287145062528508&amp;postID=8788883207687412969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/8788883207687412969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/8788883207687412969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/2008/06/zander-is-complex-fellow.html' title='Zander is a complex fellow:'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01727745850204401095</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://bp0.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3JyRBoK-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/fepxNaWPHcc/s72-c/4-08+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605287145062528508.post-8059221842893134356</id><published>2008-06-09T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T16:48:06.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ODE TO MEXICO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE19O1onXRI/AAAAAAAAACI/p2gzaGKGtro/s1600-h/mexican+flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE19O1onXRI/AAAAAAAAACI/p2gzaGKGtro/s320/mexican+flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209958037806603538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE2BM38ZagI/AAAAAAAAACY/AFL0WlDgu5o/s1600-h/robNz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE2BM38ZagI/AAAAAAAAACY/AFL0WlDgu5o/s320/robNz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209962402113219074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE19V41dehI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Uq7KizU78Oo/s1600-h/edith%26jose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE19V41dehI/AAAAAAAAACQ/Uq7KizU78Oo/s320/edith%26jose.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209958158924872210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hola,&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite friends hail from Mexico.  There's Robert, who is Z's adopted uncle, and of course, Edith-&amp;amp;-Jose.  I say Edith-&amp;amp;-Jose as one word, because they're kind of a package deal, and I've never known them separately.  And incidentally, Edith and Robert are 1st cousins.  Edith-&amp;amp;-Jose are getting married next year, and even though I'm horribly jealous, I'm going to suck it up and join the wedding party.  Robert is a senior in architecture and interior design who never fails to save my bacon.  Not only does he repeatedly help me with my projects, he plays with Z and buys him clothes that match his.  Edith has been known to take Z on shopping escapades, in which she gets many crazy looks from people like "that little blonde baby is YOURS??"  Edith is affectionately known as Z's "Frauntie" (friend-auntie).&lt;br /&gt;I think the best memory I have of Robert (other than our 3-4 hour text message conversations) is an incredibly awkward moment last September, where I cried on his shoulder for about 30 minutes on the steps outside of our textiles class.  Miss Edith and I have many great memories....we spent almost every day together last summer, taking Z to parks, shopping, eating, internet surfing, and sharing stories about boys.  And I believe we actually watched all 10 seasons of Friends at one point or another!&lt;br /&gt;I can still only say relatively few things in Spanish...but I finally learned to say Roberto properly, which was a proud moment in my friendship with Robert.&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3A7laOqHI/AAAAAAAAADM/4snTSDVUgls/s1600-h/4-08+518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE3A7laOqHI/AAAAAAAAADM/4snTSDVUgls/s320/4-08+518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210032473824471154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Wrap him up, I'll take 2!!)  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605287145062528508-8059221842893134356?l=jessandzander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/feeds/8059221842893134356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605287145062528508&amp;postID=8059221842893134356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/8059221842893134356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/8059221842893134356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/2008/06/ode-to-mexico.html' title='ODE TO MEXICO'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01727745850204401095</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://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SE19O1onXRI/AAAAAAAAACI/p2gzaGKGtro/s72-c/mexican+flag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605287145062528508.post-2444112413839638695</id><published>2008-05-31T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:53:54.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Architecture, Amish Style</title><content type='html'>In the arch studio, they call me Amish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why:This is a window on the 2nd floor of Art &amp;amp; Arch North.  Sitting on it is my cheese.  I used the window as a fridge.  It served it's purpose. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEIyieXlZNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/78oofHDTlUs/s1600-h/4-08+537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEIyieXlZNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/78oofHDTlUs/s320/4-08+537.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206779687042639058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the physical model that I cut out by hand, rather than using the extraordinary technology of the laser cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEI0IOXlZOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZjA_pSwXCGI/s1600-h/physical+model.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEI0IOXlZOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZjA_pSwXCGI/s320/physical+model.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206781435094328546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below you will find my final studio space.  Notice how Eric's space is neat and tidy, as he is completing his final project on his computer.  Notice how my computer is up, running Facebook, and my Amish tools are littering not just one, but 5 tables.  After seeing this picture, I fully understand their concern that I become more technologically advanced.    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEI1heXlZPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/M74nXHUPSQM/s1600-h/studio+space.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEI1heXlZPI/AAAAAAAAAA8/M74nXHUPSQM/s320/studio+space.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206782968397653234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my beloved Robert actually modeling a project for me on Sketch-Up.  All I had to do was bat my eyelashes and say please.  And he didn't even make fun of me for being Amish, ERIC!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEI3d-XlZQI/AAAAAAAAABE/8S8pU2AGOG0/s1600-h/4-08+571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEI3d-XlZQI/AAAAAAAAABE/8S8pU2AGOG0/s320/4-08+571.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206785107291366658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605287145062528508-2444112413839638695?l=jessandzander.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/feeds/2444112413839638695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605287145062528508&amp;postID=2444112413839638695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/2444112413839638695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605287145062528508/posts/default/2444112413839638695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessandzander.blogspot.com/2008/05/architecture-amish-style.html' title='Architecture, Amish Style'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01727745850204401095</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://bp2.blogger.com/_aNaAlmpDxjQ/SEIyieXlZNI/AAAAAAAAAAs/78oofHDTlUs/s72-c/4-08+537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
