As the truth continues to unfold, we see more evidence of the real relationship Gretchen Rossi shared with Jay Photoglou. Would we have ever even learned of “the arrangement” had Jay’s name not been mentioned on the reunion show? Could this have all played out in the media differently? This e-mail exchange between Jay Photoglou and Gretchen Rossi is quite interesting, as Gretchen is given yet another opportunity to…for lack of a better term, tell the truth. This exchange took place 10 days after the reunion show was filmed.
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UPDATED August 7th 11:00 p.m.

A few days ago we posted a document that was filed in court by Gretchen Rossi, “Jay timeline and document.”
In that, she gives states the date they met and the role Jay Photoglou played in her life.
“…a friend of mine that I confided in…it became very clear he wanted more…I became dependent on him for many things. Helping around the house…I agreed to do the show and Jay has ever since used it as a platform to defame me and hurt my name with.”

On October 7th, 3 weeks after Jeff Beitzel passed away and 1 day before Jay and Gretchen would get the infamous, now you see it, now you don’t tattoo’s, Gretchen sent Jay the following e-mail, a “List of Things to do….”

Hmmm….no comment.

UPDATED August 8th 4:00 a.m.

These pictures were taken during the week of January 1-7, 2009 while on
vacation at Bass Lake. This was 3 weeks before the filming of
The Real Housewives of O.C. Reunion Show.

The truth…
how quickly one forgets!

There is so much more to this…watch for updates!!

E! News
So True So False Real Housewives Scandals
Rescheduled: Thursday, August 6th at 7:00 p.m. PST
on E! Entertainment

Promos are now running on E!

…continued. Read more about Jay Photoglou’s exclusive interview with E! Entertainment here!!!

Did Gretchen Rossi and Jay Photoglou have their names tattooed on each others ring fingers? Although Gretchen has claimed  she has always had a ring finger tattoo with Jeff Beitzel’s name, there was never a tattoo visible during the show. These pictures are interesting, to say the least!!
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This picture was taken 10/17/2008, the date can be confirmed in the camera properties.

This was taken at a premier party I threw for Gretchen at i lounge in O.C. right after the Bravo party at Sutra that Bravo threw, it was taken on 11/25/2008.

This one was submitted by Gretchen to a reporter who was going to break the RING FINGER story. Gretchen stated she has always had a ring finger tattoo, but with Jeff’s name. The address in the background  was Slade’s address. Slade did not move in until Jan 2008, this picture is dated March 2007. *Interesting her nails are identical in both pictures…23 months apart.

With a newspaper date of February 2009, this picture was submitted to the same reporter, who pointed out to Gretchen there were pictures of her and I with her having NO RING finger tattoo.  Gretchen said she no longer had a tattoo. This is not true, she does still have a tattoo!
Watch for more updates!!

UPDATED August 5th 4:30

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“I was in Bass lake for more than one day dispite what Gretchen has said on the Lost Footage episode. I rescinded my release in July/Aug. After I found out (Jan 31st 2009) that what was filmed on the reunion show. I called production and confirmed, that I rescinded my consent and that there were lies told on camera about me at that filming. I was told what lies were told, and by who, via text from Gretchen to me (I still have those texts, and phone records including the one from Gretchen’s parents that lasted over an hour as they hadn’t heard from her all day and were concerned. I filled them in as to what had happend on the taping). I was also asked by Gretchen if I was sure I rescinded my release with Evolution via text that same day.”

BRAVOD is airing the “Lost Footage” of O.C. Housewives episode TODAY @ 2:00 p.m. and is airing on BRAVO at 5:00 p.m. PST
Why does Gretchen tell Tamra that ‘You don’t know what Jeff and my relationship was?’ Does that mean it wasn’t what it appeared? Just saying…

So True So False Real Housewives Scandals
Rescheduled: Wednesday,
August 5th at 7:00 p.m. PST
on E! Entertainment

As The Real Housewives of O.C. resumes filming for Season 5, one can’t help but wonder how BRAVO will “play out” the infamous scandal surrounding Jeff Beitzel, Gretchen Rossi and Jay Photoglou’s relationship. While the reunion show marked the end of Season 4, it was just the beginning of the controversy and allegations that would unfold in the months to come.

After being questioned about her relationship with Jeff and the alleged Jay Photoglou, Gretchen was quick to profess her love and dedication for Jeff, calling Jay an ex-boyfriend turned stalker. However, the pictures that began to surface and events that followed would tell that of a very different story.

For the first time, Jay Photoglou sits down for an exclusive interview with E! Entertainment. Jay takes this opportunity to discuss his relationship with Gretchen and the allegations she has made against him. I asked Jay if Gretchen would be taking part in “So True So False,” he told me “She was originally scheduled, but was pulled by BRAVO just days before the taping.” We can however, expect to hear from Jeff’s ex-wife. I am confidant we will also get an insight, among other things as to where the fine line was drawn between the “Reality” and “Show” for The Housewives of O.C.

So True So False Real Housewives Scandals is scheduled to air on E! Entertainment on Wednesday, August 5th. More details to follow, check back soon. You will not want to miss this.

The pictures below were all taken prior to Season 4 being filmed. The first one was 3 weeks before Gretchen was asked to be on the show. The last 3 were taken 1 week after being asked.

UPDATE (click on preview to view document)

This document was filed in Court by Gretchen Rossi. On this paper you will see in Gretchen’s own words (under penalty of perjury) That we met for the first time Jan 8th 2008. Jeff was diagnosed in Dec 22nd 2007 as per Gretchen words on The Real Housewives of Orange County. On the reunion show Gretchen is heard stating that we dated before her and Jeff. This was a lie. Every picture that anybody has seen of us together has been in the last year and a half.
In the last paragraph of this document you will read that we fought about her doing this show. WE DID. It was because I heard Slade that night telling Jo “He’s Rich He’s Old He’s dying” She loved a man that loved her and she was taking care of him. I did not think this was a good idea but Gretchen was bent on being on television and convinced Jeff and I it was for the best…
This photo was taken on the day Jay met Slade and Jo for the first time and Slade asked Gretchen to be on the show. This picture was taken in March 2008 . (Jo and Slade are in the back in the picture)

We will continue to update more of what we can expect to hear on, So True So False Real Housewives Scandals… including a proposition Jay was approached with to quit talking…

UPDATE- After having the gag order against Jay denied, his attorney was contacted by Gretchen’s attorney with an offer to withdrawal charges against Jay, in exchange for his silence. Jay immediately responded, declining their offer.
It was after that he was approached with another offer, a big offer….

UPDATED August 4th at 6:15 p.m.
It’s interesting that a comment was recently posted stating Jay is “…trying to cash in on the whole thing.”
Lets move on as another bombshell unfolds:
Within a few weeks after declining the first offer, Jay was approached again “I was contacted by my attorney with an offer received from Gretchen’s attorney. They offered me hundreds of thousands of dollars and my own T.V. show if  all Criminal and Civil allegations were allowed to be withdrawn.” Jay declined the offer.
I have a feeling this is far from over!
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I survived, but not without a fight.

I will be honest, I had all intentions of canceling or even just rescheduling the dentist appointment. After much thought (and a few people telling me I was a big baby) I decided I would just be prolonging the inevitable. After all, I had spent so much time getting my affairs in order.

With my big girl panties and my tan pants on, I said good-bye to my little furballs, secured the house and got in the car. That was my first mistake… It was only after I sat down did I remember the little piece of chocolate that had gone unaccounted for the day before. I had a pretty good idea where it was now. Melted in my seat. I run back in the house and do a quick butt check in the mirror. The chocolate is still unaccounted for and I was good to go. I had my directions (H.I.P.) and was even running on time…a big plus for me!

I arrive to my destination only to find a grocery store. Albertsons. Not the dentist. Not any dentist. Knowing it can’t be too far, I cruise around for a few minutes. Now I’m running late, I’ve gone through too much to turn back now, I am going to the dentist if it’s the last thing I do. I finally do the logical thing and call for, perhaps more specific directions. Oh, I’m a good 4 or 5 miles away…a minor glitch Google Maps might want to look in to. Ya know, whether it was anxiety, frustration or just pure stupidity I do a quick glance to make sure it’s clear and make a huge illegal u-turn. I have a pretty good idea why it’s illegal now, it’s a tight turn, a 3 point turn. Now cars are approaching and in my attempts to hurry, I inadvertently flick the windshield wipers on, hit the horn a few times and do a little skid. I cuss a little in my head, smile and drive to the dentist.

I apologize profusely for my tardiness hoping I didn’t anger anyone too badly. You never want to make anyone at a dentist office mad. They were very nice, but just in case…I thought I should get my paper work done in a timely manner and maybe we would break even time wise. Bad call on my part. You know all those yes/no questions they ask you? You can even mess those up if you rush, and it just takes that much longer for them to ask if you really have a Pacemaker or V.D.  Ooops.

It’s my turn I’m pretty calm at this point, really. I usually do o.k. once I’m there, usually. The second I got in the x-ray room I had an anxiety attack and then became very emotional. Now, instead of x-ray’s they are checking my blood pressure and pulse. Maybe it was a good thing I had gotten my affairs in order after all. I gather what dignity I have left and meet with…the dentist. He informs me that after a week of antibiotics I will need 2 extractions. But what about my pacemaker? I tell him I have plans next week….everyday “Well, we can do it today if you prefer.”
Next week is perfect.
Before I left, he assured me I would be fine. His assistant assured me I would be fine. The x-ray lady assured me I would be fine. They were so nice and comforting I actually walked out of there with a little spring in my walk….thinking about all my new friends.

Just as I approached my car my oldest son sent me a text message,
“How did it go?”
“O.k., they are going to pull 2 teeth next Wednesday”
“Ouch. Hope they put you under and have good pain pills”
“No, I’ll be awake, they don’t put you under for that”
“Ah, sorry : ( ”
It’s obvious he knows something I don’t.

I ran a couple errands then went and hung out with my boys and future daughter-in-law for awhile. It was a little after 8 when I remembered I still had to get my antibiotic. A minor detail. The pharmacy was busy but as I quickly handed off my prescription to “Shelly” (yes we are all on a first name basis there…they know me well!) she assured she would take care of it next and to come back in 20 minutes. Score! I headed next door to Trader Joe’s to grab my turtle some grub and realized I still had the prescription in my hand. At this point I’m thinking a toothache, pacemaker and V.D. are the least of my worries. I went back to the pharmacy to find I had handed “Shelly” my cable bill. I remind myself the day is almost over, tomorrow will be a better day!

I got home, popped an antibiotic and started unwinding. It was a little after 12, I was so glad the day was over. All that worrying for nothing, the dentist? It didn’t even hurt. Today was going to be a new day and it was going to be a great day. I dream…

It was less than 2 hours later, I woke up to pounding on my front door. I bet the dentist is here to check on me. Maybe “Shelly” had my electric bill too and was bringing it to me. As I was gathering my thoughts (a task in itself) a voice yells, “hey you bitch.” Before I could even say, “I’m coming” they were gone.

And so another day, my day had begun…

So this could be my last post….ever. Going to the dentist today. I decided it was time to put my big girl panties on (*wink* Lisa) and just do it… at this rate, if I survive, I may be bungee jumping or alligator wrestling by next week. Bare in mind, that’s a pretty big if.

Yes, I am terrified of the dentist. I have delivered 2 babies, naturally. I have been hit by a car, twice. I had a 3rd degree burn on my finger once, did not hurt at all…even after they sewed it back on. Case in point, I’m typically a bad-ass chick just not when it comes to the dentist.

I feel like I have said it a million times, “Going to the dentist tomorrow.” “Yep, finally got in to the dentist.” “Oh, I would love to, but I have to go to the dentist.” “Is it Wednesday already? I need to remember I have an appointment today…at the dentist.” in hopes that one, just one person will respond with a, “Pssst, the dentist ain’t nothing!” They don’t. They gasp. They’re eyes bulge. They reinforce my fear. God I love my friends.

Maybe the dentist will put my fears to rest, perhaps it will just turn out to be a ruptured eardrum or something. Perhaps it’s nothing a few pain pills and ice cream for a few weeks can’t cure, or a quick swab of antibiotics. Then, on my way out the door I will be allowed to stop at the big, huge treasure chest and pick a new pencil or a sticker. I dream.

Someone I will update you later today. I’ll be o.k., I should be o.k., (Pssst, this is the part where you say, the dentist ain’t nothing…you’ll be o.k.!)

* just in case: Boys- you will have to fight over who gets to drive my car, like you did in high school. To my sisters- yes, I was the one that told on you. Dee- for you, all my ground beef. Chuck & Lisa- please carry on my FB legacy. Mom- you told me there was a tooth fairy!?!? Rich- Keep checking under my pillow (you know, just in case)

This is brilliant, ingenious, artistic and perfectly orchestrated! Enjoy!

“The best thing one can do when it’s raining is to let it rain.”
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Repetition is based on body rhythms, so we identify with the heartbeat, or with walking, or with breathing.
~Karlheinz Stockhausen

Repetition is based on body rhythms, so we identify with the heartbeat, or with walking, or with breathing or throbbing.
~Heidi M.

So I went and hung out with my boys and future daughter-in-law the other night. We had a nice visit and watched a little T.V. I wonder if I’ll ever get used to seeing them pop open a cold beer…and then drink it!!! A tall glass of milk to wind down after a long day would be just as refreshing. What’s with all the fancy names and flavors now? In the olden days we drank Corona’s, Coors and maybe an occasional Budweiser, (barefoot in the snow) we survived. I can’t even pronounce most of the name’s nowadays, let alone know what they are. I was there for about 3 hours and remembered I still had to go to the store, the same store I went to a few weeks ago and realized I had 2 different flip-flops on while I was there. Yeah like I’d make that mistake again, I did do a double take on the way in…to be on the safe side. I return home, kick off my matching shoes and put my groceries away. It was shortly after that, I realize my shirt was on backwards. I would like to thank my kids for pointing this out to me and allowing me to go shopping like that. (In their defense, it was a tank top and wasn’t that noticeable…still.) No wonder the employee’s at the store are extra nice to me. Realizing I’m not the sharpest too in the shed, they either a) feel sorry for me, or b) they’re terrified of me.

It’s been so quiet on the home front, and I have finally been able to sleep a little better at night. You remember my flea rant from a few days ago? I know you are all on the edge of your seats wondering how it turned out, I have good news and bad news. For the hell of it, let’s go with the bad news first. I got home that night, put my shirt on right and vacuumed for about the 648th time that day. Shortly after, my b/f got home from his bff’s friends house, (he had been there for a few hour working on a compressor …or somethingthat sounds like that.) We’re standing in the kitchen talking, and guess what I see? Damn flea, hopped right in front of me like he owned the place. As I stomp, flick and drown the bugger, as I’m freaking out talking I see another one. @#!¿¢#!!! It was then b/f decides to play it safe and vanishes in to the shower. Like a ton of bricks, it hits me. I hustle my fanny into the bathroom, grab his socks and shake them into the sink…I see a 3rd. Having solved the mystery, I realize I’m a frickin genius!! B/f was bringing them home from his friends house. It all makes sense now. He stores some of his equipment there and goes over there 3 to 4 times a week. We have a problem.

After going through and RE-vacuuming the house, I sat down to do some soul searching access the situation. I needed to make some decisions. Although I love my furballs to no end, I can’t spend $80.00 a month on flea drops, (that are obviously over priced by $79.99) $50.00 in vacuum bags, not to mention hours and hours of vacuuming. It is unfair to make them and us  suffer, I have to do what’s right. I was a hard decision, really hard. I am now looking for a good, caring, loving home, preferably a home that does not have any other animals. God, I’m going to miss that man.

It is now about 1:oo a.m. I get my P.J.’s on and start to unwind for the evening. Now, I have a little confession to make. I had been having a horrible craving for ice-cream all day and up to this point, was doing a darn good job resisting my urge. (I don’t needs more pounds right now just for those pesky little guys to feast upon!) I did some internal reasoning with myself and decide that after the night I had, the ice-cream was well  deserved. If you also count the decision I had to make, I deserve a decent sized bowl of it. All comfy and cozy, T.V. on and a pillow and blanket awaiting me on the couch. I get out my decent sized bowl, grab a spoon and feast my eyes on that Dreyers container I had thought about resisted  so well. Are you kidding me? Who does this? Why?

I must now go back and revise my ad to the following: Looking for a good, caring, loving home, preferably a home that does not have any other animals. Comes with free pad-lock for freezer.