<?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-7824592645236855147</id><updated>2011-11-23T16:07:02.313-06:00</updated><category term='brief update'/><category term='MOM'/><category term='cranky thursday'/><category term='Nature at her finest'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='time of life'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='just a day'/><title type='text'>just jane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2823752543609789834</id><published>2010-07-24T21:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:52:13.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue</title><content type='html'>Well I'm updating my long overdue neglected blog! Great trip to Michigan over July 4th weekend.Tonight we are reading the journal's that Bob had us all write. What a great way to remember the vacation from 5 perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is wretched- we are moving Marne home, cleaning out Mom's condo. Bob leaves Monday to get Mom and help her move!&lt;br /&gt;Today we got to see Jon be installed as a Sr. Counselor in DeMolay.  I'm so very proud of him! Went over to help Marne (she is having a melt down moment) got a lot done, and then on the way home, we talked about his term as Master Counselor. Looking forward to this next year!&lt;br /&gt;Going to try and upload and update more frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2823752543609789834?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2823752543609789834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2823752543609789834&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2823752543609789834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2823752543609789834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2010/07/long-overdue.html' title='Long overdue'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4542998736101832677</id><published>2010-04-02T19:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:26:16.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>Good Friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finished training with Shirley for Transitional Coach.  Monday I start with a couple of members already enrolled, and ready for me to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we will be blessed with a visit from my cousin Jane and her family  and my Great Aunt Bernice! We are not ready at all- but I'm sure we'll pull it together tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and Jon have been busy today- they bought a new twin bed (for company and then for Jon) and a yard tractor!  Bob mowed the yard today in about 1/2 hour- usually takes us 3-5 hours pushing it. How nice it will be to have those hours and days back this summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey worked her butt off today, went to the grocery store, and began prep for Easter meal. What a huge help that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixie enjoyed the frisbee in the newly mown yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow I get my nails done, shop for Easter treats, (shower stuff),  and finish preparation for company! What a great weekend! &lt;br /&gt;Also looking forward to next weekend, my MOM will be here and Kelsey's baby shower!  Hard to believe Jaxon will be coming in about 1 month! Off to clean up a little!&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4542998736101832677?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4542998736101832677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4542998736101832677&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4542998736101832677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4542998736101832677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8061910955102152564</id><published>2010-03-31T18:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T19:07:29.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>HUMP day!! HORRAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for Pastor Mike and Lillian they need their car fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey did a great job today cleaning up the house! It's starting to look like my place again...starting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin Jane and her family should be visiting this weekend! What a welcome surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob leaves soon to get Mom!  The logistics are tough, getting a bed here, getting her stuff here from there.... the baby shower the same weekend.... yeah life keeps me busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with the Stars- last night Shannon Doughtry left, thought Kate Gosslin probably should have gone before her, but, I guess TLC fans are more devoted than 90210 fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Shirley and I went to Vanderbilt. It was fun (in a weird way) got to see 2 members with Sickle Cell anemia. The thing with SS crisis is pain management. These two members have been in and out of the hospital about every 2-3 weeks. One of them was obviously still in crisis and heavily medicated. I wish I knew what nursing interventions I could suggest that would keep these members out of the hospital, but I'm sure if Vanderbilt doctors can't do it-neither can I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Select Specialty Hospital (near Baptist Hospital) to see a mbr that I used to care for when I worked at the ministry. The member was found unconscious at home, and now is on a vent, and must have private duty nursing if discharged home. When I walked in the member was alert, and seemed to recognize me. It was a good feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to go to the hospital and read the chart, lay eyes on the mbr, and document specific information. These cases that I'll be sent on, are to gather information so that the Medical director and panel makes determinations if the mbr qualifies for Private Duty Nursing (PDN)paid by TennCare/Medicaid.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the mbrs that are in PDN are ventilator dependant, feeding tubes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how I will be investigating and gathering medical information, I still have face to face contact with members,  compile the information, submit it and then be done and onto the next case.  I think I'll like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for tonight, need to get going on my 1 hour of housework and then IDOL results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8061910955102152564?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8061910955102152564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8061910955102152564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8061910955102152564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8061910955102152564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/windy-wednesday.html' title='Windy Wednesday'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5537854383141597042</id><published>2010-03-29T20:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:35:02.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Monday</title><content type='html'>Monday Monday... Mama's and papa's song always runs through my head ...(thanks Mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day, mostly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirley and I saw 2 clients today. One was in Nashville, and he had SIX cats running around. They thoughtfully put their two dogs up while we talked. Anyway, this man had the biggest housecat I think I have ever seen! It wasn't a tabby, but Garfield has NOTHING on this cat! It's name was "fat cat" and I swear it probably weighs about 19 pounds! It was almost 3 feet long, and as round as it was wide...well, it seems like it.  It was funny, they had this little kitten their that was a speed demon.. jumped off the  chairs, was climbing around and knocking stuff on the floor, then it would run to the door that was holding the dogs back, and seeing the dog's noses poke out underneath..would swipe at them to put them in their places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran into the office, and said Hi, but I didn't get to check my email or anything. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next client, was in Murfreesboro. This guy has been dealt a hard deal, a MVA left him disabled. Anytime there is a trauma like that, leaves a body at risk for so many complications and problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back to Shirley's home office and started doing what we do. We enter all our data etc.. In my new job, I have access to a "census" for all the area hospitals, I have found 2 of my former Graceworks Clients. Both of them I worked with since we began the Parish nurse program. I know that my nurses don't follow these members but part of me wonders if their health issues (both are serious, one is on a vent) if they would have had those at this time had we been able to continue our PN program. Guess we'll not know, but I am excited to have the chance to see them in my new capacity one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Bob at TGIFridays, He got a lot taken care of today, found out about our health insurance was inappropriately cancelled when he retired. They will "fix" it in 5-20 days...oh GOODIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and cleaned my horrible dirty bathroom.- for an hour and STILL not done, cleaning out drawers etc..so that's why it took longer. Tomorrow night I'll finish that-&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I get to watch DWTS!! WOOO HOOO.&lt;br /&gt; So I need to get to the Y this week. ... maybe tomorrow night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5537854383141597042?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5537854383141597042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5537854383141597042&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5537854383141597042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5537854383141597042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-monday.html' title='My Monday'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7886374692864809888</id><published>2010-03-27T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:05:45.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today was such a pretty day outside!&lt;br /&gt;I got to the eye doctor again finally and got my contacts just about perfect now. I had some that weren't working. Then I went SHOPPING!! I went to my favorite clothes store Avenue in Cool Springs. They have such nice stuff and reasonably priced!  I got 3 new Tees, 3 linen shirts, 2 capri pants for work, and one for lounging,2 new pair of cloudwalker sandles (appropriate for work), a new silver purse, all for under $250!  Then I went to the Party Store in preparation for Kelsey's baby shower in 2 weeks. I won't write what I got (in case she peeks here) but just say I got a few cute things. Next, I went to Michael's-- one of my favorite stores! I got a few more things for the shower, (of course a little sumethin for scrapbooking - on sale).  I went to the YMCA - Bob rejoined there a couple days ago, I didn't take time to exercise today, but we hope to go tomorrow. I was on my way to Walgreens..when I called Bob, he was going to a movie over in Smyrna at our favorite theater Malco, so I drove as fast I as could legally could and made the 4:55 PM. movie of Hot tub Time machine... yeah, probably not on my top 10 wish list but John Cuzak..what more needs to be said?&lt;br /&gt;That's a busy day! I relaly enjoyed being outside today..tomorrow A few more errands after church, the Y, then a little housekeeping and call it a weekend!&lt;br /&gt;But I have 2 goals for April.&lt;br /&gt;1) Exercise 3x week&lt;br /&gt;2) do housework or yard work 1 hour/day  my house and yard both need it and I think I'll feel better about certain things.&lt;br /&gt;So, now that I've blogged it, it's out the cybershere.... hold me to it!&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7886374692864809888?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7886374692864809888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7886374692864809888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7886374692864809888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7886374692864809888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/super-saturday.html' title='Super Saturday'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5333777812392872542</id><published>2010-03-26T21:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T21:44:26.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back on blog!</title><content type='html'>Well this has been a long time coming! SO much has happened in the past 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;Since I have been on Facebook, I never get to post here...from now on I want to keep this going! Blog promise.... is that like pinkie swear??&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest thing is my sweet Grandma Audrey and My Uncle Bob passed away in January. It has been the saddest of times, and it hits me in waves of sadness and loss. I rejoice knowing they are together in heaven, and with Jesus- but the depth of my loss is still unknown to me. I don't think I've hit the bottom even yet, as life whisks me along daily but in those quiet moments in the dark night, when sleep aludes me, it hits me so hard and there is nothing to do but feel it, and move through it, and pray for it to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next biggest thing is about to happen! My daughter Kelsey is weeks away from delivering our new Grandson Jaxon Charles! We will welcome him into our family sometime in late April/early May. Her baby shower is April 11th at the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Bob bought a new truck! 2009 Chevy Silverado.&lt;br /&gt;Going back in time to record the Allen family changes, Bob has retired from GM as of December 1st. He got a voucher to purchase a new vehicle and God provided this new truck within the voucher credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back further- in November I tried my hand at writing my novel in an internet site challenge &lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.com/"&gt;www.nanowrimo.com&lt;/a&gt;  I was successful for 6000'ish words. I really want to continue to write this story...life again has continued to sweep me along...someday huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another loss in November. My friend Dorene, and I had words over this writing challenge. It was immature and petty (on both parts) and we have decided to part ways. This is very sad for me, my friendship with her spanned 35+years. We have been through the birth of our children, changes in jobs, in relocations, and grown together spiritually as we challenged each other to know God deeper. It was the one relationship I could be brutally honest, and know it was ok....until it wasn't. I had to look at my own failings, I say things before my brain can filter...I do that to my husband as well and recently have felt the sting of that as well. What is it that there isn't a 3 second delay between my thoughts and my mouth? I would have been spared alot of sadness and spared those I care about a lot of hurt feelings. When I see God I hope I remember to suggest that in the next models of humans... I digress&lt;br /&gt;Dorene, I pray the best for you, I pray that you find the fullfillment of your heart, the love you deserve and peace of God. I pray for your family- every day still. Your children are very precious to me. God bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new job.... well it's been 6 months, I am now on my second manager, someone in Memphis that I haven't met yet (except on the phone and via email) I am in training for a new aspect of my job, Transitional Coach- that is a pilot program to reach our Complex Care cases in the hospital and following them home to make sure they have the correct meds, appointments and resources..following them for 1 month and then referring them in the appropriate matter, either case management or disease education. The second part of my new job is PDN field assessments. I do a one time specific assessments to see if the member needs nursing services in the home in continuous type care... an example is a child that has a birth defect  such as Cerabal Palsy, that is on a ventilator, feedings with a seizure disorder and living at home. Certainly, this child would be one that might need extended nursing care So what I do is document specific things, so that the powers that be make the decision if our tax dollars support this member. Glad I don't make the decisions! Many of these cases come up for lawsuits- especially when services are denied when they once were receiving services. Documentation is key. Glad I had a really good mentor! Shirley and I are working together still this next week so I can help her with Complex care Case Managment. &lt;br /&gt;Whew! that brings you up to date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5333777812392872542?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5333777812392872542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5333777812392872542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5333777812392872542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5333777812392872542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-on-blog.html' title='Back on blog!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-538431604046312263</id><published>2009-10-21T23:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:16:49.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Ok today, I was in "Immersion"  training. I've been well taught- as I was teaching the instructor how to send a fax from the computer- correctly according to the NEW policy! Yeah me and my mentor!! Thanks Robin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate outside by myself today and enjoyed some fresh air and people watching untill.....&lt;br /&gt;I saw this young-ish woman (maybe in her late 20's or 30's can't tell) walking between the two buildings, I thought from a distance she was smoking, but as she passed by me to go into the buiding behind me, Inoticed she was SUCKING HER THUMB! Not only that, she was moving her other fingers like she was playing the Trumpet! She removed her thumb long enough to open the outside door, and stuck it back into her mouth as she entered the room. HOW crazy is that?? FLu season- to old to suck your thumb, she MUST have been having a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on my first assignment! George- a guy living south of where I live, very sick young man- born the same year I graduated from high school, maybe even the same DAY! Talk about irony...anyway, really nice guy. Friendly, I am enjoying working with him. I am still getting all my drives, programs and software set up- after a month being there. I wish I was smart enough to know how to do my job without all the questions, but I know that's part of the learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just joined Nano-write-more writing contest Marne has been yakking about for  a year. I found the notebook with the sketches of my "someday book" we'll see. This contest- there is no tangible prize but perhaps something that might resemble something that gets published... but you write 50,000 words in the month of November. We'll see if I have that many words in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed, I want to get up and start chili- but it's looking like no so far tonight. :(&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-538431604046312263?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/538431604046312263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=538431604046312263&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/538431604046312263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/538431604046312263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1816947039688799134</id><published>2009-10-18T22:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T23:11:00.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brief update'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you!!&lt;br /&gt;Time has zoomed by and I've been very behind- in LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, Mom was here, bought a condo- close tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Found a place for Uncle Bob- one waiting list!&lt;br /&gt;Zoomed up to Iowa for a quick trip - moved my sweet grandma into a nursing home where she was comforted to know she was there. She said "not much longer" very sad! BUT, a month later and she's still kickin!&lt;br /&gt;Got to see family again- always fun.&lt;br /&gt;Started a new job- Nurse Case Manager for Americhoice with United Health Care. I am in intensive training the next two weeks..&lt;br /&gt;Kelsey is sick- has been for a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Marne has the flu this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Jon - trouble! Looking forward to Oct 26 to be behind us&lt;br /&gt;Bob is having gout attacks and is suffering.&lt;br /&gt;We bought a new (slightly used) Sleep number bed- I'm a 50! LOL&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new laptop! I'm looking into Nano Write more on the prompting of Marne- challenge to write 50K words in November. I've always thought my idea of a book would be interesting- probably only to me but what a kick it would be to do it.&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying my laptop!  Can't wait to buy  Photoshop sometime. I also have dreams about a new cell phone- debating about an iPhone or back to the crackberry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go to bed, because I work tomorrow and I should be sleeping!&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1816947039688799134?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1816947039688799134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1816947039688799134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1816947039688799134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1816947039688799134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-blog-i-missed-you-time-has-zoomed.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5838472918836711109</id><published>2009-08-28T07:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T08:25:22.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is a happenin!</title><content type='html'>I've missed you blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back up= need a little catch up time, since last we chatted. Mom and I have scoped out the PERFECT place for her, and for Uncle Bob when it comes time for them to move! She is bidding on a condo about 15 miles from here- EASY access to us, to shopping, and to Bob's place! Uncle Bob- will qualify for senior housing! We are submitting the bid for mom's today, and if accepted, we are putting Bob on the waiting list. They will literally be about 5 blocks from each other! Long term this is good for me- as they need more attention- I can see both and not have to travel far at all. I think it's a good place for Bob- lots of guys just sitting around outside, he'll have plenty to talk to, and get to know. Walmart is about 1/2 mile away- and for now, he's able to walk that and help himself in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's place is adorable! She'll have three bedrooms to stuff, and a garage! She'll have her craft room available and no yard work to worry about. I think it scares her, and I can see some anxiety in realizing that she can't have all that she has now, but I'm praying that this will release her from the bondage of so much clutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday- was a great and horrible day. Started off Mom and I were going to go shopping, got a call that will change our lives at least for the last half of this year. Jon is in trouble at school again. Without going into it here, he is attending Smyrna West now (the alternative school) we've been down this road once with him before, and his story doesn't add up. Something is "hinky" as my old boss Cheryl would say. I just ache in knowing what he's done to himself. Losing his position in JROTC, his friends, and his pride. Stupid decisions- the boy must learn life the hardest way possible it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a GREAT call!! I got offered one of the two jobs I'm most interested in! The pay is at the top of what they are able to offer- it is a Diabetes Educator for Public Health. This is not a glamourous job by any means- LOTS of hard work, but I'm excited for the challenge! Really was hoping for the HIGHER paying job, but I'm excited for this opportunity as well! God has ABSOLUTELY blessed me beyond my hopes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I attended the advisory council board meeting. What a mixed bag of emotions that is! I am angry at my former boss, for many reasons, some of them personal. I felt that I was on outsider for the first time in years.  I am moved to a few key points- none of which I can go into here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5838472918836711109?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5838472918836711109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5838472918836711109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5838472918836711109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5838472918836711109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/change-is-happenin.html' title='Change is a happenin!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8311755773282342602</id><published>2009-08-17T17:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:14:47.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time of life'/><title type='text'>Blog abandon</title><content type='html'>This has been one heck of a ride!&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day- unemployed! I left Graceworks- to go back into nursing. (that's the company line) I'll leave it at that- those who want to know more- email me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out I was going to be leaving last week. I applied for about 4 or 5 jobs online. I've had one in person interview- with a second interview scheduled next week, one phone interview with a pending back ground check should hear about that either today or tomorrow... have another interview scheduled for Wednesday, and declined further investigation on one job. The last job I applied for- ended up not hiring at the moment. No further action needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten my new cell phone- my old one. I gave up the blackberry- that was more difficult than leaving the job! I am a crackberry addict! Bob and I agreed, until I find a job and see what it demands (and pays) will determine if I get a new phone or not on our plan. Drooled at the iPhone! and AT&amp;amp;T has blackberrys too- I drooled on those as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a lot done today (so far) 3 loads laundry, dishes, fed cats, emptied trash, read two Sunday papers, walked on tread mill for 1/2 mile- not a lot of walking but I started! Had lunch with my friend Angela and daughter Kelsey- activated phone *see above,  went to old job and turned in phone, and picked up paycheck, went to bank, got notary to sign paperwork for Jon, and tonight is bible study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is coming in three days- I have MEGA house work to do....in between tomorrow's meeting for HMA, and going out for drinks later that evening after everyone else works. Guess I better have a productive morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to find my phone charger tonight, find my camera charger tonight- since breaking up my office things are a little helter skelter here- nothing that a week of hard work won't fix--- if I had a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to new beginnings!! Praying for the best- and expecting nothing less!!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll have a little time to scrapbook???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8311755773282342602?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8311755773282342602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8311755773282342602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8311755773282342602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8311755773282342602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-abandon.html' title='Blog abandon'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4079907674734862337</id><published>2009-07-01T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:50:34.559-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog neglect</title><content type='html'>Man- has it really been this long on my blog??&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how time has flown by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook has become my new addiction- cuz I can do it from my black berry- blogging takes time in front of the keysboard and not on Farmtown which is a game on facebook. The addictions I pour into!!&lt;br /&gt; I really don't have a lot to say for the blog, My status is on my face book pages sometimes twice a day. I enjoy the now 211 friends I have-and hearing how their day is going...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to the High school reunion. I needed something to look foward to these days. With Change comes a lot of strife- and I'm strifing right now through my job, but the horizon may look brighter the closer I get to it- right now it feels miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and my financial future are fluxing- he's retiring August 1st. It's been great having him home, seeing him more relaxed and happy than I've seen him in  a LONG TIME! But we've both had a few sleepless nights over finances and the future. TRUSTING IN GOD- is where we have to walk now! Great place and scarey place at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home to eat I'm famished (sp?) VERY HUNGRY!! LOL&lt;br /&gt; I pledge not to neglect my blog for as long as I have this time! We'll see how that goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4079907674734862337?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4079907674734862337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4079907674734862337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4079907674734862337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4079907674734862337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-neglect.html' title='Blog neglect'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3297767341655162806</id><published>2009-05-11T16:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:56:37.299-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's day weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibB5r2WLI/AAAAAAAAAxU/qP6yjAJmZaU/s1600-h/IMG00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334684215587264690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibB5r2WLI/AAAAAAAAAxU/qP6yjAJmZaU/s200/IMG00126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibBmI6F-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/iO_uPpLgUU0/s1600-h/IMG00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334684210340435938" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibBmI6F-I/AAAAAAAAAxM/iO_uPpLgUU0/s200/IMG00125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibBamMLeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mkwP2broG5w/s1600-h/IMG00123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334684207242030562" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibBamMLeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/mkwP2broG5w/s200/IMG00123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibBsiLt5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/7E454a9VUug/s1600-h/IMG00124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334684212057061266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibBsiLt5I/AAAAAAAAAxE/7E454a9VUug/s200/IMG00124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Mother's Day weekend- ok I know that sounds crazy- whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday night-&lt;/strong&gt; I got to share a movie with my daughters! Ghosts of Girlfriends Past with Mathew McConehey (sp) and Jennifer (Gardner)Aflack. We really enjoyed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday before Mother's Day&lt;/strong&gt;- I spent most of the day at Work- doing the annual Postal food drive- (see pictures above) about 550 bags of food were collected. (I think-total count isn't finished yet) It was muggy but at least our prayers were answered- NO rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;- My dd and ds went to church with me, then oldest dd and I did something totally cheesey- we sang Kareoke to Mama Mia! LOL We cracked each other up! DH and Ds went to Star Trek, DD went to Ren fest- I sat on porch, read and facebooked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that evening dh &amp;amp;ds bring back rotisserie chicken and instant potatoes, and we have dinner- no cake or pie :( Here is the not good part- dh didn't take ds out to buy anything AND did not have a gift for me either. Before I sound totally like a shrew here- it's not the gift- its the effort and the thought! HE (DH) GOT ME NOTHING!! and what's worse- he didn't help ds get me anything. My middle dd is throwing a scrapbooking crop all day next Saturday for me at our church. Marne got me a beautiful photo she shot, mounted and signed (even if it was of me- what she wrote was very beautiful) and a couple of "mommy books" that I know I'll enjoy looking at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did call my mom (and step mom) and talked to my mom for a long while- she called while visiting my Grandma- poor Grandma- she can't really hear well enough to carry on a conversation and she asks "how are you doing" about 30 times- I miss my Grandma I grew up with- not the debilitated lady that now lives in my Grandma's body. Bitter sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back to work today&lt;/strong&gt;- drove the Graceworks TRUCK to Nolensville to pick up another food drive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Sgid6dHgThI/AAAAAAAAAxs/E5qzHpVsdEU/s1600-h/Graceworks+Truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334687386194431506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Sgid6dHgThI/AAAAAAAAAxs/E5qzHpVsdEU/s200/Graceworks+Truck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WHAT A GAS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bible study tonight- then meetings tomorrow to work on Volunteer stuff!! WOO HOO! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I live the life huh?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3297767341655162806?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3297767341655162806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3297767341655162806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3297767341655162806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3297767341655162806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-weekend.html' title='Mother&apos;s day weekend'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SgibB5r2WLI/AAAAAAAAAxU/qP6yjAJmZaU/s72-c/IMG00126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1451546908305960946</id><published>2009-04-18T14:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T14:52:25.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch up and all that jazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seosh-JWZkI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Tkoi0oWjhrg/s1600-h/Bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118471448553026" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seosh-JWZkI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Tkoi0oWjhrg/s200/Bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Easter Sunday- Bob and Jon and the kids have done it again! They cooked dinner and did most of the clean up! I'm so proud of my family. Bob is a little tired from working so hard on the meal (and the kitchen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeoshlhOcHI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Fh5Ahwn44gs/s1600-h/Marne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118464837808242" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeoshlhOcHI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Fh5Ahwn44gs/s200/Marne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVy9S9HI/AAAAAAAAAvs/_KEZXed47Jc/s1600-h/Kelsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118262286775410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVy9S9HI/AAAAAAAAAvs/_KEZXed47Jc/s200/Kelsey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Marne is happy we are sitting at the table- minus all the scrapbook stuff for a change&lt;br /&gt; Kelsey is happy to be spending time with the family- she has been working a lot of even shifts (like Bob) and we don't get to see her much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVty2qzI/AAAAAAAAAvk/_M5Pl6SEvv8/s1600-h/Jon+carving+the+Turkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118260900801330" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVty2qzI/AAAAAAAAAvk/_M5Pl6SEvv8/s200/Jon+carving+the+Turkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jon has the priveledge of carving this year- for his first time he put the MASTERS to shame! I think he's just inherited the job from now on.&lt;br /&gt;Yes- that's me posing with the turkey- although I can't eat much as I just got my lap-band re-adjusted and I'm eating VERY little right now- it sure did taste good (what I had of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVrLvfrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zcpg4Nw6bvg/s1600-h/Easter+Dinner-+Me+and+a+leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118260199882418" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVrLvfrI/AAAAAAAAAvc/zcpg4Nw6bvg/s200/Easter+Dinner-+Me+and+a+leg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVaQqeCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/uNhXXG5p_iI/s1600-h/Becky+and+Susan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118255657121826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVaQqeCI/AAAAAAAAAvU/uNhXXG5p_iI/s200/Becky+and+Susan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6d80d9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/q8E2GQZKB1Q/s1600-h/Graceworks+dinner-WxW+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Today I participated in the Walk Across Williamson Event &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in Franklin at Liberty School. With my bad knee my participation was very limited but I attended and was proud that we had almost a dozen BGA volunteers that helped as well. This is Susan, Becky and (I'm sorry I'm bad with names but a really nice gal) with Susan's dog Beasley0- ok, yeah I remember the DOG'S name - but I got a kiss from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVYo27vI/AAAAAAAAAvM/ZfzMRyEZs_c/s1600-h/walkers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326118255221731058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeosVYo27vI/AAAAAAAAAvM/ZfzMRyEZs_c/s200/walkers+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walkers     &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6gE2CFI/AAAAAAAAAvE/-UemnaC946A/s1600-h/Graceworks+dinner-WxW+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326117793361692754" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6gE2CFI/AAAAAAAAAvE/-UemnaC946A/s200/Graceworks+dinner-WxW+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elaine (my partner in crime and Ms. Mary Mills- County Commisioner and Chair for the Williamson County Health Council.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Night we had our Annual Fund raiser- for Graceworks, we had cloggers that entertained us as well as two bands (one of my favorite- Runaway Freight)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6M1VzNI/AAAAAAAAAus/d6ajULQxWVw/s1600-h/cloggers+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326117788196392146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6M1VzNI/AAAAAAAAAus/d6ajULQxWVw/s200/cloggers+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seorlo7gOiI/AAAAAAAAAuM/tXM9a1KM2KM/s1600-h/cloggers+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeorliOgiOI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8a8FPDhq9jQ/s1600-h/cloggers+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326117433161844962" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeorliOgiOI/AAAAAAAAAuE/8a8FPDhq9jQ/s200/cloggers+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6P2vdhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/wsOpGlkRmrU/s1600-h/Jon+and+Melba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326117789007574546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seor6P2vdhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/wsOpGlkRmrU/s200/Jon+and+Melba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeorlviDiJI/AAAAAAAAAuU/r_DZ9H3g8-s/s1600-h/Graceworks+dinner-WxW+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326117436733491346" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SeorlviDiJI/AAAAAAAAAuU/r_DZ9H3g8-s/s200/Graceworks+dinner-WxW+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This is one of my very favorite clients Melba-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; she is pictured here with Jon and Bob Headley.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her story is very compelling and she lovingly was one of our client testimonies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a gem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1451546908305960946?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1451546908305960946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1451546908305960946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1451546908305960946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1451546908305960946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-catch-up-and-all-that-jazz.html' title='Playing catch up and all that jazz'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Seosh-JWZkI/AAAAAAAAAv8/Tkoi0oWjhrg/s72-c/Bob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1918245970741823111</id><published>2009-04-13T16:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:57:12.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Networking</title><content type='html'>I have been caught up on the technology network community and really letting it take to much of my real-life time.&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a shock to many of my friends.... but Facebook and twitter have taken over the world!!&lt;br /&gt;I was at lunch with Elizabeth from work and a friend of ours, and he casually mentioned he was on FB- I immediately had this rush of excitement.. pulled out the new Blackberry, quickly pulled up FB and found him in the friends! OH I just HAD to add him. I collect friends on facebook like I collect scrapbook supplies. You never know how many you need..just get MORE! I seriously have an addiction and somewhere in my twisted mind, I equate personal wealth with how many friends on Facebook I can have!! LOL Now, I know that my TRUE worth is only in HIM! My God and my saviour..and I'm worthless without HIM!...but that's beside the point in my puny little mind. Next topic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the storms of last week have devastated our community of Murfreesboro, please see these links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.richardcall.net/2009/04/10/todays-tornado-damage-in-murfreesboro-tn/"&gt;http://blog.richardcall.net/2009/04/10/todays-tornado-damage-in-murfreesboro-tn/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat home, we are safe thank GOD..and life is going on. We still are in limbo with Bob's job at GM and this is causing quite a lot of tension, but we know that GOD has a plan. We just have to wait and see what our part is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten a new title at work..I am now the Client Services Director/Parish nurse. I'm still running my program full time but now have the additional responsibility of all client services. Right now, my focus is getting our volunteers trained and empowered to make informed decisions. I am in the process of thinking of restructure to better fit the model of volunteers and assistance that our new Executive Director would like to see us go. It has been a challenge and at times a headache, but the outcome will be (hopefully) so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I have today! God Bless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1918245970741823111?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1918245970741823111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1918245970741823111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1918245970741823111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1918245970741823111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/04/networking.html' title='Networking'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-492262152009925824</id><published>2009-03-24T20:34:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:18:30.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ61BRmII/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y8yo4t6YEcw/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmNHcyq9-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/2CBR-oNHWWU/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316935994214905826" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmNHcyq9-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/2CBR-oNHWWU/s200/Williamsburg+09+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted to post a few of the 125 pics I've taken SO FAR- and we're only 3 days into it!!&lt;br /&gt;I love the history of colonial Virginia!Who knew it was So much fun to Learn? yesterday we Listened to Martha Washington and learned So much! George Washington did not have a middle name- and didn't have children. Ok, most people know this stuff but it was fresh for me. Here are just a FEW of the pics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmObkFu_vI/AAAAAAAAAs8/x31iXeyGzM8/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316937439282921202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmObkFu_vI/AAAAAAAAAs8/x31iXeyGzM8/s200/Williamsburg+09+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the govenor's Palace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmOcBmFlaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zg5sRdSrXT4/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316937447203247522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmOcBmFlaI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zg5sRdSrXT4/s200/Williamsburg+09+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmOcSsSYjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/FF6roxP1SsE/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316937451792654898" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmOcSsSYjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/FF6roxP1SsE/s200/Williamsburg+09+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmOcUnIgsI/AAAAAAAAAtU/-dKs-43g17A/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316937452307907266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmOcUnIgsI/AAAAAAAAAtU/-dKs-43g17A/s200/Williamsburg+09+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         Bob and Jon at the Foundary holding a 18th century musket, and my facination with spoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ5lr5SwI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_stRIH2pwnE/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316940154130746114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ5lr5SwI/AAAAAAAAAtc/_stRIH2pwnE/s200/Williamsburg+09+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Wythe house- basket weaving, (not usual at this time but wanted to demonstrate how baskets are made)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ61BRmII/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y8yo4t6YEcw/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316940175426820226" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ61BRmII/AAAAAAAAAt0/Y8yo4t6YEcw/s200/Williamsburg+09+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the Wythe home, Presidents Washington and Jefferson were mentored by Mr. Wythe! I loved these dolls on a dresser upstairs.                                                                    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ50651TI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xvZRnUyH9rU/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316940158220227890" style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ50651TI/AAAAAAAAAtk/xvZRnUyH9rU/s200/Williamsburg+09+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lunch at the inn- Brunswick stew- (unfortunately - ha ha) they didn't have possum! Just made of chicken and the corn bread was to DIE for! My hubby had a GREAT beer that can only be found in two places! Here and in Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ6eBkZEI/AAAAAAAAAts/3ooCjvZ1uz8/s1600-h/Williamsburg+09+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316940169254036546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmQ6eBkZEI/AAAAAAAAAts/3ooCjvZ1uz8/s200/Williamsburg+09+109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dinner out at the City Grill- OH LA LA!! Beef tenderloin with crab cake, mashed potatoes, served on corn bread and steamed veggies with a glass of wine! PIGGY HEAVEN!!                                                                                  Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-492262152009925824?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/492262152009925824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=492262152009925824&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/492262152009925824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/492262152009925824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/03/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/ScmNHcyq9-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/2CBR-oNHWWU/s72-c/Williamsburg+09+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3670492077829569971</id><published>2009-02-23T10:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:07:16.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Allen Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="pyzam-familysticker-start" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/familysticker"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 431px; 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The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, 'OK old man, time for you to retire.' The old rooster replies, 'Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these chickens. Look what it has done to me Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?' The young rooster says, 'Beat it: You are washed up and I am taking over.' The old rooster says, 'I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets the exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop.' The young rooster laughs. 'You know you don't stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair, I will give you a head start.' The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters running by. The Old Rooster is squawking and running as hard as he can. The Farmer grabs his shotgun and- BOOM - he blows the young rooster to bits. The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, 'Dang...Third queer rooster I bought this month.'&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Moral of this story?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with the OLDER GENERATION age, skill, wisdom, and a little treachery always overcome youth and arrogance!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;Lovingly??? well just  written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4413961835397789808?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4413961835397789808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4413961835397789808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4413961835397789808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4413961835397789808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/cranky.html' title='Cranky'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2427739514065553326</id><published>2009-02-06T19:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T19:42:31.613-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A kiss from heaven</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm behind on my HSMSHS (His space,my space, her space blog challenge) of a picture a day- so this weekend I"m going on a picture safari. I need this creative time as I have been working very hard. It is 7:45 p.m. on a FRIDAY NIGHT and I'm still at work- just finishing up a bunch of loose ends and taking a moment to post on the blog-o-sphere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to post this pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SYzl9AB1kcI/AAAAAAAAAsc/oFdLj--G9IE/s1600-h/flowers+from+Charles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299863697650717122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SYzl9AB1kcI/AAAAAAAAAsc/oFdLj--G9IE/s320/flowers+from+Charles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got it from a client.  His name is the same as my late-grandfather's, although we are definately not related. I was honored to be part of helping purchase an artificial leg for him. Did you know that Medicare won't replace a prosthesis? His was in such bad shape- that he kept getting infections from it cutting him! I was appalled by the treatment he recieved. With God's help- I was used to get his custom fit leg for him- at no cost to him! Those go for around $7000-$8000! This was about 2 years ago, and he sent me flowers (and chocolate)to thank me again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I say this is a kiss from Heaven - it has been 5 years working here at Graceworks Ministries. My previous work history has been five and move on. This confirmed for me that God is not done using me here.  I don't take this appointment lightly either. There are so many hurting people and I am so blessed to be able to serve and help them find hope!&lt;br /&gt;I pray that I reflect God's loving heart to those hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr. C- I love the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2427739514065553326?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2427739514065553326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2427739514065553326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2427739514065553326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2427739514065553326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/02/kiss-from-heaven.html' title='A kiss from heaven'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SYzl9AB1kcI/AAAAAAAAAsc/oFdLj--G9IE/s72-c/flowers+from+Charles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-716023563819913565</id><published>2009-01-16T15:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:13:40.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS SQUARE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SXD4ZceX-PI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZiWIK405Yzs/s1600-h/blog+giveaway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292002678184343794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SXD4ZceX-PI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZiWIK405Yzs/s320/blog+giveaway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, this one is a cheat- and I'll really put one of my pictures up later..butover at Happy Daisy she is having another give away!! Check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://happydaisyaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://happydaisyaz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-716023563819913565?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/716023563819913565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=716023563819913565&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/716023563819913565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/716023563819913565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-square.html' title='HSMSHS SQUARE'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SXD4ZceX-PI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/ZiWIK405Yzs/s72-c/blog+giveaway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3648566557082124173</id><published>2009-01-15T14:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T14:59:28.317-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS-Jolly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to do this quickly as I'm about to go into dah new boss's office and meet with da new boss and da new board president. Always stress provoking when on the hot seat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughter is the best medicine...so I looked around the office and of course- the answer was clear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW-ibULkCsI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NeZUaHrczoA/s1600-h/clown+nurse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291626677340998338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW-ibULkCsI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NeZUaHrczoA/s320/clown+nurse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This little gal represents a special time in our lives. While we lived in Iowa before our youngest was born, our friends were starting clowning and earning extra income.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My reformed-stand-up-comic-and-semi-retired-community-theater-actor husband tried on the grease paint and from that day forward couldn't get it out of his system. It looked like so much fun it wasn't long before I was joining in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first paying "gig" was for a podiatrist. His wife hired us for April Fool's Day prank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went as "Stitches" the nurse clown, and hubby as Zip-N-Zap the patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wrote a special skit just for him, which we performed many times for birthday parties and company picnics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stitches had to have a stethescope -so I took the end of the toilet plunger and stuck it on the end of a real stethescope. (very similar to this gal)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I saw her on E-bay I just had to have her..she provides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jolly in my space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3648566557082124173?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3648566557082124173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3648566557082124173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3648566557082124173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3648566557082124173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-jolly.html' title='HSMSHS-Jolly'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW-ibULkCsI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NeZUaHrczoA/s72-c/clown+nurse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2841907581521560031</id><published>2009-01-14T17:09:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:18:51.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS Challenge- SPORT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5yLaK6TbI/AAAAAAAAAr4/vhUrQChyHUU/s1600-h/Kyler+swinging.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291292152536124850" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5yLaK6TbI/AAAAAAAAAr4/vhUrQChyHUU/s320/Kyler+swinging.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Kyler at T-Ball, Sammy's golf trophy- (look out Tiger) and Jack on the court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5xl66n5eI/AAAAAAAAArw/rckuSumaYE8/s1600-h/Sammy+with+trophy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291291508491150818" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5xl66n5eI/AAAAAAAAArw/rckuSumaYE8/s320/Sammy+with+trophy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5xKaNCwEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/97wHWPBdZDY/s1600-h/Jack+on+the+court.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291291035853570114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5xKaNCwEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/97wHWPBdZDY/s320/Jack+on+the+court.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, this family is NOT sport minded. I already posted my new treadmill that the cat has been having fun batting at and watching run...but that's the extent of it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but my nephews..they are into sports so this is a nod to them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovingly Taken by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2841907581521560031?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2841907581521560031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2841907581521560031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2841907581521560031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2841907581521560031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-challenge-sport.html' title='HSMSHS Challenge- SPORT'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5yLaK6TbI/AAAAAAAAAr4/vhUrQChyHUU/s72-c/Kyler+swinging.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8033220202897888461</id><published>2009-01-14T17:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:08:50.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS Handle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5wdzPMtYI/AAAAAAAAArI/F-Pmz1QrQag/s1600-h/cabinte+handle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291290269479384450" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5wdzPMtYI/AAAAAAAAArI/F-Pmz1QrQag/s320/cabinte+handle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5wdniwo7I/AAAAAAAAArA/iDpI5z92_YI/s1600-h/buffet+handle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291290266340205490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5wdniwo7I/AAAAAAAAArA/iDpI5z92_YI/s320/buffet+handle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This buffet has such a sweet story. My grandfather and grandmother bought this buffet for $2.00 when they were first married, and Grandpa refinished it. But on the side remains some water damage as it was by a sink when they bought it. It is now in my house holding some of those same linens that Grandma had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8033220202897888461?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8033220202897888461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8033220202897888461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8033220202897888461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8033220202897888461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-handle.html' title='HSMSHS Handle'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SW5wdzPMtYI/AAAAAAAAArI/F-Pmz1QrQag/s72-c/cabinte+handle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8225479210821694344</id><published>2009-01-13T10:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T10:38:51.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog contest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mycreative-cafe.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/chipboard-books.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIN your own rainbow of Creative Cafe products worth $100 (retail)! Yes, we said worth one hundred dollars! Oooooooooh… that will include the flocked papers shown above, these adorable chipboard books, a rainbow of polka dot felt, and much, much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just go to : &lt;a href="http://mycreative-cafe.com/blog/?p=457"&gt;http://mycreative-cafe.com/blog/?p=457&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWzC-0c5zLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/u6bSabb9s2M/s1600-h/chipboard-books.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290818046741040306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWzC-0c5zLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/u6bSabb9s2M/s320/chipboard-books.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please add my email address: &lt;a href="mailto:st1tches1@aol.com"&gt;st1tches1@aol.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you WIN? It’s easy… all you have to do, is refer as many of your friends as you can to the Creative Cafe Blog Party! Simply have your new friends post, and mention your email address in their post. We’ll pick our winner next Saturday. The person that refers the most friends WINS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8225479210821694344?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8225479210821694344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8225479210821694344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8225479210821694344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8225479210821694344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-contest.html' title='New Blog contest!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWzC-0c5zLI/AAAAAAAAAq4/u6bSabb9s2M/s72-c/chipboard-books.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7636364276497929259</id><published>2009-01-12T16:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:32:54.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS Challenge catch up for the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Technology- in my space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just bought this (gently used) treadmill from my neighbors &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in order to fulfill one of my resolutions (start walking more)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Have I used it yet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No- but there's hope for another day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight's goal is to find an outlet and move it from in front of the front door! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's enough exercise right- moving the exercise equipment?? HA HA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBXij-UhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/aMFNudO9TxE/s1600-h/treadmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290534797435621906" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBXij-UhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/aMFNudO9TxE/s320/treadmill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Part B of Technology:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This originally was a confession of what I did this weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not meeting my resolution goals I ate like there was no tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is just ONE of the offending items! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But- in the background is my "technology part 2" The calculator and the cordless phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBXeaS2II/AAAAAAAAAqo/15-hMiGIhGQ/s1600-h/fritos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290534796321282178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBXeaS2II/AAAAAAAAAqo/15-hMiGIhGQ/s320/fritos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was taken a year ago- visiting in Iowa with my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE to think about snow- hate to drive in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBWbg0SjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/8VxkTlijXZk/s1600-h/winter+fixed.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290534778363464242" style="WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBWbg0SjI/AAAAAAAAAqY/8VxkTlijXZk/s320/winter+fixed.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;SPS + 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this picture is taken a year ago- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it was  a self portrait while trying to wrangle my nephew for a photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBWqPU2nI/AAAAAAAAAqg/rN3GqW4T9XY/s1600-h/Eye+to+Eye+Sam+and+I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290534782316632690" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBWqPU2nI/AAAAAAAAAqg/rN3GqW4T9XY/s320/Eye+to+Eye+Sam+and+I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7636364276497929259?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7636364276497929259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7636364276497929259&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7636364276497929259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7636364276497929259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-challenge-catch-up-for-weekend.html' title='HSMSHS Challenge catch up for the weekend'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWvBXij-UhI/AAAAAAAAAqw/aMFNudO9TxE/s72-c/treadmill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1119233888817410512</id><published>2009-01-09T11:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:56:21.222-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS- Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWePvZewxFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/J6fHiCXpOAQ/s1600-h/handmade+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289354331826472018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWePvZewxFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/J6fHiCXpOAQ/s320/handmade+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a picture of a small doll quilt made lovingly by my Great-Grandma Moulds. I now have it on a family trunk, but today, Sweetie decided to claim it as her own in the sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1119233888817410512?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1119233888817410512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1119233888817410512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1119233888817410512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1119233888817410512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-old.html' title='HSMSHS- Old'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWePvZewxFI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/J6fHiCXpOAQ/s72-c/handmade+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1375610672172389778</id><published>2009-01-09T10:33:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:57:43.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home made</title><content type='html'>These are the most recent scrapbook pages I have done: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9iPLzHkI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qJQeAfcZjDQ/s1600-h/pontoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289334314514980418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9iPLzHkI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qJQeAfcZjDQ/s320/pontoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9ihSY9zI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BVA-ja0OODU/s1600-h/ski+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289334319374464818" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9ihSY9zI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BVA-ja0OODU/s320/ski+do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9ihSY9zI/AAAAAAAAAqI/BVA-ja0OODU/s1600-h/ski+do.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9iehWI_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bgE5IwuCP_M/s1600-h/sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289334318631887858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9iehWI_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/bgE5IwuCP_M/s320/sam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9ho0yGbI/AAAAAAAAApo/1fy-oSa1gZA/s1600-h/jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289334304217897394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9ho0yGbI/AAAAAAAAApo/1fy-oSa1gZA/s320/jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd82t7nFtI/AAAAAAAAApg/IC5GWx5kqW0/s1600-h/hollie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333566854338258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd82t7nFtI/AAAAAAAAApg/IC5GWx5kqW0/s320/hollie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9hk7RynI/AAAAAAAAApw/Mleo0qKQdF4/s1600-h/jon+8+grade+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289334303171398258" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9hk7RynI/AAAAAAAAApw/Mleo0qKQdF4/s320/jon+8+grade+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd81aSgwSI/AAAAAAAAApY/pUKmtMwEisg/s1600-h/dorene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333544401813794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd81aSgwSI/AAAAAAAAApY/pUKmtMwEisg/s320/dorene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd80oQTEpI/AAAAAAAAApQ/tylSlV_q67I/s1600-h/best.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333530970755730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd80oQTEpI/AAAAAAAAApQ/tylSlV_q67I/s320/best.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd8zjZr0RI/AAAAAAAAApA/xe0fqX_uih0/s1600-h/adorable+dog+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333512488079634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd8zjZr0RI/AAAAAAAAApA/xe0fqX_uih0/s320/adorable+dog+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd80MHR26I/AAAAAAAAApI/x9xy2i0y7Fg/s1600-h/adorable+dog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333523416734626" style="WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd80MHR26I/AAAAAAAAApI/x9xy2i0y7Fg/s320/adorable+dog+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1375610672172389778?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1375610672172389778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1375610672172389778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1375610672172389778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1375610672172389778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-made.html' title='Home made'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWd9iPLzHkI/AAAAAAAAAp4/qJQeAfcZjDQ/s72-c/pontoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2856459840895411227</id><published>2009-01-08T14:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:39:43.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS- Sphere</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWZkYoetdcI/AAAAAAAAAow/P7uE5arfhDM/s1600-h/chair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289025186739090882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWZkYoetdcI/AAAAAAAAAow/P7uE5arfhDM/s320/chair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember as a kid, playing with the eight ball...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does he love me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will I get an "A" on the test?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I wear the red shirt today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My question today was...God, am I following your plan for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.... the answer??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ask me again later! LOL&lt;/div&gt;Guess I better say my prayers again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2856459840895411227?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2856459840895411227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2856459840895411227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2856459840895411227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2856459840895411227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs-sphere.html' title='HSMSHS- Sphere'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWZkYoetdcI/AAAAAAAAAow/P7uE5arfhDM/s72-c/chair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1283952143356684617</id><published>2009-01-06T14:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:09:45.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HSMSHS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWO6e3N_pXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/srkSGaMXxdo/s1600-h/Heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288275426844583282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWO6e3N_pXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/srkSGaMXxdo/s320/Heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEART&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1283952143356684617?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1283952143356684617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1283952143356684617&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1283952143356684617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1283952143356684617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/hsmshs.html' title='HSMSHS'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWO6e3N_pXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/srkSGaMXxdo/s72-c/Heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1415350400952396546</id><published>2009-01-06T12:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T13:53:36.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to do the POTD &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;challenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Picture of the day from this site: &lt;a href="http://www.anitamundt.typepad.com/hsmshs/)"&gt;http://www.anitamundt.typepad.com/hsmshs/)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As well as the Two peas weekly challenge...or attempt to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I am probably going to post a day or so later..as I have time at the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday's word is Beginnings... And the weekly was Ready set GO! So here we are! I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Couldn't decide so here are a few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First there is the BEGINNING of my new CRAFT ROOM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dh &amp;amp; ds spent Christmas-New Years week working on putting up walls! My room will be 14 x 20 and be ALL MINE (and Kelsey my scrapper daughter, and anyone that comes to visit!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HSMYHS: BEGINNINGS&lt;br /&gt;Picture from the doorway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz16IxyjI/AAAAAAAAAog/P3ZLsFbJvUE/s1600-h/craft+room+doorway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288268126183606834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz16IxyjI/AAAAAAAAAog/P3ZLsFbJvUE/s320/craft+room+doorway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz1ijetLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/GGuK0Uw9eX4/s1600-h/craft+room+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288268119853151410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz1ijetLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/GGuK0Uw9eX4/s320/craft+room+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my one window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz1ijetLI/AAAAAAAAAoY/GGuK0Uw9eX4/s1600-h/craft+room+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Oprah's best life is my other BEGINNING! I started on a vitamin regimen...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz0xRjLkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/crqbeCpmbIQ/s1600-h/vitamins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288268106624609858" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz0xRjLkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/crqbeCpmbIQ/s320/vitamins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz0H_0ryI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NPdUZzNDhis/s1600-h/Beginnings+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288268095544405794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz0H_0ryI/AAAAAAAAAoI/NPdUZzNDhis/s320/Beginnings+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready set GO! Weekly challenge : My food journal.... writing what I'm eating will give me a good idea of how I can improve nutrition and calories. Day 6 and counting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted Christmas yet...maybe tomorrow...Got work to do now.... and more on Oprah's Best Life and how it affects me as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1415350400952396546?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1415350400952396546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1415350400952396546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1415350400952396546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1415350400952396546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/beginnings.html' title='Beginnings'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SWOz16IxyjI/AAAAAAAAAog/P3ZLsFbJvUE/s72-c/craft+room+doorway.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-9157594156887509523</id><published>2009-01-04T15:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T15:54:25.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenge</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about starting a photo challenge this year...my friend Julie was doing one, HSMSHS (His Space/Myspace/Her Space) from a blog that I am just starting to follow..they have a word challenge and that is what you take the picture of that day.....&lt;br /&gt;Another is a weekly challenge from &lt;a href="http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;thread_id=2702715"&gt;http://www.twopeasinabucket.com/mb.asp?cmd=display&amp;amp;thread_id=2702715&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is there challenges starting tomorrow too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/5 Start... Ready, Set, Go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/12 Use of texture &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/19 Technology &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1/ 26 Hobbies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2/2 Home sweet Home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2/9 Love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2/16 heart of the....(city, house, etc.,)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 2/23 Before and after (SOOC vs PPing) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3/2 A few of my favorite things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3/9 Macros &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3/16 Safety/ Risk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3/23 Emotions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3/30 Ways to save &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4/6 Oh Baby &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4/13 Motion (Spin, jump, speed, hop, run, skip, fly, float etc) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4/20 Earth, Wind (or sky), and Fire/ Try your hand at night time shots too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4/27 Architectural Details &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5/4 Girly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5/11 Flowers &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5/18 Around Town ...as seen by a tourist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 5/25 Animals &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6/1 Opposites attract &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6/8 Backlighting or sunbursts/sun flare&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 6/15 All Boy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6/22 Dreams/pretend/Play &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6/29 Patriotic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7/6 Faces in strange places &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7/13 Water &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7/20 Public Art &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7/27 What is it? Extreme close-upsÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8/3 Landscapes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8/10 Hands, feet. fingers and toes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8/17 ABC or 123 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8/24 Shapes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8/31 Perspective &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9/7 There is Beauty All Around &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9/14 People, places and /or things &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9/21 secret hideouts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9/28 contrast &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10/5 Play that Funky music White boyÃ¢â‚¬Â¦ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10/12 Reflections &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10/19 Aperture differences (Depth of field) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10/26 Black &amp;amp; White &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11/2 Heroes/Tributes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11/9 Research &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11/16 Noise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11/23 Silver &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11/30 Traditions &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12/7 Bling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; 12/14 Dangling &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12/21 Cold or Christmas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12/28 Finish : A year in review &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I guess I better decide which I want to follow?? Starting tomorrow!!&lt;/p&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-9157594156887509523?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9157594156887509523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=9157594156887509523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/9157594156887509523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/9157594156887509523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/challenge.html' title='Challenge'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-6515687299057057781</id><published>2009-01-03T20:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:55:02.265-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blog contest</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm really behind on my blogging...mostly because work has been busy, and we've been off over the Christmas holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime (until I get my Christmas/New Year pictures up) I'm browsing websites at home--thanks to my sweet hubby and his broadband/laptop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this COOL blog- and she is offering a give away to blog followers! HEre is the link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.happydaisyaz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.happydaisyaz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out my scrappin buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking of doing a 365 challenge anyway, and wouldn't it be cool to WIN this kit??&lt;br /&gt;Please oh please miss scrapcandy???&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-6515687299057057781?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6515687299057057781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=6515687299057057781&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6515687299057057781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6515687299057057781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-contest.html' title='blog contest'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-6745010648284014292</id><published>2008-11-24T16:38:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:42:10.079-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbor fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH we are just hurting over a neighbor's loss of their home!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSstMyi8iYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/orLonYiluu4/s1600-h/Little+house+burned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272357486517324162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSstMyi8iYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/orLonYiluu4/s320/Little+house+burned.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please pray for Tommy and Bev Little- the front porch is what you are looking at- and that piece of sky that you are seeing is the back of their home. The neighborhood, and church have been great support- but this is a tragedy and need everyone's prayers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm afraid they lost their pets, but THANKFULLY no human lives were lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gives pause and truely a time to say "Thank you" to God for what we have. &lt;/div&gt; Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-6745010648284014292?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6745010648284014292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=6745010648284014292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6745010648284014292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6745010648284014292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/neighbor-fire.html' title='Neighbor fire'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSstMyi8iYI/AAAAAAAAAn4/orLonYiluu4/s72-c/Little+house+burned.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-9219247013092956131</id><published>2008-11-20T10:25:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T10:32:51.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion update and Christmas decorations!</title><content type='html'>Hey just noticed our "RIVALS" West High is having their reunion same weekend at the Marina. Should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to brag..I got my tree up already! See the pictures.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQC5NHjnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/q2XBJhVnLlY/s1600-h/tree+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777318297013874" style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQC5NHjnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/q2XBJhVnLlY/s320/tree+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDLsDV5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/5aSkEQU8VxA/s1600-h/tree+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777323258599314" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDLsDV5I/AAAAAAAAAnI/5aSkEQU8VxA/s320/tree+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It took forever to drink all these!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDRzc3kI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QuMJhxcyUwo/s1600-h/tree+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777324900245058" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDRzc3kI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/QuMJhxcyUwo/s320/tree+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDrWL0OI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wAHlmoGfbcQ/s1600-h/tree+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777331756814562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDrWL0OI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wAHlmoGfbcQ/s320/tree+4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQDrWL0OI/AAAAAAAAAnY/wAHlmoGfbcQ/s1600-h/tree+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;            &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQD9Dm5vI/AAAAAAAAAng/VsPN6Gqe1EY/s1600-h/tree+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777336510736114" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQD9Dm5vI/AAAAAAAAAng/VsPN6Gqe1EY/s320/tree+5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here it is finished!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQJnk1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAno/mEWaxKO26d4/s1600-h/tree+6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270777433823732754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQJnk1ZBI/AAAAAAAAAno/mEWaxKO26d4/s320/tree+6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;AIN'T it PRETTY???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A.K.A. The Redneck Christmas Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-9219247013092956131?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9219247013092956131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=9219247013092956131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/9219247013092956131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/9219247013092956131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/reunion-update-and-christmas.html' title='Reunion update and Christmas decorations!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSWQC5NHjnI/AAAAAAAAAnA/q2XBJhVnLlY/s72-c/tree+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1268969279945842247</id><published>2008-11-19T10:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:11:41.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice from the past</title><content type='html'>I got the best message from a fellow classmate related to my high school reunion yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing the healing that comes from kind words! My classmate brought up the fact that I was teased (awefully) by kids in my class - as far as my classmate knew- only when we were attending together, but truth be told, the teasing followed me from Hunt Elementary to  Washington Elementary, to East Junior and to some degree North Junior. I'm sure I had some part in that by my actions- but in the throws of it, it felt like it was all their fault that they were picking on me. I blamed it on my health issues from birth- not being able to breath thru my nose, the MULTIPLE surgeries, I blamed it on my mom for being a single mom, for having to work instead of be the cool room mother-- there is a lot of finger pointing going on in my young mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My former classmate wrote a very sweet message of forgiveness and healing that touched me to the core. Amazing how you can influence someone's life with a smile, kind word or action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer today is to ask God to remind me of this today as I see clients who need that smile, kind word, encouragement... especially since they are in the throws of hurt and anger with the economy, their family, their health issues... whatever their struggles are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you former classmate- if you happen on this website, you know who you are- and please know your words mean the world to me. God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1268969279945842247?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1268969279945842247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1268969279945842247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1268969279945842247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1268969279945842247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/voice-from-past.html' title='Voice from the past'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-9079384967579793851</id><published>2008-11-17T14:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:01:02.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PARTY THAT I ALMOST MISSED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHddyMBPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/MsRucYMRb4s/s1600-h/Me+and+Co.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269736542758321282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHddyMBPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/MsRucYMRb4s/s320/Me+and+Co.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHddyMBPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/MsRucYMRb4s/s1600-h/Me+and+Co.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my loyal readers:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*cough cough* I add this entry!&lt;br /&gt;Friday night I was supposed to hop on the jet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(not mine but US AIRWAYS) and wing it to Philadelphia to surprise Co--- well my flight was cancelled but no one from the airlines thought to call me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"GRRR"&lt;br /&gt;SO- Kelsey (and Jon) turned around to get me, and we all treked to Oprymills and got to see Amber and Caleb and her hunny, his other son J.D. and his brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb is adorable -as I knew he would be!&lt;br /&gt;Just as we are planning to leave, the lights go out in Chili's, T.G.I. Friday's &amp;amp; the carousel in the mall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No way to pay with card so I had to choke out the cash another "grrr" moment.&lt;br /&gt;Well after almost 2 1/2 hours of 'peaceful' slumber I got up to get to the airport. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Traffic wasn't bad at the gosh awful hour. But the plane was packed. Grumpy lady next to me was wonderful to sit with. Not a direct flight like I had hoped either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But Charolette was a great landing, and only an hour lay over.&lt;br /&gt;Steve and his friend "Ant" picked me up and were fun to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;Steve kept texting Tim as to E.T.A. And Tim and Amanda were trying to distract her- she was in the "black Hole a.k.a. the basement" We ran in like a S.W.A.T. team it was hilarious! As Co came up the steps I was standing there and just said "HI!" Surprised her totally!! OF course there were tears and we had a GREAT TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;Party animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHWb-74FoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/h0M5jaZEgek/s1600-h/Co+Birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269728815239140994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHWb-74FoI/AAAAAAAAAmA/h0M5jaZEgek/s320/Co+Birthday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHWbnfRQvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/gMvfXsnx-3s/s1600-h/Co+Birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269728808945140466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHWbnfRQvI/AAAAAAAAAl4/gMvfXsnx-3s/s320/Co+Birthday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHWal72_MI/AAAAAAAAAlg/weAQmVVpAPc/s1600-h/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269728791348313282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHWal72_MI/AAAAAAAAAlg/weAQmVVpAPc/s320/cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big breath and blow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY FOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHcr_1yXlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/9bRGStYfLmY/s1600-h/Co+Birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269735687429709394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHcr_1yXlI/AAAAAAAAAmo/9bRGStYfLmY/s320/Co+Birthday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHcq7eSARI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ElfM10Hzv9c/s1600-h/Co+and+Lighthouses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269735669077508370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHcq7eSARI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/ElfM10Hzv9c/s320/Co+and+Lighthouses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yes, Co- LIGHTHOUSES! SERIOUSLY!! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHcquOiJnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/LAYBwC-DS1Y/s1600-h/Me+and+Chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269735665521796722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHcquOiJnI/AAAAAAAAAmI/LAYBwC-DS1Y/s320/Me+and+Chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my new friend Chris!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Party- we shopped, ate a good meal on Sunday and I flew home. This jet set life is just not for this homebody I guess because I am beat today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I needed that break though more than I realized. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way to the airport I got that sick knot in my stomach because of the stress here at work. BUT my wonderful &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER FAMILY&lt;/span&gt; picked me up wearing matching &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPERMAN&lt;/span&gt; Tee-shirts/hats standing in position at the end of the car. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I had a picture of THAT! They went to Metropolis and Kelsey had her first initiation of gambling. Jon got to play a computer game that he enjoys and just relax without having to do chores all weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bob and the kids really enjoyed the&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; SUPERMAN&lt;/span&gt; museum &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll have pictures of that soon.&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, waiting for a conference call and getting ready for the clinic board meeting tonight. Back to the grind for a few more weeks and then LOOK OUT PHOENIX!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-9079384967579793851?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/9079384967579793851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=9079384967579793851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/9079384967579793851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/9079384967579793851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/party-that-i-almost-missed.html' title='THE PARTY THAT I ALMOST MISSED!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SSHddyMBPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/MsRucYMRb4s/s72-c/Me+and+Co.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5244027691538428544</id><published>2008-11-10T10:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:29:01.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>announcing Cade Logan!</title><content type='html'>Baby Cade has arrived!&lt;br /&gt;Mom and baby are home now, and doing very well!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to jump out of my skin in anticipation of our trip!! &lt;br /&gt;Bob spoke to Mom and Dad Allen- Dad is having a tough time but looking forward to our visit! &lt;br /&gt;We are going to Laughlin (sp) for a few days, so I'm anticipating a great day at the spa!! Mom and Dad generously got us our own room in the high roller section of the tower!! Oh La LA!! Wonder if it's still okay to wear jeans from Walmaart there?? HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob came home and told me the specs for luggage. I think he thinks I am going to see my sister and her family, visit a casino, and spend a week with a small carry on! Can you believe that?? HA! WHen has he EVER known me to pack light? I will try though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I got to scrapbook all day Saturday on my sister's daughter Ava's album. I only have two more weekends to get this done! YIKES! But I am pretty confident that I will.&lt;br /&gt;Then Kelsey, Jon, Bob and I went to the FRIST Art Center. Eastman (Kodak) private collection and the sculpture that made the famous statue "The Thinker" I can't remember his name. &lt;br /&gt;The photography part was facinating for me! I loved it!! OF course these pictures Deb sent me of Baby Cade are just hollering for a scrapbook page!! LOL Take a look!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheKoUzvUI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Cf_fBv5ZGeM/s1600-h/Baby+Cade+new.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheKoUzvUI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Cf_fBv5ZGeM/s320/Baby+Cade+new.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267063300926192962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheLH-5_BI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7PL7OXCh8B4/s1600-h/Baby_Cade0014a%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheLH-5_BI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/7PL7OXCh8B4/s320/Baby_Cade0014a%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267063309424262162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheLF6fb1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Vp45HLG5JhU/s1600-h/Baby_Cade0005a%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheLF6fb1I/AAAAAAAAAlI/Vp45HLG5JhU/s320/Baby_Cade0005a%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267063308868874066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheLro60mI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Fy5P99duHew/s1600-h/Baby_Cade%26+Daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheLro60mI/AAAAAAAAAlY/Fy5P99duHew/s320/Baby_Cade%26+Daddy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267063318995718754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5244027691538428544?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5244027691538428544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5244027691538428544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5244027691538428544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5244027691538428544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/announcing-cade-logan.html' title='announcing Cade Logan!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SRheKoUzvUI/AAAAAAAAAlA/Cf_fBv5ZGeM/s72-c/Baby+Cade+new.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5171142875584855537</id><published>2008-11-05T15:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:53:58.785-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Change is never easy....</title><content type='html'>I have been frustrated for the last few days and I'm finally taking a minute to just vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY JOB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However. . . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past few months have been drama, stress and turmoil.&lt;em&gt;Change is never an easy &lt;/em&gt;process but I wish it weren't so you know stress uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love our volunteers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;things should be done a little more efficiently around here, and &lt;em&gt;change is never easy. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I appreciate the Board of Directors!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However. . . . &lt;br /&gt;the uncertainty of the restructure adds to the stress. &lt;em&gt;Change is never easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my boss Cheryl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However....&lt;br /&gt;her leaving and pursuing a new venture has left us searching for a new director. Although I have NO say in it, and our search committee is very well committed to finding the best candidtate, the uncertainty  adds to the stress...again. &lt;em&gt;Change is never easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, the election! We all voted yesterday. I had to vote my heart and what I believe God would have wanted. I'm wearing black and blue today- I feel beat up.&lt;br /&gt;Obama offers change! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change is never easy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now personally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight gain is really becoming the major issue with me.&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy a new coat- since my other one is getting tight..and I can't find one that fits well. That is frustrating! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (M, Bob and me) enjoy doing the wii fit in the morning and competing on the wii fit age- it starts to dictate if you are going to have a good day or an "old" day! AND the BMI going up...and slightly down...and UP...and back down a hair..and UP... it really is adding to my stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change in never easy..&lt;/em&gt;but here's the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to make the change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drat..there it is, I've said it in "public"&lt;br /&gt;I bought a journal to start a food journal. I don't think I realize the crap I am eating.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I KNOW I have to get moving. I'm contemplating joining the YMCA again- only just me this time, or at least figuring out how to add movement to my day.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have an apppointment with the lap band doctor on the 13th. I think I'm going to get adjusted again- tighten up the tummy belt will help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to this weekend- I think I'm going to a crop in Murfreesboro to finish the baby album! If not I'm going to one on the 20th  in Madison with my new friend Barb and her new friend so I'm looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;just a few weeks until our big trip to Phoenix!! I am getting very excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like Bob is working every weekend until then- but at least we have a week of being together to look foward to! Just have to hold on until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go change- &lt;br /&gt;starting with my hair! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5171142875584855537?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5171142875584855537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5171142875584855537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5171142875584855537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5171142875584855537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/11/change-is-never-easy.html' title='Change is never easy....'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-6255072160735974163</id><published>2008-10-21T13:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T13:34:07.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>My mind is on vacation why can't I be?</title><content type='html'>I am so excited about this trip to Phoenix! I got a lot done on my crop this weeknend. I enjoyed it so much! I met a new friend Deb- she and I hit it off from the get go! I boldly got into her car after only speaking via email... and we drove across Nashville to an area neither of us knew and talked non stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell we'll be fast friends. I'm looking forward to the next crop in November. Right before I leave for phoenix.&lt;br /&gt;Bob picked up a day trip plan book for the Phoenix area and hopefully he'll let me look at it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the camping trip with the neighbors is going to fall through. Bob wanted to bad to go camping again before it got cold-- I love going to KOA's and state parks even though we tent camp. But  he's going to be working a lot of overtime so we can't pass that up. I knew I shouldn't have been talking about it until the car was packed.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's looking grim in the non-profit world. Requests are far exceeding donations. We just had a big meeting with department heads about what we can do to quickly raise funds. We're going to have a telethon this week, calling previous donors and volunteers to put out a call of need. Christmas is coming and so are the crys of hurt from this county and the country. I pray that funding comes in. This has been the most rewarding and fullfilling job I've ever had, and don't plan to leave. but they are worried about services etc. For anyone reading this, please pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Graceworks Health clinic is also struggling. We are looking forward to the first of the year if we qualify for the state safety net reimbursement program that will definately help us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  I walked down the isles of our food pantry- which are usually pretty well stocked I noticed how close we are to bare shelves. Caroline, the food pantry Coordinator has several good food drives in the works. That is one thing about this county- they do rally and provide food at this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my happy place.... VACATION!! Phoenix is going to be so fun!I think we're going to try and see the Grand Canyon this time. Mom and Dad mentioned this little historic town that will be fun to see as well. And of course, see Deb, Ava and hopefully Cade (the newest nephew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. going to sit under a cactus (in my mind) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-6255072160735974163?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6255072160735974163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=6255072160735974163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6255072160735974163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6255072160735974163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-mind-is-on-vacation-why-cant-i-be.html' title='My mind is on vacation why can&apos;t I be?'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-6741078406020213211</id><published>2008-10-15T09:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:11:29.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Action day</title><content type='html'>God is so amazing! I mentioned to my dear husband that I wanted headphones today, so I could listen to the radio without disturbing my 3 other office mates while I worked on entering data today. He gave me headphones that work great... and I turned onto one of my favorite radio stations- and I noticed that it is BLOG ACTION DAY talking about poverty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work at a non-profit that serves reidents in need. Our requests for help is up 20-28% from last year. In the wealthiest county in the state- we have poverty. This comes as a shock to many of it's residents, and most of them don't even know "where the poor people live"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hear to tell you- they live next door, their beautiful children sit next to yours in the school, they worship in the same pew as YOU! NONE of us are that far removed from poverty- or at least financial disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The country is getting an eyeful right now with the media forcasting walstreet's fall and rally, with the banks closing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what we deal with every day. It's just &lt;strong&gt;MORE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monitary donations are down, making it very hard to look into the eyes of the mom or dad and say "I'm sorry we can't help you get to the next paycheck..."&lt;br /&gt;We normally could offer a food basket but our food donations are down, the food pantry shelves are a lot more empty than I've seen them in four years at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is GOD is faithful! He is our HOPE! In my daily devotion- Jesus Calling by Sarah Young--  this passage:  "...My presence with you is both a promise and protection. My final statement just before I ascended into heaven was: &lt;em&gt;Surely I am with you always.&lt;/em&gt; That promise was for all of My followers, without exception."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the news I try to share with those struggling with poverty, with despair, with heart ache most of the population will never feel in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are lots of kinds of poverty...poverty of wealth, poverty of morals and poverty of spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Graceworks Ministries, Williamson Tennessee not only trys to bridge the gap of poverty of wealth (help with rent or utilities and resources to make a change) but also the volunteers and staff willingly and lovingly share the Spirit of HOPE in &lt;em&gt;HIM.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"God help me today as I go about data entry, remembering the clients each and praying for them. Bestow on them blessings in accordance with YOUR riches! I pray today for the country, and the poverty of hope in the spirit in this country. You are SURELY with us... and I am thankful."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogactionday.org"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://blogactionday.org/img/466d6abec3c9f4aa9cb9b6f7d7d4b716890cc33f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-6741078406020213211?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6741078406020213211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=6741078406020213211&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6741078406020213211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6741078406020213211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-action-day.html' title='Blog Action day'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1128011440294888178</id><published>2008-10-10T16:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:59:01.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VACATION PLANS AND AWESOME VISIT</title><content type='html'>As Parish Nurse of a non-profit I have the honor of visiting the elderly in their home and meeting a special generation. I've learned a lot from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth and I went to visit a couple in rural Williamson County. He is legally blind, she is an overweight sweet woman who is being held captive with Alzheimer disease. He shares with us that she isn't speaking much these days, and when she does she tends to bless people out in not nice words. She was a devout church lady and sweet as anyone could ever be. His face shows the loss he feels from the woman he married to this shell he cares for now. Trapped at home with no way to leave he lovingly cares for her the best he can. "she'd do it for me if it were the other way around" I sadly ask myself- how many men of my generation would do the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asked if we could pray with him before we left. He eagerly accepted this. We all formed a circle holding hands while I offered thanks to  God for him and for his wife. She became still and listened intently. His eyes were moist when we finished. As we were leaving, I felt an urge to sing to this lovely woman- so I knelt down to her eye level, and began singing "Jesus loves the little children" Why? I have NO idea, but she really listened and watched as Elizabeth and I sang this little childs song. When we stopped, she smiled sweetly and looked into my  eyes and said "I love you too" and then as suddenly as she was there, she was off to her own world again. But for an instant I was blessed to see a glimmer of how special this woman was.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can take that away from us- who we are in God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note! Bob booked the flight tickets to Phoenix!! I'm so excited! I am coming Deb and Marc and Ava and soon to be released Cade! (due Nov 7th 'ish) We are leaving the day after Thanksgiving and coming back the weekend after. Just Bob and Me are going!! The girls and Jon will all be home caring for themselves and the critters.&lt;br /&gt;Bob and I have talked about another get away- and it looks like that's going to happen before the end of the year as well! I can't share much details about that- until I know more. But if it happens I think it will be FUN! no, I KNOW it will be OUTSTANDING-- or like Barney on &lt;em&gt;How I met your Mother-&lt;/em&gt;- "Legend......wait for it.............................Dary!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to a great home based weekend. I'm going to diligently work on the baby album now that I know I can hand this off in PERSON!! And I have to get going on my Christmas shopping! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1128011440294888178?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1128011440294888178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1128011440294888178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1128011440294888178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1128011440294888178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/10/vacation-plans-and-awesome-visit.html' title='VACATION PLANS AND AWESOME VISIT'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8015413622994131211</id><published>2008-09-29T16:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:40:18.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY BOY BONANZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt; September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; is our birthday bonanza for the boys. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year Jon turned 16 on the 23rd and Bob just turned the BIG 5-0 today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated their birthdays sort of together. Jon was supposed to have friends over, but that fell through, and I was going to have a big surprise party and well...we know how that fell through too....just not meant to be I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So , Saturday night   we had Jon's cake and the last of the presents&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKakmD2KI/AAAAAAAAAko/7Fu_XDrFuos/s1600-h/Jon+Birthday+cake+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251560460851075234" style="WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKakmD2KI/AAAAAAAAAko/7Fu_XDrFuos/s320/Jon+Birthday+cake+001.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKa9OpwcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/tVE9c_SQKCg/s1600-h/Jon+Birthday+Presents+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251560467463782850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKa9OpwcI/AAAAAAAAAkw/tVE9c_SQKCg/s320/Jon+Birthday+Presents+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night we had Bob's presents and Apple Cake made by Kelsey (again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKaK7br3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/fkJjf5YLLoA/s1600-h/Bob+Birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251560453961396082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKaK7br3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/fkJjf5YLLoA/s320/Bob+Birthday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKbQrafAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/O8pC8DLCJbc/s1600-h/Weird+old+Bob+Birthday+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251560472684690434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKbQrafAI/AAAAAAAAAk4/O8pC8DLCJbc/s320/Weird+old+Bob+Birthday+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKadgcjQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UQiNIyqVIHo/s1600-h/Bob+Birthday+presents+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251560458948480258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKadgcjQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/UQiNIyqVIHo/s320/Bob+Birthday+presents+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and I gained 2.4 pounds this weekend! GRRR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8015413622994131211?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8015413622994131211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8015413622994131211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8015413622994131211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8015413622994131211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-boy-bonanza.html' title='BIRTHDAY BOY BONANZA'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SOFKakmD2KI/AAAAAAAAAko/7Fu_XDrFuos/s72-c/Jon+Birthday+cake+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1497662789726857266</id><published>2008-09-19T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T16:52:16.567-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's scary out there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa0v_nDuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tcdUKiOgmIk/s1600-h/gas+prices+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247848959332257506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa0v_nDuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tcdUKiOgmIk/s200/gas+prices+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa1SrWeCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/oEyYi5E-EYs/s1600-h/gas+prices+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247848968642525218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa1SrWeCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/oEyYi5E-EYs/s200/gas+prices+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at the gas- PREMIUM ONLY and I had to wait over 20 minutes to get it! And I was LUCKY to get it! MANY of our gas stations around town are reporting NO GAS!! I was behind a guy that dropped $200 for his tank! I was grateful that I only had to spend $39!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa02LolwI/AAAAAAAAAjo/RpkLO23XURw/s1600-h/gas+prices+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa1mjTorI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PjYzf8l60Og/s1600-h/gas+prices+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247848973977494194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa1mjTorI/AAAAAAAAAj4/PjYzf8l60Og/s200/gas+prices+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa0Oaw97I/AAAAAAAAAjY/4po-M9iv2f8/s1600-h/gas+prices+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247848950319347634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa0Oaw97I/AAAAAAAAAjY/4po-M9iv2f8/s200/gas+prices+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at these lines! It reminds me of the 70's when I was growing up. With banks crashing, gas shortages, 2 wars, housing market dead... I look to God for strength and manna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here it is Friday "ready to quit time" and I just wanted to write down my day. First of all: I had to get up @ 3 a.m. Today to take Jon to school, he's going on an ROTC canoe trip. I'm BEAT! And that's before I started working!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wrote out my list of "To-do's"today for work :&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Called Mace re: Clinic &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;emailed Laura for HMA to have the meeting in Oct&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;emailed Anne to let her know the HMA meeting site was confirmed&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;emailed mace to remind him of our previous conversation and add more information&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;emailed Pete board handbook for review&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;compiled packet I promised Doc&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;added new clinic board members to various documents&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;called client re: couch&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Called Client re: meds&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Had lunch with Kelsey and sat in line for gas&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;called social worker at hospital re: client and help with meds&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;called volunteer/board member re: client outcome&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;called client re; air conditioner&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;called and left message for a pastor re; alcholol treatment programs&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;saw client re; meds&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;received call from volunteer re: client has ground hog under house and has been chewing electrical stuff and she got shocked by touching new stove.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Spoke with Tammy re; clinic&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Spoke with Mace again re; clinic&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;worked with Zach from I.T. to help recover lost database&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;spoke to client re: Pnuemonia shots and the clinic&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;spoke with K- re: giving matters material&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;cleaned off desk &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;errands&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;housework&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;crop on Saturday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;party Saturday night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;housework Sunday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Church &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yeah that's about it folks! LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I get to go and run a few more errands and get ready for my CROP!! YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have to get ready for Jon's birthday on Tuesday- SWEET/SOUR 16! We’re having his celebration the weekend Bob turns 50!! :O Jon is getting to have an overnight, with video games, food, making sushi… girls (on Saturday not overnight) quite a good time- just hope his grades support this we find out on Thursday- but it’ll be to late to uninvited people but WE HAVE WAYS!! The ole’ drivers permit thing!&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly written by just me...just jane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1497662789726857266?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1497662789726857266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1497662789726857266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1497662789726857266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1497662789726857266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-scary-out-there.html' title='It&apos;s scary out there!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SNQa0v_nDuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tcdUKiOgmIk/s72-c/gas+prices+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-169074427311076043</id><published>2008-09-09T14:34:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:13:35.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I did it! I turned .....&lt;em&gt;OLDER!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;August 31st!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To celebrate we had friends visit and had a 'potluck' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had the misfortune of being sick! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, of course NO ONE else thought to take pictures! I have none to share!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Mom's been visiting and I haven't taken any of her visit either...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since then its been downhill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have "Ambulatory Pneumonia and Sinusitis"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I argued with Doc.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I don't have pneumonia!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"yes you do"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"NO I don't! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And don't give me any of that LEVAQUIN! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'D RATHER BE SICK!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Ok, but you have pneumonia and that's the drug of choice"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got a "Z" pack and an inhaler ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days later...I'm still coughing and wheezing...and feel sorta crumby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess I had pneumonia&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244123549546626882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="62" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SMbelXD8v0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/auxkHac9N-c/s200/sad+face.bmp" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                            (My mom made me sick!)    &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;     Her visit has been GREAT and sucky at the same time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has been so great and cooking every night for the whole family...YUMMY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and sucky because she's been sick almost the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not feeling good enough to go and do..much of anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although we were able to sneak in;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the Farmers Market at the Factory (twice)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Frist Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nashville Home Show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's been making us a TITAN's Throw for our cool house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She took Kelsey shopping for her birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she took Jon shopping for his birthday as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostly just spent her money and cooked....wish it was a better time for her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT it was time away..while she's been gone;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uncle Bob came down with "shingles" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....then we found out it was actually eczema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bob's leg remains infected ..............from the chiggar bites a month ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma fell......again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma has a blood clot..........again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Mom was glad to be away for a while and just watch someone else's insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Now for some good news!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Kelsey got a job!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She's working full time (temporarily) at GM Manufacturing in Spring Hill! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;(A.K.A. Saturn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;She had to drop just one class but is glad to have employment for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Marne was dating a nice guy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;now she's not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;he wasn't that great evidently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Jon had a girl friend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;now he doesn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;she wasn't right for him evidently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past weekend I tried to start cleaning again. My bedroom is a disaster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It all started the first part of the week when I got sick...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I heard a mouse in my dresser . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It freaked me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate mice, and because we live in the country one or two get in every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our mouser Spookie is not allowed in my room free range- only by invitation &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(she likes to go in my bathroom and steal my makeup brush) I digress….&lt;br /&gt;Since Bob is sleeping down the basement for the time being&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(mom visiting Kelsey needing a bed..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought this is my chance to really clean up the bedroom. I started with my dresser...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I opened the middle drawer (my every day clothes) and really cleaned it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since the drawers are narrow, I rolled all my tee shirts and such so I can see them at a glance, got more in there and very easy to get to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had such good success I preceded to the next drawer- my work clothes drawer and did the same. I purged ½ a LARGE garbage bag of clothing as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN I did the undies drawer- found remnants of mouse poo!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EWWW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then it happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something I’m NOT proud of, actually ASHAMED of but I will bare my shame here- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found “IT” dead in my other foundations drawer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;{GASP!}&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am mortified!&lt;br /&gt;Well, after Bob came home and disposed of said dead critter- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told him “Now you are going to HAVE to help me clean up this room and FAST!” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He left the room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I took ALL of his clothes that were piled in front of his dresser, all of his clothes pushed into white banker boxes, the few clothes left in his dresser and folded EVERYTHING into organized piles on our bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244127094568503090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="161" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SMbhztTBxzI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6BzyxmokNb0/s200/cleaning.jpg" width="228" border="0" /&gt; I brought him in and said in the words of &lt;strong&gt;Niecy Nash of Clean House&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SMbih3dzhAI/AAAAAAAAAic/vIlQEpgztAo/s1600-h/niecy_nash_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244127887572042754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SMbih3dzhAI/AAAAAAAAAic/vIlQEpgztAo/s200/niecy_nash_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;“This is foolishness and mayhem!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He didn’t appreciate the humor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don’t know WHY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we worked on purging his clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He got out THREE HUGE trash bags of clothes AND three full banker boxes FULL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m so HAPPY!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is such a GOOD start on my foolishness and mayhem! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got them OTD (out the door) and to the Graceworks thrift store today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all these fingers can blog today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-169074427311076043?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/169074427311076043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=169074427311076043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/169074427311076043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/169074427311076043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/09/birthday-and-stuff.html' title='Birthday and stuff'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SMbelXD8v0I/AAAAAAAAAiM/auxkHac9N-c/s72-c/sad+face.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4906634091186259504</id><published>2008-08-21T11:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T11:19:28.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SK2VN7pIt8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FEhLMKpB7R0/s1600-h/Kyler+first+day+of+school+082108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237006008282822594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="305" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SK2VN7pIt8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FEhLMKpB7R0/s320/Kyler+first+day+of+school+082108.jpg" width="429" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is my nephew Kyler's first day of school! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so proud of him! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doesn't he look absolutely like the smartest kid in the class?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think today is my nephew Sam's first day of school too, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I don't have a first day picture to share- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he is the cutest and best dressed kid in his class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sure!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4906634091186259504?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4906634091186259504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4906634091186259504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4906634091186259504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4906634091186259504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First day of school'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SK2VN7pIt8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/FEhLMKpB7R0/s72-c/Kyler+first+day+of+school+082108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5585195411994979124</id><published>2008-08-06T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:46:17.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time wssting fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found a great time waster on the internet! Bet you couldn't find that!! HA hA on Realage.com they have a real cat age so just for fun I plugged in Sweetie Pie's statistics! here are her results. Pretty kitty!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJnFx7PJiuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TBVZsKjY6ro/s1600-h/Family+January+06+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231429903673035490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJnFx7PJiuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TBVZsKjY6ro/s320/Family+January+06+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweetie Pie's CatAge is 30.8!&lt;br /&gt;That's 4.5 years younger than the average CatAge for Sweetie Pie's breed.CatAge is the biological age of your cat, measured in people years.&lt;br /&gt;Your cat is lucky to have such a good caretaker.&lt;br /&gt;I know &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231431431512167634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="135" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJnHK24YlNI/AAAAAAAAAYI/Hsc-LQY3-LE/s320/smile+kitty.bmp" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5585195411994979124?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5585195411994979124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5585195411994979124&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5585195411994979124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5585195411994979124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-wssting-fun.html' title='Time wssting fun'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJnFx7PJiuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/TBVZsKjY6ro/s72-c/Family+January+06+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7712784818636588529</id><published>2008-08-05T14:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:13:11.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY HOLLIE ANN is a STAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJilZ9LFghI/AAAAAAAAAX4/G116J1G_s8Y/s1600-h/Hollie+front+page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231112832527204882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJilZ9LFghI/AAAAAAAAAX4/G116J1G_s8Y/s320/Hollie+front+page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a id="link" href="http://www.siouxcityjournal.com/articles%20/2008/08/05/news/top/EC26E9684243F69A862%205749C00153911.txt"&gt;http://www.siouxcityjournal.com/articles /2008/08/05/news/top/EC26E9684243F69A862 5749C00153911.txt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story isn't impressive but it's from my hometown newspaper and my Hollie is on the FRONT PAGE!! I'll let you know if I can get her autograph- since she's only 1 1/2 years old, so I guess I can step up and be her manager! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7712784818636588529?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7712784818636588529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7712784818636588529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7712784818636588529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7712784818636588529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-hollie-ann-is-star.html' title='MY HOLLIE ANN is a STAR'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/SJilZ9LFghI/AAAAAAAAAX4/G116J1G_s8Y/s72-c/Hollie+front+page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7639245539477752170</id><published>2008-08-04T16:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:40:52.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend update</title><content type='html'>Ok, it is now less than two weeks from now until MOM comes! She is excited about coming, and I have to be honest- I a little dread it. (Glad she doesn't have a computer right now) ONLY because I will feel responsible for providing some "entertainment" to make it worth her while being here, and dealing with her health issues on a daily basis will "interupt" my usual time. NOT that it is a bad thing- but it just changes stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Progress on the craft room! We cleaned more junk and got more wood! We are very close to putting up the last wall and moving into step 3 of the finished project! I STILL Have a lot of crap to get rid of! Can you believe it? At least SIX trailer full loads to the dump! MORE TO GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good time playing cards with the neighbors. Always enjoy throwing down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a tough time with my middle daughter. Her trying to spread her wings- and making some bad choices and me trying to be "mom". Breaking rules on purpose- and being an adult- how do other families navagate this tough time of being an adult but not on your own yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going home now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7639245539477752170?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7639245539477752170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7639245539477752170&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7639245539477752170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7639245539477752170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/08/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend update'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3002492036745284255</id><published>2008-07-25T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:36:04.714-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go in Peace Professor Randy Pausch!</title><content type='html'>Randy Pausch Inspired Millions&lt;br /&gt;Randy Pausch, the professor at Carnegie Mellon University who inspired countless students in the classroom and others worldwide through his highly acclaimed &lt;a title="Randy Pausch's Last Lecture" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo" target="_blank"&gt;last lecture&lt;/a&gt;, has died of complications from pancreatic cancer. He was 47.&lt;br /&gt;Also a Carnegie Mellon alumnus, Pausch co-founded the &lt;a title="Entertainment Technology Center" href="http://www.etc.cmu.edu/"&gt;Entertainment Technology Center&lt;/a&gt; and led researchers who created &lt;a title="Alice" href="http://www.alice.org/"&gt;Alice&lt;/a&gt;, a revolutionary way to teach computer programming. He was widely respected in academic circles for a unique interdisciplinary approach, bringing together artists, dramatists and designers to break new ground by working in collaboration with &lt;a title="School of Computer Science" href="http://www.cs.cmu.edu/"&gt;computer scientists&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Outside the classroom, he gained public fame for delivering what would come to be known as "&lt;a title="Randy Pausch's Last Lecture" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo" target="_blank"&gt;The Last Lecture&lt;/a&gt;." On Sept. 18, 2007, only a month after doctors told him that he had three-to-six months to live following a recurrence of pancreatic cancer, he presented a lecture called "Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams" to a packed auditorium at Carnegie Mellon.The moving and often humorous talk recounted his efforts to achieve such childhood dreams as becoming a professional football player, experiencing zero gravity and developing Disney World attractions. In the process, he shared his insights on finding the good in other people, working hard to overcome obstacles and living generously."If you lead your life the right way, the karma will take care of itself," Pausch said. "The dreams will come to you."The video appeared on countless websites and has been viewed by millions. Appearances on the Oprah Winfrey Show, ABC's Good Morning America and the CBS Evening News followed.A book version, "&lt;a title="The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch and Jeff Zaslow" href="http://bookstore.web.cmu.edu/MerchDetail.aspx?MerchID=535568&amp;amp;num=15&amp;amp;start=151&amp;amp;end=160&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;CategoryName=Faculty" catalog="'329" catid="1768&amp;amp;Name=Faculty"&gt;The Last Lecture&lt;/a&gt;" co-written by Jeff Zaslow of the Wall Street Journal (and a fellow Carnegie Mellon alumnus), became a best-seller upon its release this spring."Randy had an enormous and lasting impact on Carnegie Mellon," said Carnegie Mellon President Jared L. Cohon. "A brilliant researcher and gifted teacher, he was a key member of our &lt;a title="The Human-Computer Interaction Institute" href="http://www.hcii.cmu.edu/"&gt;Human-Computer Interaction Institute&lt;/a&gt; and co-founder of the Entertainment Technology Center. His love of teaching, his sense of fun and his brilliance came together in the Alice project, which teaches students computer programming while enabling them to do something fun — making animated movies and games. Carnegie Mellon — and the world — are better places for having had Randy Pausch in them."Pausch was also a pioneer in the development of virtual reality, including creating the popular &lt;a title="Building Virtual Worlds" href="http://www.etc.cmu.edu/bvw/"&gt;Building Virtual Worlds&lt;/a&gt; class.A memorial service at Carnegie Mellon University in Pittsburgh is being planned; details will be announced at a later date.He is survived by his wife, Jai, and three children: Chloe, Dylan and Logan. The family requests that donations on his behalf be directed to the &lt;a title="Pancreatic Cancer Action Network" href="http://www.pancan.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Pancreatic Cancer Action Network&lt;/a&gt;, 2141 Rosecrans Ave., Suite 7000, El Segundo, CA 90245, or to Carnegie Mellon's &lt;a title="Randy Pausch Memorial Fund" href="http://www.cmu.edu/giving/pausch.shtml"&gt;Randy Pausch Memorial Fund&lt;/a&gt;, which the university will use primarily to support continued work on the Alice project.&lt;br /&gt;For more information on Randy's life and legacy, read &lt;a title="News Release" href="http://www.cmu.edu/news/archive/2008/July/july25_pausch.shtml"&gt;In Memoriam: Randy Pausch, Innovative Computer Scientist at Carnegie Mellon, Launched Education Initiatives, Gained Worldwide Acclaim for Last Lecture.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related Links: &lt;a id="1" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo" target="_blank"&gt;Watch Randy's Lecture on YouTube&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a id="2" href="http://www.cmu.edu/randyslecture/index.shtml"&gt;About Randy's Last Lecture&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a id="3" href="http://deimos3.apple.com/WebObjects/Core.woa/Browse/cmu.edu.1335050999.01499414929.1493684442?i=1430096218" target="_blank"&gt;Download Randy's Lecture on iTunes U&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a id="4" href="http://bookstore.web.cmu.edu/MerchDetail.aspx?MerchID=535568&amp;amp;num=15&amp;amp;start=151&amp;amp;end=160&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;CategoryName=Faculty%20Authors&amp;amp;CatID=1768&amp;amp;Name=Faculty%20Authors&amp;amp;Catalog=329"&gt;Buy the Book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3002492036745284255?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3002492036745284255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3002492036745284255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3002492036745284255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3002492036745284255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/go-in-peace-professor-randy-pausch.html' title='Go in Peace Professor Randy Pausch!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4450534876983251104</id><published>2008-07-16T16:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T16:16:31.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Basement progress and my mom</title><content type='html'>Well it dawned on me that my mom is coming ONE MONTH From today!! (For a month stay!) where she's going to sleep I have NO idea- we're embarking on the basement project this weekend if I can get stuff moved before that. I was going to post before pictures but I think I'll wait until the project is complete so you can see the  total transformation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 for the Wii fit- wii fit age 36 again today. I did about 31 minutes yesterday, nothing so far today- and I was going to the chiropractor but didn't get around to calling for an appointment today ;( Walking is not going to happen until I'm adjusted better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading over to the clinic to drop off a nice donation and see Doc and Tammy on my way home, but NO sonic blast. I'm committed to trying to drop this weight! I splurged last night but now today, I've done great. I had a panera strawberry salad with chicken strips. It was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wii fit: 31 minutes yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Wii Fit age: 36 hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;That's all that's fallen from my fingertips! Until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4450534876983251104?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4450534876983251104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4450534876983251104&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4450534876983251104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4450534876983251104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/basement-progress-and-my-mom.html' title='Basement progress and my mom'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-926821861334392484</id><published>2008-07-14T17:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:17:37.295-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I've all but signed on!</title><content type='html'>Thank you for your interest in volunteering with Making Strides Against Breast Cancer!&lt;br /&gt;A representative from Making Strides will contact you with more information about volunteer opportunities soon.Best, Making Strides Against Breast Cancer The American Cancer Society &lt;a title="http://main.acsevents.org/site/PageServer?pagename=" href="http://main.acsevents.org/site/PageServer?pagename=ms_bp_homepage"&gt;Back to Making Strides Against Breast Cancer homepage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got this email from the Amercian Cancer Society- I've sent for a volunteer packet to raise money for breast cancer and walking in the Making Strides walk in October!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-926821861334392484?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/926821861334392484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=926821861334392484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/926821861334392484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/926821861334392484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/well-ive-all-but-signed-on.html' title='Well I&apos;ve all but signed on!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8787994374731974360</id><published>2008-07-14T16:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:58:41.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 Wii Fitness</title><content type='html'>Hey, I think it's day six- but whatever we are having a BLAST with this gizzmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hopped on this morning before work-- I did 20 minutes of aerobic exercise (even if my hubby watched and LAUGHED) and really felt great all day! This "exercise thing" is kinda fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Wii fit age is ........... 37 today!! hehehe NO WONDER I'm in a good mood!! hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fun challenging each other to do better. I'll keep you up on the progress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8787994374731974360?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8787994374731974360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8787994374731974360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8787994374731974360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8787994374731974360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-6-wii-fitness.html' title='Day 6 Wii Fitness'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3677190191934871567</id><published>2008-07-11T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:16:09.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Law of the Garbage Truck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHd441nISnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fQa29dF0DJw/s1600-h/garbage+truck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221775210818587250" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHd441nISnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fQa29dF0DJw/s320/garbage+truck.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3677190191934871567?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3677190191934871567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3677190191934871567&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3677190191934871567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3677190191934871567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/law-of-garbage-truck.html' title='Law of the Garbage Truck'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHd441nISnI/AAAAAAAAAXg/fQa29dF0DJw/s72-c/garbage+truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-636857557155464188</id><published>2008-07-11T08:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T10:20:44.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Fit and more stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHdnRXeTR6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YrqE8EMaiFI/s1600-h/wii+fit.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221755841015924642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHdnRXeTR6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YrqE8EMaiFI/s320/wii+fit.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Well this is DAY 3 for the wii fit - I've exercised with it two days and look forward to doing it again this weekend. I really enjoy it- however, my wii fit age is NOT a happy place for me! But that WILL change!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;As I am dreaming of a thinner me, and of the changes I want to make the rest of 2008 I have come up with a sketchy plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Clean Basement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Craft room - furnish and PLAY in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Clean my bedroom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;cut down on the SWEET TEA- and drink more water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Continue to take my vitamins daily (I've done almost 2 weeks now!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Make my Wii fit age lower, by playing the game and exercise more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Become more involved in the Pancreatic Cancer P.A.L.S Program (Patient and Liasion Services) and the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network in memory of A.J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;start walking preparing for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Enter: Making Strides Against Breast Cancer details below:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WHO WANTS TO JOIN ME??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221763724073901010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHducOJyG9I/AAAAAAAAAWY/WdqrwHvHf4s/s320/msabc-strides-logo-small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2008 Making Strides Against Breast Cancer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nashville, TN&lt;br /&gt;October 25th, 2008 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LP Field &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Registration 8 a.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Walk 9 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999999;"&gt;That's all my changes for NOW! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-636857557155464188?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/636857557155464188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=636857557155464188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/636857557155464188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/636857557155464188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/wii-fit.html' title='Wii Fit and more stuff'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/SHdnRXeTR6I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/YrqE8EMaiFI/s72-c/wii+fit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5770466021456170668</id><published>2008-07-10T17:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:15:12.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July weekend</title><content type='html'>It was a beautiful weekend over the holidays! I have enjoyed many friends beautiful blogs showing their fireworks, picnics, etc...&lt;br /&gt;Us- we stayed home- against our original plan. We wanted to go camping but failed to plan ahead and the sites were full. So we stayed home- and hope to go this weekend instead, even for just a night would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;Instead, we worked on our LOVELY basement! *COUGH**&lt;br /&gt;That thing is SO packed with junk! We've taken out 5 yes FIVE full 8 foot trailer loads, and still have a LOT Of stuff to purge! MY sweet hubby has agreed to help me build my dream craft room- but we have a LOT To do before that happens!&lt;br /&gt;When I was up in Iowa with my family in late May/June I visited one of my mom's friend's (sister's) house and she showed off her craft ROOMS- yes that was plural! She has a lovely split level basement and had a nervana of sorts for the craft enthusiasts. My mom has since been going with her friend to the sister's house and PLAYED! It's helped me mom cope with the fact that her life isn't moving in the direction she wants as of yet. SO- I'm hoping to get my own room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I have not much else, I will be posting pictures of my new nephew TALEN ALEXANDER when I get them, as well as pictures of progress when I make it! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all that's fallen from my fingers today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5770466021456170668?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5770466021456170668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5770466021456170668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5770466021456170668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5770466021456170668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/july-weekend.html' title='July weekend'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4243780648208298336</id><published>2008-07-03T09:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T10:06:10.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth and other musings</title><content type='html'>Well this weekend has turned 180 degrees... we're not going to join the other hearty campers in a near by park, we're going to work/play at home. Which is fine with me today, I have a thing going on in my neck and glad I don't have to worry about being in a tent... PLUS My FAVORITE FIRST (AND ONLY) HUSBAND &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;offered&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;to work on my craft room some this weekend! This is HUGE!! I hope we can get away next weekend for a little R&amp;amp;R as he has well deserved it- and WILL deserve it if he really does help with the basement project!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I got this cute musing in the email today- wanted to share, and then on Monday I hope to post a few pictures from this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birds of a feather flock together and crap on your car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I'm feeling down, I like to whistle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It makes the neighbor's dog run to the end of his chain and gag himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A penny saved is a government oversight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He who hesitates is probably right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are ' XL.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you think there is good in everybody, you haven't met everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sole purpose of a child's middle name is so he can tell when he's really in trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For example I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don't hurt .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words 'The' and 'IRS' together it spells 'Theirs?'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and start bragging about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people try to turn back their odometers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not me, I want people to know 'why' I look this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;RIGHT JON BOY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the many things no one tells you about aging is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that it is such a nice change from being young.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's worse when you forget to pull it down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, it's called golf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lord, Keep your arm around my shoulder and your hand over my mouth...&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;AMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4243780648208298336?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4243780648208298336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4243780648208298336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4243780648208298336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4243780648208298336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/07/fourth-and-other-musings.html' title='The Fourth and other musings'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1437818829591438832</id><published>2008-06-30T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:18:46.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Guestbook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/widgets/slidemap.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2522015791329574428&amp;amp;site=widget-1c.slide.com" style="width:350px;height:262px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:350px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791329574428&amp;amp;map=5" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/c1/2522015791329574428/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide11.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2522015791329574428&amp;amp;map=6" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/c2/2522015791329574428/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide6.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791329574428&amp;map=H" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-1c.slide.com/c4/2522015791329574428/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1437818829591438832?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1437818829591438832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1437818829591438832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1437818829591438832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1437818829591438832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/check-out-my-guestbook.html' title='Check out my Guestbook!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2866483152207360769</id><published>2008-06-24T10:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T10:44:26.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscope today</title><content type='html'>I don't put anything into horoscopes. If you read them for entertainment or curiosity then they are worth the 30 seconds of your life. Marne my daughter gets a text every morning at 7: 30 a.m. to tell her horoscope. How do I know this? We've been car pooling in the interest of the environment- or rather, our budget. Either way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wanted to know what mine was so we'd have something to talk about on the way home, other than what's for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO here is mine today according to MSN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgo&lt;br /&gt;August 23 - September 21You are feeling very introverted today, dear Virgo, as you seek answers to some existential questions. Indeed, you are asking yourself whether your life is turning out the way you had in mind. Are your friends the way you would like them to be? Or are you always disappointed? All positive change starts with questions such as these. Give yourself lots of space for creative contemplation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True that! I'm trying to come up with 100 things about me...still just 1/2 done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2866483152207360769?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2866483152207360769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2866483152207360769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2866483152207360769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2866483152207360769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/horoscope-today.html' title='Horoscope today'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4610562553914810772</id><published>2008-06-16T08:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:49:30.824-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ada Joy</title><content type='html'>Sioux City Journal:          &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SFZtK5aky9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XHgML-qT70I/s1600-h/Ada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212473652706331602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="271" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SFZtK5aky9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XHgML-qT70I/s320/Ada.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ada J. 'AJ' Barton&lt;br /&gt;Ada J. "AJ" Barton, 52, of Sioux City died Friday, June 13, 2008, at a local hospital.Services will be 3 p.m. Wednesday at Morningside Lutheran Church. Visitation will be one hour prior to services Wednesday at the church. Arrangements are under the direction of Waterbury Funeral Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My (step) Aun Ada passed away this weekend after one of the hardest and bravest battles against Pancreatic/Liver cancer I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;Ada has three children at home- Ronnie age 19, Tony age 18 and Renee age 16.&lt;br /&gt;Ada lived life to it's fullest while she was here- she had run away from home at age 14, returned home at 16, became a truck driver, met her husband Ron on the road as a fluke, but the heart somehow knows when you're in the same room as your soul mate. Ron died almost 12 years ago from stomach cancer. Ada struggled and raised her children on her own. Recently, she met a VERY nice man, Rick- who visited her even in her sickest darkest moments this past month.&lt;br /&gt;I had the honor of being able to visit her for almost 10 days just before her passing. She looked nothing like the woman I have known almost my entire life- but just a remnant of her layed in the bed- but the spirit she possessed, fighting until the very end to hang on to life- she had more living to do, more farm equipment to master, more loving to give to her family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Ada worked at Walgreens and was loved by everyone there. How many people do you know, have customers visit you FREQUENTLY while you are gravely ill?&lt;br /&gt;She is deeply missed and heaven got one heck of a strong angel up there! Here's to you A.J!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4610562553914810772?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4610562553914810772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4610562553914810772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4610562553914810772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4610562553914810772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/06/ada-joy.html' title='Ada Joy'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SFZtK5aky9I/AAAAAAAAAV0/XHgML-qT70I/s72-c/Ada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2584513998056632919</id><published>2008-05-27T16:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:01:11.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>Talk about a GREAT holiday weekend! We started going to the drive in in Watertown- saw Prince Caspian and Speed Racer! Well, it was raining pretty heavy during parts of the Narnia sequel- but we saw MOST of it pretty well. REALLY enjoyed it and being together. Bob, Kelsey, Jon and I went.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we headed out (late) to Louiville, KY- we stayed at the KOA there and really enjoyed that as well. GOOD weather, GREAT HOT TUB! We played pennies at the campsite, and on Sunday we started out at the GO Cart races near the campsite. Here we see SPEED RACER JON!! Dad won- because Marne pulled over to give us a chance, I was right on her tail because I'm not a speed demon like she is and dad took advantage of that and FLEW by us! Jon was last- because well, he doesn't know how to drive yet! He got one extra turn- and really enjoyed it and can't wait till we go again!&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYjqvI0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kAAFjqkCA28/s1600-h/Speed+Racer+Jon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205178627736412994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYjqvI0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kAAFjqkCA28/s320/Speed+Racer+Jon+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN we went into Louiville! (pronounced L'vl for 'YOU' Yankees!) LOL&lt;br /&gt;I got to go to the BEST Scrapbook store I've been to since our home grown one (of Tammy's ScrapinMemories aand of course the late great Leigh Anne's Scrapin USA stores)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCXzqvIyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pb_WKnXdVuA/s1600-h/store-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205178614851511074" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" height="102" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCXzqvIyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/pb_WKnXdVuA/s320/store-photo.jpg" width="394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYTqvIzI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8loRqWQtGn0/s1600-h/Bat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205178623441445682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYTqvIzI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8loRqWQtGn0/s320/Bat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here we are walking to the science center, and got to SEE the factory where they make the famous L'vl sluggers. We hope to get there sometime when they are actually in production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Here at the Science Center- is Marne in her own little bubble. Just this past &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYzqvI1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/NAzcvuCnbbo/s1600-h/Pop+marne%27s+bubble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205178632031380306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYzqvI1I/AAAAAAAAAVk/NAzcvuCnbbo/s320/Pop+marne%27s+bubble.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weekend Marne and I were kidding around and were popping each other's bubble with that noise you make with your mouth- well here she is in her bubble and Mom didn't POP it once! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCZTqvI2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/oZs0AlzBQzE/s1600-h/me+pinch+face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205178640621314914" style="WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="174" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCZTqvI2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/oZs0AlzBQzE/s320/me+pinch+face.jpg" width="52" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ANd here I am- at the face distortion exhibit..... or am I??? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Now we've sent Bob and Marne off to Michigan while Jon gets finished with school and then signed up for Summer school.... OH JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2584513998056632919?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2584513998056632919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2584513998056632919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2584513998056632919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2584513998056632919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SDyCYjqvI0I/AAAAAAAAAVc/kAAFjqkCA28/s72-c/Speed+Racer+Jon+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5426645896760870289</id><published>2008-05-20T13:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T14:36:05.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of mothers-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;These are great page toppers for scrapbooking.... (Thanks Amy C for posting these!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm the mom, that's why!&lt;br /&gt;Call Your Mother She Worries.&lt;br /&gt;Caution, Mom is stressed&lt;br /&gt;Every mother is a working mother.&lt;br /&gt;Mama don't allow no pouting here&lt;br /&gt;MOM - Maker of Miracles&lt;br /&gt;Moms are the treasures of the world&lt;br /&gt;Mom's Day Off&lt;br /&gt;Mom's the Word&lt;br /&gt;Mommie Dearest&lt;br /&gt;The Momster&lt;br /&gt;Mother is Another Word for Love&lt;br /&gt;Mother Knows Best&lt;br /&gt;Mother, May I ..&lt;br /&gt;Mothers make the world go round&lt;br /&gt;Mum's the Word&lt;br /&gt;My greatest Blessings call me mommy&lt;br /&gt;No one hugs like Mom!&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Cares Like a Mom&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Does It Better&lt;br /&gt;Super Mom&lt;br /&gt;This is what a great mom looks like&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;All mother's are working mothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As a mother my job is to take care of the possible and trust God with the impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Ruth Bell Graham)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because I'm the Mom; that's why!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being a full-time mother is one of the highest &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;salaried jobs in my field, since the payment is pure love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; (Mildred B. Vermont)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being a mother is learning about strengths you didn't know you had...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and dealing with fears you didn't know existed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Linda Wooten)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the time a woman realizes that maybe her mother was right, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she has a daughter who thinks everything she does is wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every mother knows when children say they are doing nothing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they are in to mischief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Father knows best, but Mom knows better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flowers have the sun, children have their mothers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good mothers, like bad ones, sometimes holler and spank, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the children know the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Home is where a mother's love surrounds with tender care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew I had relinquished even my subconscious to motherhood when I found myself tying double knots in my own shoelaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;M is for MOM, not Maid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mirror, mirror on the wall,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am my Mother after all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mom stands for Mother;  NOT Made-Of-Money!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most mothers hate four letter words,especially: cook, wash, iron and dust!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother and Love: different only in name, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the miracles they work are one and the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is a rock in the midst of chaos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Tenneva Jordan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother - a shoulder to cry on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; a smile to count on, a love to live on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother is not a person to lean on, but a person to make leaning unnecessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Marion C. Garretty)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The mother of three notoriously unruly youngsters was asked &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whether or not she'd have children if had it to do over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "Sure," she replied. "But not the same ones."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( I WOULD have the same ones!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother understands what a child does not say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Jewish proverb)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother understands when no one else can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motherhood: If it were going to be easy, it never would have started with something called labor. Barbara Johnson &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motherhood is full of frustrations and challenges, but eventually they move out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;(UH-HEM MARNE ARE YOU READING??? hEheheheh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motherhood is not for wimps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mothers are not paid for their work because it is priceless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Mother's Heart Is as Big as the World&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;remorselessly all that stands in its path. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Agatha Christie)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother's love is like an ever-burning candle, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a warm bright ray, whose light is always there to help along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother's love is the heart of the home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A mother's love never ages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mothers of teenagers know why animals eat their young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it.(Mark Twain)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy. (Spanish Proverb)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When a mother hasn't enough will power to discipline her children, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she calls the weakness child psychology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who ran to help me when I fell, and would some pretty story tell or kiss the place and make it well, my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You can fool some of the people some of the time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but you can't fool MOM!I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loved You Enough To... (by Erma Bombeck)&lt;br /&gt;We all know that being a Mom is the hardest, most rewarding job on the face of this Earth.&lt;br /&gt;"You don't love me!"  How many times have your kids laid that one on you? And how many times have you, as a parent, resisted the urge to tell them how much?&lt;br /&gt;Someday, when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a mother,&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell them...&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to bug you about where you were going, with whom and what time you would get home.&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;(KELSEY)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to insist you buy a bike with your own money, which wecould afford, and you couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover your hand picked friendwas a creep.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned yourbedroom, a job that would have taken me 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to say, "Yes, you can go to Disney World on Mother'sDay."&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, disgust, and tears in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough not to make excuses for your lack of respect or your bad manners.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to admit that I was wrong and ask for your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to ignore "what every other mother" did or said.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to let you stumble, fall, hurt, and fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your ownactions, at 6, 10, or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;JON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I loved you enough to figure you would lie about the party being chaperoned,but forgave you for it...after discovering I was right&lt;em&gt;.(WHICH I USUALLY AM!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to shove you off my lap, let go of your hand, be mute to your pleas and insensitive to your demands...so that you had to stand alone.&lt;br /&gt;I loved you enough to accept you for what you are, and not what I wanted you to be.&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I loved you enough to say no when you hated me for it.&lt;br /&gt;That was the hardest part of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------Real Mothers&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers don't eat quiche; they don't have time to make it.&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that dried play dough doesn't come out of shag carpet.&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers sometimes ask "why me?" and get their answer when a littlevoice says, "because I love you best."&lt;br /&gt;Real Mothers know that a child's growth is not measured by height or years or grade...&lt;br /&gt;It is marked by the progression of Mama to Mommy to Mom.---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "Normal," is history.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody never took a three- year-old shopping.&lt;br /&gt; Somebody said being a mother is boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said if you're a 'good' mother, your child will 'turn out good'...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said "good" mothers never raise their voices...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor's kitchen window.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody neverhelped a fourth grader with her math.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said you can't love the fifth child as much as you love the first...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody doesn't have five children.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten - or on a plane headed for boot camp.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody never organized four giggling Brownies to sell cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody never had grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her...&lt;br /&gt;Somebody isn't a mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5426645896760870289?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5426645896760870289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5426645896760870289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5426645896760870289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5426645896760870289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-honor-of-mothers.html' title='In honor of mothers-'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8184261069337006128</id><published>2008-05-16T17:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T18:46:57.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've been MEANING to get to this- "It's just one thing then your mother"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;..as my co-worker said the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of my mother- OY VEH! Where do I begin??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, I went to Iowa with my sweet husband for a "Vacation" to move Grandma into another care facility. NOT my idea of fun..but non-the-less she is settled for the most part. THank you brother Jerry for the loan of the trailer. And thank Kelsey for loaning her car to make the trip and having something that can haul a trailer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4Qs52tHfI/AAAAAAAAASo/UaHc8czps7U/s1600-h/me+and+Grandma+Audrey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201112983290060274" style="CURSOR: hand" height="189" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4Qs52tHfI/AAAAAAAAASo/UaHc8czps7U/s320/me+and+Grandma+Audrey.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grandma has a hard time parting with her possessions and couldn't grasp the fact that her room was smaller than the previous one. As the strong bull headed women in my family are (with her as the ring leader) we all locked horns several times. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NOT the way you want to spend family bonding time!&lt;br /&gt;I did get to see my dad's side of the family for a MOMENT- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;here are pictures of the nephews and neice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4RaZ2tHgI/AAAAAAAAASw/ef1JtMQc0uw/s1600-h/Jack+Sam+hollie+good.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201113764974108162" style="CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4RaZ2tHgI/AAAAAAAAASw/ef1JtMQc0uw/s320/Jack+Sam+hollie+good.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;             &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4Rap2tHhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qAu0EbBVfjw/s1600-h/Ky2+April+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201113769269075474" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="178" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4Rap2tHhI/AAAAAAAAAS4/qAu0EbBVfjw/s320/Ky2+April+08.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here are some old pictures I wanted to post but never got around to..the beautiful last snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SKp2tHjI/AAAAAAAAATI/U7y1dIlTFVI/s1600-h/Snow+horse+onyx2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201114593902796338" style="WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="158" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SKp2tHjI/AAAAAAAAATI/U7y1dIlTFVI/s200/Snow+horse+onyx2.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SK52tHkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/a9sNzW5ucPY/s1600-h/Mar+8+snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201114598197763650" style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="154" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SK52tHkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/a9sNzW5ucPY/s200/Mar+8+snow.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SLJ2tHlI/AAAAAAAAATY/4Orax9fhHOY/s1600-h/Mar+8+snow+buds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201114602492730962" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="176" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SLJ2tHlI/AAAAAAAAATY/4Orax9fhHOY/s200/Mar+8+snow+buds.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SKZ2tHiI/AAAAAAAAATA/RLTSOnA_Hnk/s1600-h/snow+dixie+nose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201114589607829026" style="WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="161" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4SKZ2tHiI/AAAAAAAAATA/RLTSOnA_Hnk/s200/snow+dixie+nose.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;MOTHER'S DAY!!! MY kids are AWESOME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4THp2tHmI/AAAAAAAAATg/hx7Z3peLJ6o/s1600-h/Group+Mother%27s+day+best+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201115641874816610" style="WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="222" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4THp2tHmI/AAAAAAAAATg/hx7Z3peLJ6o/s320/Group+Mother%27s+day+best+08.jpg" width="574" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4TIJ2tHnI/AAAAAAAAATo/aTbaPCJqGHA/s1600-h/gift+mothers+day+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201115650464751218" style="CURSOR: hand" height="245" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4TIJ2tHnI/AAAAAAAAATo/aTbaPCJqGHA/s320/gift+mothers+day+08.jpg" width="134" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They went to church with me, and surprised me with the beautiful necklace with each of their birthstones! Pink- Marne, Green-Kelsey (and me) and Blue-Jon what a delightful surprise! They each wore the corresponding colored shirt to church!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Later we had a yummy dinner that I didn't have to cook- and then Jon surprised me with this cookie! How cool!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4TIZ2tHoI/AAAAAAAAATw/C5Wir1JXw7s/s1600-h/Mothers+day+cookie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201115654759718530" style="WIDTH: 264px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="182" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4TIZ2tHoI/AAAAAAAAATw/C5Wir1JXw7s/s320/Mothers+day+cookie.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now that brings me to the last entry today-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; since it is already way after closing time at work and I want to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4URJ2tHqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/WSeS583hk0Q/s1600-h/geese+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201116904595201698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4URJ2tHqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/WSeS583hk0Q/s320/geese+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday Marne and I came home down the road to find the family of geese living across the street at the pond were in the road struggling to find the hole they could go back through to get to the pond! here were finally captured a few pictures-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4URJ2tHrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/HFuKgGVpgAY/s1600-h/Geese+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201116904595201714" style="CURSOR: hand" height="275" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4URJ2tHrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/HFuKgGVpgAY/s320/Geese+Dad.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4UQ52tHpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hzV93WIe06k/s1600-h/baby+geese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201116900300234386" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" height="153" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4UQ52tHpI/AAAAAAAAAT4/hzV93WIe06k/s320/baby+geese.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fearful&lt;/span&gt; of the daddy goose that might bite us these pictures aren't the best. Here are two of the three gooslings! I call them HUEY DUEY and LUEY of course! LOL &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8184261069337006128?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8184261069337006128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8184261069337006128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8184261069337006128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8184261069337006128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-overdue.html' title='Long overdue!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/SC4Qs52tHfI/AAAAAAAAASo/UaHc8czps7U/s72-c/me+and+Grandma+Audrey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-829703486970016100</id><published>2008-05-07T16:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:21:37.032-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Regarding my post</title><content type='html'>My personality test says I'm make a good nurse- and guess what!? I'm a nurse- how about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EERIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-829703486970016100?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/829703486970016100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=829703486970016100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/829703486970016100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/829703486970016100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/regarding-my-post.html' title='Regarding my post'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4106005294685749136</id><published>2008-05-07T16:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:19:41.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An ESFJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/esfj.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Caregiver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.&lt;br /&gt;A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.&lt;br /&gt;You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you value harmony and mutual understanding.&lt;br /&gt;You will apologize or give someone the benefit of the doubt, if it means getting over a fight sooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you are good at building relationships and connecting with people.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Organized, dependable, co-operative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Opinionated, critical, and know-it-all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4106005294685749136?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4106005294685749136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4106005294685749136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4106005294685749136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4106005294685749136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-personality-test.html' title='My personality test'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5395761545103199591</id><published>2008-04-08T16:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:42:59.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shack in the Tennessean</title><content type='html'>This is a Copy of the article, I  copied and pasted from article printed in the Tennessean not altered or changed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 3, 2008&lt;a href="http://www.tennessean.com/"&gt;www.tennessean.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novel about God hits a chord in Nashville areaSelf-publishing turns rejected manuscript into a big sellerBy BOB SMIETANAStaff Writer&lt;br /&gt;When Liz Logan saw a copy of the best-selling novel The Shack lying on a table at the Starbucks in Franklin she couldn't help but gush.&lt;br /&gt;"Have you started it yet?" she asked William Paul Young, who was sitting with the book at his elbow. "I love it. Everyone at my church is reading it."&lt;br /&gt;Young paused, took a sip of his Chai tea, and then smiled before replying, "I wrote it.''&lt;br /&gt;With a scream, the woman bounded from her chair and gave Young a hug. "I can't believe it," she said. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."&lt;br /&gt;Logan was hugging a publishing phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;He self-published The Shack after no publisher would touch it, and it held Amazon.com's No. 1 spot in fiction for weeks. The book he wrote for his children has now sold close to 400,000 copies. Churches buy his book by the box load and fans flock to hear him speak.&lt;br /&gt;All this for a parable in which God is depicted as an overweight, African-American woman who is constantly at the stove cooking.&lt;br /&gt;"I'm being asked to speak to thousands of people, and I am as dumb as I was last year," said the 53-year old Young, who until recent weeks had a job as an office manager that also included cleaning toilets at a small sales company in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;No longer. Not since The Shack turned the head of the publishing world with its startling success.&lt;br /&gt;"When a self-published book is printed, it's not big news," said Lynn Garrett, senior religion editor for Publisher's Weekly. "When a self-published book sells 300,000 copies, it's big news.''&lt;br /&gt;Young was in Nashville this week as part of a speaking tour that had already brought him to Malaysia, Orlando and Atlanta.&lt;br /&gt;In tracing the history of the book, Young said he wrote it for his children, at the urging of his wife, Kim, and printed a few spiral bound copies to give as gifts during Christmas 2005. He also e-mailed copies to a few friends, who, in turn, e-mailed their friends and soon Young was hearing from readers around the country.&lt;br /&gt;He also sent a copy to an acquaintance, California author Wayne Jacobsen, who helped convince Young to pitch the book to publishers.&lt;br /&gt;There were no takers. Only a string of rejections.&lt;br /&gt;"They didn't know what to do with it," Jacobsen said. "I always thought the book would sell. I was surprised that no one else could see it. Now they have all called and want to take it over."&lt;br /&gt;So, in the wake of the publishing house rejections, Young, Jacobsen, and another friend, Brad Cummings, started a company called Windblown Media to print and sell the book. Their advertising budget was $300.&lt;br /&gt;Their faith in the project changed Young's life and touched thousands of others.&lt;br /&gt;"I know we can't keep it in stock,'' said Erik Hearn, store manager of the Nashville Lifeway Christian Store, which has sold about 275 copies.&lt;br /&gt;A note from God&lt;br /&gt;The Shack tells the story of Mack Phillips, a 50-something father who has been haunted by "The Great Sadness," a depression that set in after his 5-year-old daughter, Missy, is killed.&lt;br /&gt;In the book, Phillips gets a note in the mail from God, inviting him to spend the weekend in the shack where Missy was murdered. Over the weekend, Phillips meets face-to-face with the Trinity, and together, they hash out their differences.&lt;br /&gt;Young said much of the book is autobiographical. He grew up the child of missionaries in New Guinea and said he was taught that God would take care of him if he was a faithful servant. But Young's life was haunted by heartache. Young says other kids molested him as a child, an experience he hid from his family for years.&lt;br /&gt;Then, in his 20s, death began to stalk Young's family. During a six-month period, his younger brother died in a truck accident, Kim's mother dropped dead at 55, and his niece Jennifer was killed on the day after her fifth birthday. Jennifer was out riding her new bike when she was run over by a cement truck.&lt;br /&gt;Young said that for years he carried his grief over the deaths, along with the shame of being abused, and tried to be a model Christian. He said he failed miserably and couldn't escape his past, but he was able to use those experiences in the book.&lt;br /&gt;"The shack is a metaphor. It's the place where you get stuck," he said. "It's the a place you keep your secrets. We don't go back there willingly."&lt;br /&gt;One of the keys to finding healing, for Young and for his fictional counterpart, was to realize that the God of the Bible was no stranger to sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;In The Shack, God the Father, nicknamed "Papa," appears in the form of a large, African American woman who likes funk music and, at the end of the book, as an elderly man with a goatee and ponytail. Jesus is a Middle Eastern man, while the Holy Spirit appears as a young Asian woman. Papa spends most of her time cooking as she talks with Mack, and teases Jesus and the Holy Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;Garrett says that the parable format can account for some of The Shack's success.&lt;br /&gt;"People would rather read a story than straight theology," she said.&lt;br /&gt;Jim Sterling, executive pastor of Grace Chapel in Leiper's Fork, says The Shack has brought theology to life. The church has bought copies of the book "by the caseload," selling them in the congregation's bookstore and giving many copies away.&lt;br /&gt;"And we've never stood up in the pulpit and said, 'This is a great book.' Instead, it's spread one person at time," said Jim Sterling, the church's executive pastor.&lt;br /&gt;Success helps family&lt;br /&gt;While he relishes the chance to talk about The Shack, Young said he isn't taking his newfound celebrity too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;"All I wanted to do was write a book for my kids," he said. "The rest is grace. I feel like I am on The Truman Show and keep looking for the cameras."&lt;br /&gt;And if he ever got a big head, Kim would keep him in line.&lt;br /&gt;"We're supposed to be celebrities now," she says. "Now that's weird."&lt;br /&gt;Still, the Youngs are enjoying at least a little bit of the book's success. Just before Young started on The Shack, they lost their home to foreclosure, and spent several years living with four of their six children in a 900-square-foot rental. "It's nice to know that we can pay the bills," Kim Young said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5395761545103199591?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5395761545103199591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5395761545103199591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5395761545103199591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5395761545103199591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/04/shack-in-tennessean.html' title='The Shack in the Tennessean'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4730235616748084116</id><published>2008-03-07T16:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:17:13.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R9G-1LdlLcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/LwfwHPiIdtQ/s1600-h/OMG.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175127267644616130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R9G-1LdlLcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/LwfwHPiIdtQ/s200/OMG.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THE BLOG FAIRY HELPED ME! IT'S BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4730235616748084116?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4730235616748084116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4730235616748084116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4730235616748084116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4730235616748084116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/03/omg.html' title='OMG!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/R9G-1LdlLcI/AAAAAAAAAR0/LwfwHPiIdtQ/s72-c/OMG.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-34268660112223394</id><published>2008-03-07T16:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T16:15:30.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R9G94LdlLbI/AAAAAAAAARs/B_uq1Hk5rF4/s1600-h/big+girl+panties.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175126219672595890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R9G94LdlLbI/AAAAAAAAARs/B_uq1Hk5rF4/s200/big+girl+panties.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For two days now, my blog has been "crashed" I tried to modify the layout and totally screwed it up! Makes me so mad- but now, I'm "puttin on my big girl panties" and dealing with it- next week I'll work on reconstructing and remodeling my content. Until then I'll just have to "DEAL!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In for a major snow storm- have to "Kroger" v- go grocery shopping in Middle Tennessee when threat of snow, wind, rain, ice or to hot of a day occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marne may or may not have a blind date, but our neighbors are coming for cards and munchies so we're looking forward to a night in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be back on Monday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-34268660112223394?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/34268660112223394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=34268660112223394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/34268660112223394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/34268660112223394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/03/for-two-days-now-my-blog-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/R9G94LdlLbI/AAAAAAAAARs/B_uq1Hk5rF4/s72-c/big+girl+panties.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-700147424826714575</id><published>2008-03-04T15:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:20:10.497-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MOM'/><title type='text'>Invisible Moms</title><content type='html'>I read this and added my name to the story- it's how I've felt over the years, and was written so well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story about Invisible Mothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on the phone?' Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, balancing our budget, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible, the invisible Mom.&lt;br /&gt;          Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more:  Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' Just before they say 'oh could you drive me somewhere in 10 more minutes please.'I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What number is the Disney Channel?'&lt;br /&gt;        I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;      One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: 'To Jane, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      And I would discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of &lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt; saw everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it.' And the workman replied, 'Because &lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;sees.' I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost as if I heard &lt;strong&gt;God &lt;/strong&gt;whispering to me, 'I see you, Jane. I see the sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around. No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease that is erasing my life.&lt;br /&gt;It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder.As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add, 'You're gonna love it there.' As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Job, MOM! Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know... I just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-700147424826714575?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/700147424826714575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=700147424826714575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/700147424826714575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/700147424826714575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/03/invisible-moms.html' title='Invisible Moms'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4703716893958941979</id><published>2008-02-05T10:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T10:22:57.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty toes</title><content type='html'>I got my toes done this weekend! My feet were KNARLY! don't they look purty now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R6iM3ILeB0I/AAAAAAAAARY/wj91PblAqok/s1600-h/Toes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163531851496556354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R6iM3ILeB0I/AAAAAAAAARY/wj91PblAqok/s200/Toes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marne and I spent the weekend cooking (not really) but in theory! We did Once a week cooking (our version) Marne made chili and we're eating on that for a few days, then we have cooked chicken for pot pie mid week and good broth for veggie soup even later this week! It's a good feeling to have the menus planned. I'm going to try and keep that up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4703716893958941979?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4703716893958941979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4703716893958941979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4703716893958941979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4703716893958941979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/02/pretty-toes.html' title='Pretty toes'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/R6iM3ILeB0I/AAAAAAAAARY/wj91PblAqok/s72-c/Toes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-42104231071257835</id><published>2008-01-30T11:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:15:26.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The Lord is My Pace Setter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I shall not rush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;He makes me stop for quiet intervals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;He provides me with images of stillness which restore my serenity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;He leads me in the way of efficiency through calmness of mind and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;His guidance is peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Even though I have a great many things to accomplish each day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I will not fret, for His presence is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;His timelessness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;His all importance will keep me in balance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;He prepares refreshment and renewal in the midst of my activity by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anointing my mind with His oils of tranquility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My cup of joyous energy overflows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Truly harmony and effectiveness shall be the fruits of my hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;for I shall walk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in the Pace of my Lord and dwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffffff;"&gt;in His house forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I came across this  on Women in Leadership on this website:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mentoringmoments.net/Women_in_Leadership.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.mentoringmoments.net/Women_in_Leadership.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I loved it! I was definately something I need to committ to memory and remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HE is in control...not &lt;em&gt;Just Jane!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-42104231071257835?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/42104231071257835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=42104231071257835&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/42104231071257835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/42104231071257835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/lord-is-my-pace-setter.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7035256898939639044</id><published>2008-01-28T16:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T16:22:47.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R55U-ILeBzI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-XNeXvFVKr0/s1600-h/the+shack+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160655649337378610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R55U-ILeBzI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-XNeXvFVKr0/s400/the+shack+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; I just read this book this weekend and I can not say enough about this book! This has rocked my world, challenged my theology, excited me to my core, given me a new outlook on life, made me RADICALLY fall in LOVE with Papa God, and changed how I interact with my clients at Graceworks! I am telling EVERYONE absolutely EVERYONE to go buy it, borrow it, read it cherish it, and hurry up so we can talk about it!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;LOVE LOVE LOVE IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HURRY ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt; NOW and GET IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you waiting for?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GO! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll wait for you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:GRIN:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7035256898939639044?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7035256898939639044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7035256898939639044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7035256898939639044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7035256898939639044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/shack.html' title='The Shack'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/R55U-ILeBzI/AAAAAAAAAQM/-XNeXvFVKr0/s72-c/the+shack+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8667978485231925363</id><published>2008-01-22T17:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:55:49.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To much to say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas has come and gone, life has sped by so fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is our tree this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8MUILAhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wjzLJNalOM0/s1600-h/Christmas+Tree+07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158446974202741266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8MUILAhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wjzLJNalOM0/s200/Christmas+Tree+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_fkILApI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Dfo_-XE2Ekk/s1600-h/Christmas+Cricut.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a GREAT Christmas I had too!! &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_fkILApI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Dfo_-XE2Ekk/s1600-h/Christmas+Cricut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450603450106514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_fkILApI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Dfo_-XE2Ekk/s200/Christmas+Cricut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a CRICUT! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_f0ILAqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JzxNsKzzhLE/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Me+DWTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450607745073826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_f0ILAqI/AAAAAAAAAPU/JzxNsKzzhLE/s200/Christmas+07+Me+DWTS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_gEILArI/AAAAAAAAAPc/giT8iZz6ZZY/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Marne+DWTS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158450612040041138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z_gEILArI/AAAAAAAAAPc/giT8iZz6ZZY/s200/Christmas+07+Marne+DWTS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND Dancing with the Stars tour tickets Marne and I are both going!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Gimpy dog with her cast and a new PINK camo kerchief courtesy of Jon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8NUILAkI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LjEwwNqP3vo/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Camo+gimpy+dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158446991382610498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8NUILAkI/AAAAAAAAAOk/LjEwwNqP3vo/s200/Christmas+07+Camo+gimpy+dog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweetie just hiding under the tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8NkILAlI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OjRYpYcI6Wc/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Kitty+under+tree+great.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158446995677577810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8NkILAlI/AAAAAAAAAOs/OjRYpYcI6Wc/s200/Christmas+07+Kitty+under+tree+great.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got to spend Christmas Day with my dad and that side of my family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jon and I flew into Iowa Christmas Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jerry, Lisa, Jack, Sam, Hollie, , Bill, Jen, Tammy, Kyler, Dad and Marie were all there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was great to see the great commotion the boys could cause!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z-EkILAmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lJoopU2cXU0/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Dad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158449040082010722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z-EkILAmI/AAAAAAAAAO0/lJoopU2cXU0/s200/Christmas+07+Dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Then after the fury of wrapping paper calmed down, Jon and I went to have a quiet Christmas with Grandma, Mom and Uncle Bob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z-FUILAoI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PFm9tq8fsOI/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158449052966912642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z-FUILAoI/AAAAAAAAAPE/PFm9tq8fsOI/s200/Christmas+07+Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom is going to really like having a new Digital Camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Grandma Loved the album I made for her celebrating her 90th birthday this past May. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z-FEILAnI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FEN-CpNVLtM/s1600-h/Christmas+07+Grandma%27s+album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158449048671945330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z-FEILAnI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FEN-CpNVLtM/s200/Christmas+07+Grandma%27s+album.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I got to be there for my Mom's Last day of work! After 42 1/2 years of working at St. Luke's Regional Medical Center- she is now officially RETIRED!! Jon and I surprised her with balloons and dinner. Then we helped her to the car with all of her books and misc- into the life of AHHH!! (sort of)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5aALkILAtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/okxj2XNBtXQ/s1600-h/Mom%27s+last+day+at+work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158451359364350674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5aALkILAtI/AAAAAAAAAPs/okxj2XNBtXQ/s200/Mom%27s+last+day+at+work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There was some saddness as well, my flight on Dec 31st was delayed from 6:30 a.m. until after noon- which is EXACTLY how God wanted it! My dear sweet Grandma Onie had been very ill while I was there but I had not had opportunity to see her. On Monday morning Marie got a call to come quickly to the nursing home. I rode with her and was able to kiss Grandma Onie goodbye. She is deeply missed. I wasn't able to be there for the funeral, and my sister Deb and Baby Ava flew in. Just wasn't meant to be this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dixie got her cast off, and later developed a blood clot in her ear- she had to have a tube in for a few weeks (still has it) but is doing better. She limps now, probably always will but still won't go outside unless she has her frisbee and makes someone throw it for her. She forgets that it hurts and goes running full force to fetch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marne and I went to Dancing with the Stars at the Sommet Center! It was FAB! Disappointing that there were only 2 stars dancing Helio (Sigh) and Monique she was entertaining but not what I had hoped. The professional Dancers put on an excellent show! LOVED IT! Can't wait till March when it is on TV again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm late at work, no one here and I'm ready for home At least I'm almost caught up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8667978485231925363?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8667978485231925363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8667978485231925363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8667978485231925363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8667978485231925363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2008/01/to-much-to-say.html' title='To much to say!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/R5Z8MUILAhI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wjzLJNalOM0/s72-c/Christmas+Tree+07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8323824865777086251</id><published>2007-12-17T13:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T13:58:18.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dixie Dog Dawg</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Friday night was HORRIBLE! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our precious Dixie Dog Dawg was hit by a car&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTh0ILAaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GJdd5-7s2R0/s1600-h/1217071243a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145032202199433634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTh0ILAaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GJdd5-7s2R0/s200/1217071243a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;THANK GOD the lady stopped,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD Dixie Limped up to the porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD for my kids- helping me deal with Dixie during the crisis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD for emergency Hospital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD she has NO internal injuries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD she has a dislocated Elbow- and that's ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD my sweet husband was working overtime &amp;amp; we had the money to cover the cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD my SWEET husband said "Do what you have to do, it's DIXIE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD for my kids- who know love, and love our dog so much they are willing to take a little less for Christmas as long as Dixie is home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTiEILAcI/AAAAAAAAANM/tku987W1NwU/s1600-h/1217071243_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145032206494400962" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="157" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTiEILAcI/AAAAAAAAANM/tku987W1NwU/s200/1217071243_edited.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTiEILAdI/AAAAAAAAANU/QKeSaPVFL74/s1600-h/1217071244_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145032206494400978" style="CURSOR: hand" height="152" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTiEILAdI/AAAAAAAAANU/QKeSaPVFL74/s200/1217071244_edited.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTiEILAbI/AAAAAAAAANE/GGT5Osb3MqE/s1600-h/1217071242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145032206494400946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTiEILAbI/AAAAAAAAANE/GGT5Osb3MqE/s200/1217071242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THANK YOU GOD For everything! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8323824865777086251?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8323824865777086251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8323824865777086251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8323824865777086251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8323824865777086251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/dixie-dog-dawg.html' title='Dixie Dog Dawg'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/R2bTh0ILAaI/AAAAAAAAAM8/GJdd5-7s2R0/s72-c/1217071243a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-6762654323967387734</id><published>2007-12-03T13:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T13:51:13.636-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He better hope....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, my weekend started on Thursday- Night to be specific! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had our Graceworks Board meeting.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boss did an outstanding job in her presentation for the board- and we were very excited the board agreed to the purposed budget! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is ambitious and agressive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; It will be so awesome to see God's hands at work in this ministry over the next year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marne, my friend Tina and I went over to Chili's for a little decompression- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then my daughter drove me home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dealt with Jon and his homework issues.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I get a call from my sweet hard working husband- he's at work, in Medical-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and I spoke to the nurse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Seems he was having LEFT arm pain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The EKG showed a slight arrythmia and she suggested he be transported by ambulance to the hospital for evaluation. After making certain he was in no immediate danger- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told her I would come get him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to the hospital; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I told  him "you better hope it's your heart or your in trouble!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; of course I was just kidding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; sort of...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYPwjK7pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/JNfgcmwjOKY/s1600-R/Bob+hospital-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139830102490279570" style="WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="134" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYPwjK7pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mQfhh3Q0_xg/s200/Bob+hospital-1.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; here you can see his blood pressure was 144/99&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is pitful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYQQjK7qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ogO-Y9G_OA8/s1600-R/Bob+hospital-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139830111080214178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYQQjK7qI/AAAAAAAAAMs/LqWFASPR1VI/s200/Bob+hospital-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This is when we found out it's 99% chance it's not his heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYQgjK7rI/AAAAAAAAAM0/N2sRK6I3r14/s1600-R/Bob+hospital-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139830115375181490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYQgjK7rI/AAAAAAAAAM0/J6w0yrF4L7A/s200/Bob+hospital-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May he rest- LATER! Get back to WORK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So , I drove him back to work, and went to bed about 5 a.m. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 6:00 for Jon and Marne leaving, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 6:30 a.m. when the late great husband returned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 8:45 a.m. for Kelsey- wondering why I wasn't leaving for work yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called into work- TIRED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday night I got to scrapbook- and had a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday, I worked at the Park for Walk Across Williamson for a few hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then worked on putting up Christmas and cleaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear sweet hubby (notice the change?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE booked flights to Iowa for Jon and me over the holidays!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I can't be TOO mad at the best husband in the whole world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sunday, I worshiped- then went to the grocery store, then worked on more Christmas!! The girls had all the lights on (that's as far as we got) and Jon and Kelsey brought up all the boxes. I do have TOO much!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here I am at work- ready for the week! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a volunteer meeting that I am requested to attend- so that's tonight, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Church Wednesday, a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nd then Spagetti supper on Friday for Jon's ROTC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No wonder it seems like Christmas sneeks up on us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-6762654323967387734?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6762654323967387734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=6762654323967387734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6762654323967387734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6762654323967387734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/12/he-better-hope.html' title='He better hope....'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/R1RYPwjK7pI/AAAAAAAAAMk/mQfhh3Q0_xg/s72-c/Bob+hospital-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1246419005416260136</id><published>2007-11-20T15:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T15:04:46.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy T-Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.freecodesource.com/gallery/images/banners/prod_940_40765.gif" border="0" alt="Thanksgiving Myspace Graphics"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freecodesource.com"&gt;Thanksgiving Myspace Graphics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;      &lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB0PTExOTU1OTI2ODM1MzkmcD1GcmVlQ29kZVNvdXJjZSUyRWNvbSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXI=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1246419005416260136?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1246419005416260136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1246419005416260136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1246419005416260136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1246419005416260136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy-t-day.html' title='Happy T-Day!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7738812167574263407</id><published>2007-11-13T08:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T09:22:33.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've birthed TWO new babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RznA1GKQH_I/AAAAAAAAALc/o2v2LLq0YGA/s1600-h/ava.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132345268784603122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RznA1GKQH_I/AAAAAAAAALc/o2v2LLq0YGA/s200/ava.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY SISTER HAD HER BABY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 26th, 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; AVA MARIE was born!!&lt;/div&gt;A prouder AUNT I couldn't be!! I'm so happy for Marc and Deb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then there are the birthing pains that I have had! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Techincally, no I didn't give "BIRTH" but two projects that I've been working on have began this past week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first one- is the GRACEWORKS HEALTH CLINIC!! We had our opening and dedication last Wednesday!! (Yes, I've been that busy that it's taken me this long to blog it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some of the pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm21GKQH8I/AAAAAAAAALE/eZH2q1aASpk/s1600-h/GWHC+Cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132334273668325314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm21GKQH8I/AAAAAAAAALE/eZH2q1aASpk/s200/GWHC+Cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm2aWKQH4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/htsput1u0Og/s1600-h/GWHC+Opening.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm2a2KQH5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JYsG0UbM92g/s1600-h/GWHC+Exam+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132333822696759186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm2a2KQH5I/AAAAAAAAAKs/JYsG0UbM92g/s200/GWHC+Exam+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of Three exam rooms- the Cross was hand made by Bruce from my church out of cherry wood. He made three in all and donated them so they can be above each exam table. They are breath taking in person! BIG thanks to Bruce!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm2dWKQH7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/1HuhOLM7n7k/s1600-h/GWHC+Tam+and+Doc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132333865646432178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm2dWKQH7I/AAAAAAAAAK8/1HuhOLM7n7k/s200/GWHC+Tam+and+Doc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tammy- the clinic nurse manager- and who without this clinic would never have gotten off the ground AND My VERY dear friend!! Tammy came to Graceworks in a time of personal sorrow and loss, and the minute we met- it was TOTALLY God's work- we were working with Doc (Seen above) on the CONCEPT of this clinic- and she heard of the vision and mission and RAN with it!! She is one terrific Godly woman and it's been my honor to get to know her. Doc is an amazing giving talented physician- and without his following God's call on his life after 35 years, this would never have been imagined. His testimony would bring tears to a grizly bear! These two people have blessed my life beyond measure- just knowing them and being in the same room as them humbles me and inspires me to be a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the other "Baby" is my Ever Present Care- personal alarm systems offered at a greatly reduced rate for low income seniors. I was going to install my first one before Thanksgiving, but that doesn't seem to be the plan right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Babies- my son Jon had his first JROTC drill competition November 3rd. This is him in his uniform! Marne, Kelsey and I attended- Bob (dad) had to work overtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132336459806678994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rzm40WKQH9I/AAAAAAAAALM/pwoUIGP_kyk/s200/Jon+uniform+.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The last two weeks have been EXTREMELY hard on all of us! We were a TWO car family for almost 2 weeks! now that doesn't sound bad, but you have to know, we travel three counties every day! Jon goes to school one direction and needs to be picked up after school, Marne goes to school in the same county, but earlier, then drives to another county to work, Kelsey attends college at night two nights a week, Bob works nights and overtime in the morning, I work in one county (with Kelsey), and I'm supposed to have a car to do my job- AND during the clinic opening I had a lot of errands to run! Yes, I felt like an air traffic controller trying to manuever all of the coming and going- I got very frustrated (as I know the rest of the family did as well) BUT the good news is Bob has been working a LOT of O.T. and we're going to try and buy another used vehicle in about 2 weeks!! Marne's car is fixed with a new engine as well! So, it could be worse! (I cringe when I say that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next post will be about the baby album I'm making my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7738812167574263407?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7738812167574263407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7738812167574263407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7738812167574263407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7738812167574263407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/11/ive-birthed-two-new-babies.html' title='I&apos;ve birthed TWO new babies!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RznA1GKQH_I/AAAAAAAAALc/o2v2LLq0YGA/s72-c/ava.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3343479054991084320</id><published>2007-10-23T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T14:01:16.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rx5D9evL5_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/8GCukCtewi0/s1600-h/Scrappin+USA+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124608149496260594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rx5D9evL5_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/8GCukCtewi0/s200/Scrappin+USA+crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to scrapbook!! here Kelsey and my friend Donna are at the Scrappin USA before we found out that this WONDERFUL store is closing! :( My Yahoo group hopes to have a farewell crop there before it closes this Thanksgiving- or before it REOPENS if it is sold. Ahh that would be &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rx5EgevL6AI/AAAAAAAAAKc/UupCzCANU08/s1600-h/Sweetie+watching+Tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124608750791682050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rx5EgevL6AI/AAAAAAAAAKc/UupCzCANU08/s200/Sweetie+watching+Tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MY dream! Owning a scrapbook store..... if ONLY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here my cat Sweetie is watching TV AGAIN!! the mess is from Marne's room- STILL not painted we HOPEFULLY will be doing that this weekend!! It is LONG over due! I want my clean house back- and she NEEDS her room back!! Poor kid has been sleeping or trying to sleep in the living room for going on three weeks! She is getting her wisdom teeth out thursday- pray for her (and us!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3343479054991084320?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3343479054991084320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3343479054991084320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3343479054991084320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3343479054991084320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/busy-fun.html' title='busy fun!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rx5D9evL5_I/AAAAAAAAAKU/8GCukCtewi0/s72-c/Scrappin+USA+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1096708065352270664</id><published>2007-10-09T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T10:34:13.057-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being a Christian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Christians&lt;br /&gt;by Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;"A woman's heart should be so hidden in&lt;br /&gt;Christ that a man should have to seek Him first to find her."&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'"&lt;br /&gt;I'm whispering "I was lost, now I'm found and forgiven."&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I don't speak of this with pride.&lt;br /&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not trying to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not bragging of success.&lt;br /&gt;I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not claiming to be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;My flaws are far too visible but, God believes I am worth it.&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I still feel the sting of pain..&lt;br /&gt;I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.&lt;br /&gt;When I say... "I am a Christian" I'm not holier than thou,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a simple sinner&lt;br /&gt;Who received God's good grace, somehow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1096708065352270664?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1096708065352270664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1096708065352270664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1096708065352270664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1096708065352270664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/being-christian.html' title='Being a Christian'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-635046141000405869</id><published>2007-10-02T10:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T10:09:03.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Quality of Endurance           by Mac Hammond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quality of endurance is a vital key to success in leadership. Brilliance or talent alone can't guarantee victory. But developing the capacity to press on, even in adverse circumstances, will cause you to win in the end every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;William Barclay once wrote,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "Endurance is not just the ability to bear hard times, but to turn it into glory."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; Barclay's insightful statement merely echoes a truth we find in the Bible.&lt;br /&gt; In Hebrews, chapter 10, verse 36 we read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; "For you have need of endurance, so that when you have done the will of God, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you may receive what was promised." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I needed this word today- this came in a scheduled email I get every day (among many) but these seem to be hitting home lately. I guess it's the activities of what is happening in the ministry here at work, as well as the other ones that I am involved in. Last night, we had a board meeting for our Health Clinic slated to open Nov 7th! Again, we rehashed a bunch of stuff I thought we had already worked through, but with the addition of new board members in the past 2 weeks, we have to address it from their point of view. Sometimes that gets very frustrating- although birthing this new clinic and the vision has been a labor of love. For anyone reading this, I ask and seek your prayers for the clinic as well as the new growth for the ministry. Today, I pray for endurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-635046141000405869?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/635046141000405869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=635046141000405869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/635046141000405869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/635046141000405869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/quality-of-endurance-by-mac-hammond.html' title=''/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8841598602766089603</id><published>2007-10-01T16:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T16:28:47.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>Boy what a busy couple weekends! September 15th weekend was Jon's party with his friends&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFizSksAJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Df9iw04c9nE/s1600-h/group+balloon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116479284968161426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFizSksAJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Df9iw04c9nE/s200/group+balloon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then we had his "REAL" birthday with the family Isn't he CUTE at 15??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiBCksAEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UmhlZT5-jlI/s1600-h/Jon+with+cake+2+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116478421679734850" style="WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="203" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiBCksAEI/AAAAAAAAAI8/UmhlZT5-jlI/s200/Jon+with+cake+2+cute.jpg" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiDyksAII/AAAAAAAAAJc/UNEmJaTaUCM/s1600-h/all+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116478468924375170" style="CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiDyksAII/AAAAAAAAAJc/UNEmJaTaUCM/s200/all+us.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiBiksAFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/u6I-o97qHds/s1600-h/marne+ceiling+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116478430269669458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiBiksAFI/AAAAAAAAAJE/u6I-o97qHds/s200/marne+ceiling+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom and Dad Allen are visiting and we put Dad to work! He did most of it, but got Jon to clean the gutters, and helped Bob and Marne fix the leak in the ceiling and put up new dry wall!! Marne is VERY happy about this! She has since moved out of her room, and is trying to sleep in the living room for the next week until we get the dry wall mudded, and the painting done.&lt;br /&gt; Bob's birthday was this last weekend,&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiCSksAGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NegCmTQDryw/s1600-h/Bob+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116478443154571362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFiCSksAGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/NegCmTQDryw/s200/Bob+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My OLD man is now at the crest of the hill!!  He still looks young to me! &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFizyksAKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tolTFcUBZMc/s1600-h/sidewalk+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116479293558096034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFizyksAKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/tolTFcUBZMc/s200/sidewalk+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; While All of this is going on this weekend, Hands 4 Homes part of our ministy was helping rough out a sidewalk for a family near where I live- so I stopped by there to take a few pictures and thank the crews.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFi0iksALI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xNjjMyhrS0A/s1600-h/sidewalk+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116479306442997938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="180" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFi0iksALI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/xNjjMyhrS0A/s200/sidewalk+16.jpg" width="474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8841598602766089603?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8841598602766089603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8841598602766089603&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8841598602766089603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8841598602766089603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/10/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/RwFizSksAJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/Df9iw04c9nE/s72-c/group+balloon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1644671005727723218</id><published>2007-09-26T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:43:04.099-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;UAW reaches tentative agreement with GM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I had a funny dream during the night last night.... I dreamt that I was on a game show, much like the Price is Right- but you had to audition to get in line for the audience, then you had to audition for being in the audience, and then you had to audition to get to be a contestant, then you had to audition to be picked... at each question of the audition, you had to pick from Charity, Hope or Love... I kept picking "HOPE". Well I made it up to the stage and the question made more sense to pick "Charity" so I did and this BIG BOOMING GOD VOICE said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;      Then I woke up!!! Well this was some time between 2 and 6 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;The GM deal was finished about 4 am. I was SO happy when I heard the news with Bob this morning, and I know (even though he never let on) that he was relieved because he was worried.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;      I saw something new in my sweet husband, he knew how panicked I can get- and he was calm during all of this. He calmed my fears by coming up with "Plan B, Plan C" and did his best to allay my fears- but I know he was a little worried as well. I am so greatful that he was as strong and confident on the outside so I didn't panic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO today- he took care of a lot of car business that we had put off for much to long- but GLAD he got it taken care of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, my message I carry today is;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PRAISE YOUR NAME GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1644671005727723218?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1644671005727723218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1644671005727723218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1644671005727723218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1644671005727723218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/never-give-up-hope.html' title='NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-724867027257784677</id><published>2007-09-14T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T16:01:39.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Houseboat</title><content type='html'>Captain Kelsey rented a houseboat for the weekend. She really went all out! Marne, Greg, &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurenw9rj8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/u0VmYcKKs_4/s1600-h/Captain+Kelsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110141501945122754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="129" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurenw9rj8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/u0VmYcKKs_4/s200/Captain+Kelsey.jpg" width="108" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gayla and Cap't spent the weekend out there while Bob, Jon and I visited for a day. The boat was wonderful! What a good time! The inside was beautiful. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurgCA9rkBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PWNUrLxDvQk/s1600-h/inside+houseboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110143052428316690" style="WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 108px" height="94" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurgCA9rkBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PWNUrLxDvQk/s200/inside+houseboat.jpg" width="137" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurfkQ9rj-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/aZpUc4ZRt_M/s1600-h/stowaway+butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110142541327208418" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" height="97" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurfkQ9rj-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/aZpUc4ZRt_M/s200/stowaway+butterfly.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurrFA9rkNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0KDvUOgBD1s/s1600-h/first+mate+Gayla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110155198595829970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurrFA9rkNI/AAAAAAAAAIU/0KDvUOgBD1s/s200/first+mate+Gayla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a stow away for the first few &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurgzw9rkCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dPIH_LaNje8/s1600-h/Jon+catches+the+butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110143907126808610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurgzw9rkCI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dPIH_LaNje8/s200/Jon+catches+the+butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurg0A9rkDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6_yM4sUHg6g/s1600-h/butterfly+on+cap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110143911421775922" style="CURSOR: hand" height="159" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurg0A9rkDI/AAAAAAAAAHE/6_yM4sUHg6g/s200/butterfly+on+cap.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few shots of us playing around!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurpuQ9rkII/AAAAAAAAAHs/5KnfotG8DZ0/s1600-h/lush+Kelsey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110153708242178178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurpuQ9rkII/AAAAAAAAAHs/5KnfotG8DZ0/s200/lush+Kelsey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurpug9rkJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/POYzmIGn__A/s1600-h/Marne+on+skidoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110153712537145490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurpug9rkJI/AAAAAAAAAH0/POYzmIGn__A/s200/Marne+on+skidoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurqrQ9rkMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H-dgbrByQH4/s1600-h/Just+Jon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110154756214198466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurqrQ9rkMI/AAAAAAAAAIM/H-dgbrByQH4/s200/Just+Jon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurpuw9rkKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/AYHwW9S--3g/s1600-h/me+on+houseboat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110153716832112802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurpuw9rkKI/AAAAAAAAAH8/AYHwW9S--3g/s200/me+on+houseboat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurpvA9rkLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pLc695DVTMQ/s1600-h/ninja+jon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110153721127080114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurpvA9rkLI/AAAAAAAAAIE/pLc695DVTMQ/s200/ninja+jon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurpuA9rkHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VScD5SCJ6qw/s1600-h/Bob+on+skidoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110153703947210866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurpuA9rkHI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VScD5SCJ6qw/s200/Bob+on+skidoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;THANK YOU KELSEY! We had SUCH a good time! It was GREAT to really unwind, have a drink, play on the skidoo (thanks to Greg and Gayla allowing us to!) and just to CHILL!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though it was overcast- it was a GREAT refreshing break from the heat wave we've had here in Tennessee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, Jon is planning his first c0-ed party- he's going to watch movies, eat pizza and have fun (I Hope) I am going to be painting my office. I am going to miss the words we have on our wall, all the names of God. Each one has a meaning and a story that relates- such as the time we put on &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rur2Tg9rkPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hues_7_gVOA/s1600-h/God+of+hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110167542331838706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rur2Tg9rkPI/AAAAAAAAAIk/hues_7_gVOA/s200/God+of+hope.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and then visited a gal with so much dispair and oppression you could feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rur2Tw9rkQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_qgbxkhk1GA/s1600-h/TRUTH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110167546626806018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rur2Tw9rkQI/AAAAAAAAAIs/_qgbxkhk1GA/s200/TRUTH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurfkQ9rj-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/aZpUc4ZRt_M/s1600-h/stowaway+butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rur2UA9rkRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/depUVOyGL3E/s1600-h/TWBD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110167550921773330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rur2UA9rkRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/depUVOyGL3E/s200/TWBD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or the time someone snuck into our room and mysteriously put TWBD on it in RED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thy WILL be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RurfkQ9rj-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/aZpUc4ZRt_M/s1600-h/stowaway+butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-724867027257784677?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/724867027257784677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=724867027257784677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/724867027257784677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/724867027257784677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/houseboat.html' title='Houseboat'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rurenw9rj8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/u0VmYcKKs_4/s72-c/Captain+Kelsey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3627320352223491482</id><published>2007-09-05T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:17:32.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was a great weekend! I got to celebrate my birthday for three days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my sweet hubby took me ( JUST the TWO of US!) to Bonefish Grill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bonefishgrill.com/home.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;http://www.bonefishgrill.com/home.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I got to have Sword fish, and Bob had salmon. I tasted his and it was terrific! My sword fish was excellent as well! We shared a bottle of wine and I felt the stress of the years melt away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8iLqyOniI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RktZYDY1llQ/s1600-h/Kelsey+with+marker.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106838086320299554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="91" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8iLqyOniI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RktZYDY1llQ/s200/Kelsey+with+marker.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8h_ayOnhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PuPA9qMkPBM/s1600-h/Jon+with+marker.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106837875866902034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" height="98" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8h_ayOnhI/AAAAAAAAAEs/PuPA9qMkPBM/s200/Jon+with+marker.jpg" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Saturday, Kelsey and Jon about drove me crazy! Picking on each other constantly! Here, they decided to decorate their faces with markers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then we started emptying Jon's room to start the weekend project! This is how my house looks STILL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106838730565393970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="223" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8ixKyOnjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/npY0WmTCZ5w/s200/Jons+room+exploded+107+020.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106838743450295890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="238" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8ix6yOnlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/yOS5HjCnjKM/s200/Jons+room+exploded+207+021.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sunday, everyone went to church with me! I had forgotten that the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8jtayOnmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FsyaA_2KqXE/s1600-h/Marne+fixing+the+ceiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106839765652512354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="227" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8jtayOnmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FsyaA_2KqXE/s200/Marne+fixing+the+ceiling.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; church has a potluck after service the first Sunday of every month! (even if it was my idea I still forgot!) and the family had wanted to take me out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Outback and I had a great salmon there as well! After that we went to Home Depot and bought paint for Jon's room, Marne bought paint for her room and we bought sheet rock- which was tricky getting into Kelsey's Aztec in a 4x8 sheet! Marne's ceiling has been leaking and she wants to paint her room, so it needs fixing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to have my presents when we got home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From Bob, Jon and Kelsey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106842458597006978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="124" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8mKKyOnoI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JkphfQ08djE/s200/Me+with+teapot.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106842501546679970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8mMqyOnqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/dFy4-g08tx4/s200/my+new+teapot+set.jpg" width="116" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marne surprised me with a spa package! I get three massages...plus a HOST of other goodies!&lt;br /&gt;Bob and the kids also gave me a video frame! I can't wait to show off my pictures!&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY ICE CREAM CAKE WITH REESES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106843274640793282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8m5qyOnsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/MZmSY5JrAh4/s200/me+and+the+cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The rest of the weekend we spent painting Jon's room and working around the house! This is his Camo corner! I'm going to go to the Army/Navy supply store (if I can find one) and get some netting for his window treatment, but until then this will have to do! Bob and Jon worked on the wardrobe cabinet that goes in this corner and tonight after church and dinner we'll work on putting things back in his room. Hopefully this week I'll get to have my living room back!    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That's it for tonight's entry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106842505841647282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8mM6yOnrI/AAAAAAAAAF8/K-6HUm0u4cs/s200/Jon%27s+room+painted.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3627320352223491482?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3627320352223491482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3627320352223491482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3627320352223491482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3627320352223491482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-birthday-weekend.html' title='My birthday weekend!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rt8iLqyOniI/AAAAAAAAAE0/RktZYDY1llQ/s72-c/Kelsey+with+marker.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-6498326430319583382</id><published>2007-08-31T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:57:40.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>Today is my 26th birthday (for a 20th return  engagement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked today, and ended my day with a conversation with a crazy woman. God help her! Anyway, I bought a few things at our store today. I got to eat ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did just start my own YAHOO group!  &lt;a href="http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TNScrapsillysisters/"&gt;http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TNScrapsillysisters/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my scrapbook friends in MURFREESBORO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hosting a crop (I haven't asked dh yet) in September too!  As if this blog isn't enough to keep me busy!! LOL I just keep adding one more thing to keep me out of trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we're going out to eat, a movie, paint a room, house crap, and "relax" as much as we can between honey do projects. (Honey being me as well)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to boogie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-6498326430319583382?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/6498326430319583382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=6498326430319583382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6498326430319583382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/6498326430319583382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-birthday.html' title='MY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-3351158109087243049</id><published>2007-08-29T08:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:28:40.198-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brief update'/><title type='text'>Has it been two weeks already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe, how much has happened in &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_36yOnWI/AAAAAAAAADU/7geSjwo7mNU/s1600-h/Air+conditioners+aftershook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104126351343787362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_36yOnWI/AAAAAAAAADU/7geSjwo7mNU/s200/Air+conditioners+aftershook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two weeks! I've been incredibly busy here at work. Since the news release and the relentless heat wave, I have been inundated with requests for air conditioners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've been blessed to give over 65 out! We've had NO heat related deaths in the county I work. There have been several heat related-deaths in the state of Tennessee. This is all I have left after Monday. Actually, I have 2 less than that! But we FINALLY have rain! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_4qyOnYI/AAAAAAAAADk/GL2NLeHpft4/s1600-h/Just+stuff+from+August+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104126364228689282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_4qyOnYI/AAAAAAAAADk/GL2NLeHpft4/s200/Just+stuff+from+August+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jon started back to school- HIGH SCHOOL!! He is really enjoying the JROTC program at school, and he is working very hard at getting his homework in. I peaked at his agenda from school and he is applying some of the principles he read about in the 7 habits for successful teens! Although he hated to read it, and I'm not sure he finished it- whatever he got from it is working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The weekend after school started, Graceworks staff went on a mandatory retreat. I'm very energized (well not at the time-but since I've had time to let it all sink in) by what the entire staff has envisioned for the ministry. Unfortunately, my co-worker (for unrelated issues) has decided to pursue other opportunities. Angela will be missed greatly. She brought the Senior Visitation program to new heights and added so much to the program. I'm feeling the emptiness in my office every day. However, as I told her, our story isn't over yet! I'm confident that we will be life long friends- and have lots of other stories to tell in the future!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With her absence and without a replacement yet, I've been attempting double duty- well just to put the fires out- not really moving forward. It's been quite the challenge! I guess that's why it's been two weeks since I've blogged. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My baby girl turned 21 a week ago!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;                                                                                              &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_5ayOnaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/z9dCkxK0Zr4/s1600-h/Kelsey+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104126377113591202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_5ayOnaI/AAAAAAAAAD0/z9dCkxK0Zr4/s200/Kelsey+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104127674193714658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="128" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtWBE6yOneI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GK_iqyhabZc/s200/Kelsey+21+with+presents.jpg" width="152" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Blowing out the candle!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104127665603780050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtWBEayOndI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8Igzneo-xJg/s200/Kelsey+cake.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Church family is over for dinner to celebrate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104127661308812722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtWBEKyOnbI/AAAAAAAAAD8/10Ovkk7Gecc/s200/Church+group+K+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Can you believe your baby sister is now LEGAL!!??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104127665603780034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtWBEayOncI/AAAAAAAAAEE/t0O0M97_Zoo/s200/Marne+.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; Oh, the trouble these girls are going to try and get into!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH!!!&lt;/p&gt;I know they will be fine, they are very responsible capable women! I've raised them right, they know God and I'm confident they will be better than ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-3351158109087243049?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/3351158109087243049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=3351158109087243049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3351158109087243049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/3351158109087243049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/has-it-been-two-weeks-already.html' title='Has it been two weeks already?'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/RtV_36yOnWI/AAAAAAAAADU/7geSjwo7mNU/s72-c/Air+conditioners+aftershook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7774261351179592022</id><published>2007-08-08T17:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:31:35.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another shot at being famous!! Channel 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Check out this story!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agencies Work To Keep People Cool&lt;br /&gt;Aug 8, 2007 01:18 PM CDT&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.newschannel5.com/Global/story.asp?S=6900541"&gt;http://www.newschannel5.com/Global/story.asp?S=6900541&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7774261351179592022?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7774261351179592022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7774261351179592022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7774261351179592022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7774261351179592022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/another-shot-at-being-famous-channel-5.html' title='Another shot at being famous!! Channel 5'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8400284055988643386</id><published>2007-08-08T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T17:18:24.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Want my autograph?</title><content type='html'>It sure has been an exciting few days! Yesterday, My co-worker and I were supposed to be at a Senior Community Financial Seminar in Nashville, we got there early (SHOCK!) and had time to visit. About 10:00 I get a call from work- Channel 2 and Channel 5 are on their way to do a story about the air conditioner program!&lt;br /&gt;Here at Graceworks,  Middle Tennessee Electric Operation Roundup has given us $$ to purchase air conditioners and give them to the medically needy poor residents of Williamson County.&lt;br /&gt;I got to be on TV! Not ONLY was ABC, CBS but FOX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wkrn.com/node/111426#top"&gt;http://www.wkrn.com/node/111426#top&lt;/a&gt; that MIGHT bring you to the story video for those interested??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a HUGE HUGE food drive from one of our supporting Churches and had TWO HUGE SEMI'S full of food we were unloading yesterday as well in 100+ degree heat! Our warehouse is not air conditioned- so it was HOT HOT HOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've been inundated with faxes from doctor's offices, and requests for the free air conditioners, I've had to say no just a few times but mostly YES YES YES! and that is FUN I missed the Parish Nurse Network luncheon- I'm the president of the mid-Tn HMA chapter- I really regretted not going, but it was more important to get all these requests handled so they could have air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've bought many more air conditioners and I think we are up to about 36 that we are giving away this year- as opposed to the 11 we gave away last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Friday and Saturday, I'm off to a Leadership Summit- where I'll hear Colin Powell  and Jimmy Carter among others speak!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8400284055988643386?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8400284055988643386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8400284055988643386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8400284055988643386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8400284055988643386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/want-my-autograph.html' title='Want my autograph?'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4917453832682596633</id><published>2007-08-06T14:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T14:16:48.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirational Moments:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He makes us walk when we want to run, sit still when we want to walk...We must learn to move according to the timetable of the Timeless One and be at peace."&lt;br /&gt;-by Elizabeth Elliot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4917453832682596633?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4917453832682596633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4917453832682596633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4917453832682596633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4917453832682596633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/inspirational-moments.html' title='Inspirational Moments:'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-8215463875338695034</id><published>2007-08-06T10:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T10:47:40.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Delma Yost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rrc9re3KZVI/AAAAAAAAACk/8BVkOcwXStA/s1600-h/washington.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095609320621106514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rrc9re3KZVI/AAAAAAAAACk/8BVkOcwXStA/s200/washington.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite teacher Ms. Delma Yost passed away August 2nd 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so sad by this loss. I signed the guest book at the funeral home in Sioux Falls, South Dakota-&lt;a href="http://www.webfh.com/fh/obituaries/tributes.cfm?o_id=137617&amp;fh_id=10442"&gt;http://www.webfh.com/fh/obituaries/tributes.cfm?o_id=137617&amp;amp;fh_id=10442&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She really made a difference in my life. The year was 1971, just as Nixon is declaring to run for president ( remember Watergate?) My classmates taunted me- what I thought at the time was ALL the time- can an 11 year old be any more dramatic? Ms. Yost was aware of what was going on, and she asked me, and my mom if it would be ok, if I taught about what made me the way I was...the blocked nasal passage, the anatomy of what was going on, and maybe some understanding would transpire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure the kids of Washington Elementary 6th grade class remember that- or learned anything from that- maybe a little tolerance, maybe a little more understanding, but the one that learned the most was me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She not only taught the core subjects she was obligated and well trained to teach, she taught me self-confidence, self-esteem, personal value, core values, integrity, determination, acceptance and yes, love and forgiveness. From that time on, I accepted the "why" as did my classmates. I learned to forgive the teasing because it came from a place of non-understanding. I learned that compassion can be shown, even when not shown to you. I learned to accept and embrace what makes each of us different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continued to visit Ms. Yost well after my elementary years, she allowed me to stop at her residence, learning about her pet turtle, and sharing my days in junior high. Ms. Yost never let me think that I was a bother- but a welcomed friend. What she did, truly made a difference in my life, and I will never forget or take for granted what she did for all of her students. God Bless Delma- and you. You are already missed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-8215463875338695034?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/8215463875338695034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=8215463875338695034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8215463875338695034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/8215463875338695034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-memory-of-delma-yost.html' title='In Memory of Delma Yost'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rrc9re3KZVI/AAAAAAAAACk/8BVkOcwXStA/s72-c/washington.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-5164133877869710974</id><published>2007-08-02T13:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T14:11:38.298-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I knew it would catch up with me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I had gestational diabetes almost 15 years ago...the doctors told me then that I would have a higher risk for diabetes.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Then in the late '90's I was diagnosed with pre-diabetes...I stopped drinking real coke and drank Diet coke- that was my beverage of choice for YEARS.... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094178241813046594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="80" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RrIoHu3KZUI/AAAAAAAAACc/-NC855FxOpE/s200/fingerstick.jpg" width="97" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then in September 2003 I had lap band surgery for weight loss...I lost a whopping 60+ pounds! I stopped drinking all caffiene drinks, and for the most part, I kept it off...until this summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As you can see, my addictions will be the death of me..literally. I have ate and drank my weight in potato chips and sweet tea (and Sonic Blast Ice cream treats) this summer...and wouldn't you know, I've gained over 20 pounds in about 3 months AND I've noticed subtle changes in how I feel... Like when I weighed my heaviest- my joints are hurting daily, I'm retaining fluid, I'm more thirsty lately, I've gotten a little blurry vision...all signs of high blood sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RrIoHe3KZTI/AAAAAAAAACU/-tORh9ACASk/s1600-h/glucose+meter.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094178237518079282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 53px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 45px" height="177" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RrIoHe3KZTI/AAAAAAAAACU/-tORh9ACASk/s200/glucose+meter.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/RrIoHe3KZTI/AAAAAAAAACU/-tORh9ACASk/s1600-h/glucose+meter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So I took the test...I good finger stick and Viola! My life is changing with the count down of the little machine in my hand. August 1 blood sugar 138- yes that's fasting. Anything over 100 is pre-diabetes, and anything over 120 is Diabetes. GULP (and not the sweet tea kinda gulp either) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today I rechecked it because I just know that is a mistake- I also weighed myself - YEP I've gained over 20 pounds and If you THINK I'm going to post my actual weight now....you're crazier than I am!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But my blood sugar today (after watching my diet yesterday) is 128. Better but not good enough. This is scarey stuff for me! &lt;strong&gt;I'm to young, to healthy for diabetes!!&lt;/strong&gt; but, the little machine doesn't know enough to lie to me....so here it is, my journey once again as a diabetic. But statistically, my age is against me this time. I am going to somehow come to realization that I truely and not just a "pre-diabetic" but that I have diabetes..that has to be managed diligently...with diet and exercise before that option is taken away from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You would think as a nurse for over 25 years..that I would have a real understanding of diabetes management...but it's easier to teach than to do (in my case) I have those little voices in my head taunting me with the temptation of (just a little ice cream won't hurt today....) or..you can sit on your duff today, and exercise tomorrow....YEAH RIGHT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, as of August 1st, 2007 I am leading the life of a diabetic...more diligent in my health &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-5164133877869710974?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/5164133877869710974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=5164133877869710974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5164133877869710974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/5164133877869710974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-knew-it-would-catch-up-with-me.html' title='I knew it would catch up with me....'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/RrIoHu3KZUI/AAAAAAAAACc/-NC855FxOpE/s72-c/fingerstick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-2267609326777056913</id><published>2007-07-31T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T15:00:13.730-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature at her finest'/><title type='text'>Twinkle Twinkle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love living out in the country like we do! The minute I turn the corner for our road, I can feel the tension and daily stress melt away. As I drive down the canopy covered road and watch for deer, turtles, and wild turkey, I love to see all that God has created living in my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, as we were coming home (Marne, Kelsey and I car pooled to save a little gas- and be GREENER) we had this amazing blue bird swoop in front of us! I know why they call it the blue bird of happiness- how can you be sad seeing this brilliant little bird flit around happily unaware that you have bills, and clients and paperwork waiting for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as we pulled up- we noticed a BABY Jennett! &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-QIe3KZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xxNP6d3dJro/s1600-h/Star+and+Twinkle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093448178977105154" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="164" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-QIe3KZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xxNP6d3dJro/s200/Star+and+Twinkle.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our neighbors the Coopers (kitty corner from our house)have a Jennett Called Star- it's like a donkey but the male is the Jack- she had a BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-QIe3KZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xxNP6d3dJro/s1600-h/Star+and+Twinkle.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We quickly pulled into the driveway and ran across the street to see. Star is her name and she PROUDLY brought the baby over for us to ooohhh and ahhh over. I even got to pet the baby a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minute!&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-Une3KZSI/AAAAAAAAACM/2_sIaaM1wfA/s1600-h/Star+and+Twinkle+being+petted0730071721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093453109599560994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-Une3KZSI/AAAAAAAAACM/2_sIaaM1wfA/s200/Star+and+Twinkle+being+petted0730071721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's she sweet? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marne and I went and talked to Lori and suggested the baby be named "Twinkle" as in "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star!" She liked that and will consider it... (that's what I'll call her no matter what they decide! LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-QI-3KZRI/AAAAAAAAACE/t9FUBn2Xj94/s1600-h/Star+and+Twinkle+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093448187567039762" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="173" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-QI-3KZRI/AAAAAAAAACE/t9FUBn2Xj94/s200/Star+and+Twinkle+2.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sure is cuter than that emu that came to visit us when we first moved in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-2267609326777056913?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/2267609326777056913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=2267609326777056913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2267609326777056913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/2267609326777056913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/07/twinkle-twinkle.html' title='Twinkle Twinkle'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq-QIe3KZQI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xxNP6d3dJro/s72-c/Star+and+Twinkle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7744812738186345149</id><published>2007-07-30T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T11:42:08.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If all weekends were like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday, Bob, Jon and I went to see the movie Ratatouille. It's about a Rat that can cook. If you can get past the fact that a disease infested vermon is cooking for you, I guess the movie was good. Unlike Mickey Mouse that doesn't look like a rat- Ratatouille was a likeable enough character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, Bob, Jon and I went to breakfast at Shoney's. (They ate, I drank Tea) and then we went to the used book store to see if we could get some store credit- I got both the guys to start purging the mountain of books at our house. I'm also ready to release my Danielle Steel collection. I had over 30 hardback books of hers- that's a lot of K-ching $$ over the years! But I'm ready to de-clutter! I guess this is in preparation for my mother's move next year...it inspires me to free myself of "stuff". Of course, I bought more Scrapbook "stuff" at Hobby Lobby while I was in the neighborhood! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we met up with Greg and went computer window shopping. We made it to Sam's Club and Costco- believe it or not some good deals can be had there! Of course, I got to do a little other shopping. I think I got Bob talked into waiting for Anniversary/Christmas to buy our computer- and get a few other things cleared up before that. Then we came back to play cards! Jon played with us, as Kelsey was working- and Marne was otherwise occupied. He suggested Rook- and I have to say he played extremely well! I think Greg and I narrowly beat our opponents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday! I went to church while the HEATHENS I live with slept! &lt;grin&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we met up with Greg and Gayla and took all our dogs to the Duck River down at Henry Horton State park!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Sqe3KZLI/AAAAAAAAABU/sWAsUt8oJpI/s1600-h/Duck+River+July+07+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093028749650846898" style="CURSOR: hand" height="148" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Sqe3KZLI/AAAAAAAAABU/sWAsUt8oJpI/s200/Duck+River+July+07+010.jpg" width="104" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a lot of fun- Dixie really enjoyed being in the water again, but didn't like that Gabbie kept stealing "her" frisbee! Dixie couldn't swim fast enough to get there before Gabbie did! Gracie wasn't as excited about being in the water- and Dixie would stay on shore and whine because she was so short legged she couldn't be out in the water like the two Goldens could! It was a great-until Gayla got dumped in the water by the dogs and got hurt. HOPE you feel better Gayla!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Greg, Marne and Kelsey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Spu3KZKI/AAAAAAAAABM/aBItyurUsfU/s1600-h/Duck+River+July+07+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093028736765944994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Spu3KZKI/AAAAAAAAABM/aBItyurUsfU/s200/Duck+River+July+07+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gabbie&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4SsO3KZOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3aMaWw9B_KI/s1600-h/Duck+River+July+07+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093028779715618018" style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" height="95" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4SsO3KZOI/AAAAAAAAABs/3aMaWw9B_KI/s200/Duck+River+July+07+003.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Gracie&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4TEu3KZPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JgGSr-HqV70/s1600-h/Duck+River+July+07+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093029200622413042" style="WIDTH: 163px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="85" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4TEu3KZPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JgGSr-HqV70/s200/Duck+River+July+07+005.jpg" width="117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4SrO3KZMI/AAAAAAAAABc/PxyYZXyIe4o/s1600-h/Duck+River+July+07+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093028762535748802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4SrO3KZMI/AAAAAAAAABc/PxyYZXyIe4o/s200/Duck+River+July+07+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Sru3KZNI/AAAAAAAAABk/YDNZ7Mwyehc/s1600-h/Duck+River+July+07+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093028771125683410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Sru3KZNI/AAAAAAAAABk/YDNZ7Mwyehc/s200/Duck+River+July+07+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       Dixie the WONDER DOG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And again, afterwards, we played MORE cards! Could it get any better??&lt;br /&gt;Well for a simple girl that likes family, friends and easy times- it doesn't get much better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7744812738186345149?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7744812738186345149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7744812738186345149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7744812738186345149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7744812738186345149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-weekend.html' title='Another Weekend'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</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://bp3.blogger.com/_PeBenMl6R0A/Rq4Sqe3KZLI/AAAAAAAAABU/sWAsUt8oJpI/s72-c/Duck+River+July+07+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-7992668627796270227</id><published>2007-07-21T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T18:43:00.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideal Weekend- if not  on vacation</title><content type='html'>Saturday! Ahhh, the first weekend with nothing specific planned! I had to go into town today to get bug stuff for my roses- and while I was at Lowe's, my son Jon and I checked out paint chips to see about painting his room before school starts. A new coat of paint- maybe a fresh start??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only bad thing that happened, my oldest daughter, called me in tears, she wasn't feeling well- I tried to give her advice over the phone, but no matter how old they are I guess, the MOM gene kicks in and the worry overtakes you. We must have talked about 10 times in about 30 minutes- go try this...then call me, try that..then call me...eventually after about 1/2 hour she was feeling better. WHEW! Back to SHOPPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon wanted to go to Borders today, he and his other sister Kelsey went there to get the Harry Potter book at midnight, I guess Kelsey stayed up 'till 4 a.m. reading- she's currently on chapter 9 already! I haven't even read one all the way through- I probably should....I've seen the movies and the movies were great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at Borders, I purused the magazine isle- my favorite place! I found this Somerset Living magazine, and it mentioned weblogs! (by artists and writers- both of which I pretend I am in my fantasy world) I hope to develop my blog like I saw in those pages!&lt;br /&gt;I also picked up 2 writing magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friend Dorene (HI DORENE!) is in New Mexico trying on a new life, and having a window of opportunity to write the book she's always wanted...she and I both have talked about writing- she's more likely to do it than I, - I digress, please try to stay with me- it's not easy but I'll do my best to stay on topic.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I do have three books in this brain of mine that I would love to try my fingers at. The first one would be a girly book about friendships- which may be sequels (yeah right). The second one is about the Parish Nurse- maybe a text/chicken soup mix type book, and the last one, hmm can't remember now, guess I won't write that one! HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, these magazines are going to tell me HOW to do the writing! The first one,is &lt;strong&gt;Writer's Digest&lt;/strong&gt; and has writing software, I would love to get my hands on that! We are thinking of buying a new computer maybe a laptop, and I would buy some software to write! It also has inspiring writing rooms... I've always fancied a beautiful corner in my house, where writing tablets, exquisite pens, sketch pads, pictures and a comfy chair are, with NO distractions-- not bloodly likely in my house with the three kids, and dog and two cats in this house... as I'm writing I have dear son moaning about his shin splints and trying to whine about having to mow and channel surfing. Who says boys can't multi-task?&lt;br /&gt;The other writing magazine, &lt;strong&gt;The Writer&lt;/strong&gt;- article on How to fix 3 common fiction errors.... my guess is you have to actually WRITE in order to hafve an error- but hey I can learn &lt;em&gt;BEFORE&lt;/em&gt; I make the mistakes right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last magazine is about Baby pages for scrapbooking! I hope to put some of my scrapbook pages on the blog (I'm taking pictures of them tonight) and the ones that I'm making for my new niece! I'm very excited about making her a pre-made album!  (HI DEB and MARC!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the coming weeks, check back for more art work, progress on the writing, and more blabbing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-7992668627796270227?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/7992668627796270227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=7992668627796270227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7992668627796270227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/7992668627796270227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/07/ideal-weekend-if-not-on-vacation.html' title='Ideal Weekend- if not  on vacation'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-4895852473862515471</id><published>2007-07-18T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T16:12:21.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just a day'/><title type='text'>A day of completeness</title><content type='html'>Today I've finally caught up on my work that was due Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with an individual today that is HIV +- I can't pretend to know what struggles that person has to face.  Having trouble getting Social Security disability- other health issues that are arising. I was honored to be able to put this person in contact with someone that specializes in disability claims. I pray for this person- that help is provided and more importantly, HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see another client today, we helped with getting a prosthetic leg. It is so encouraging when that person smiles back and you can see God's grace radiate back to you. I thank God that he used me to put together the opportunities that Graceworks was able to help find the funds to pay for a new lease on life for this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I spoke with a senator's executive assistant today as well. They have someone they are working with that is elderly, and has financial concerns. It never ceases to amaze me where people hear about Graceworks and their hearts to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to visit an elderly woman, she had been married 59 years to her beloved. There is a picture in her living room taken this past Christmas, he is handing her a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and she is looking at him with such love- as if it's a first blush of love!  You would think she would be beside herself in grief and sadness, instead she listens to praise music and christian radio and that fills her life with Hope and Peace. My co-worker took over a volunteer to visit with her, and I think they will hit it off famously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Angela (my co-worker) and I had a chance to brainstorm on some new ministries that we are developing. Together we came up with names for the programs that brought goose bumps to me when I heard them! I am so excited to start working on these! The home ministries program that helps low income seniors and those with disabilities repair homes, build ramps, fix things around the house will be named Hands For Homes! The visitation program has been named Heart to Home. How awesome those names go together!&lt;br /&gt;The parish nurse program in development is the Life alert systems that will be offered to elderly or disabled for a nominal fee- will be named "Everpresent Care" Because God is ever- present. and this program will offer someone on the end of the button 24 hours/7 days a week to those living alone, or other conditions that put them at risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's dinner is snap green beans and potatoes with Bacon! YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;I might even get a hair cut before church so I gotta boogie now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-4895852473862515471?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/4895852473862515471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=4895852473862515471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4895852473862515471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/4895852473862515471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-of-completeness.html' title='A day of completeness'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7824592645236855147.post-1440206906890395704</id><published>2007-07-13T08:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T08:40:19.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>I got to come to work early today- notice I say "GOT"- if I wanted a ride, my sweet daughter that was coming into town for work had to drop me off EXTRA early today- so she could make it somewhere close to on time. This afforded me uninterupted time to play on the computer, since ours is broken at home!&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted my own blog spot- this has been one of my new years resolutions for a long time- and now I'm finally doing it!&lt;br /&gt;The girls have gotten me going on Myspace- but that is so junked up with kids, and crap- however fun it is to find blinkies for your space- I wanted no-- NEED something more grown up.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 13th, traditionally a bad luck day- but I don't believe in "LUCK" anymore- LUCK is short for Lucifer- and I don't give the devil authority over my day! GOD is in control of my life!&lt;br /&gt;So, for the 13th, we're going to watch some movies on TV and get ready for a fun weekend! I'm going to clean house (no, that's not the fun part!) and go scrapbooking a little on Saturday at the library, then I'm going to see Harry Potter with the family! Sunday, the family is making scarce and seeing Transformers (BLECK!) and I'm having a few friends over for SCRAPBOOKING!&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to play with my friends! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's almost time for my meeting so I have to get into business mode - for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7824592645236855147-1440206906890395704?l=justjanesjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/feeds/1440206906890395704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7824592645236855147&amp;postID=1440206906890395704&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1440206906890395704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7824592645236855147/posts/default/1440206906890395704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjanesjournal.blogspot.com/2007/07/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Just Jane's Journal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10682184369494056363</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
