<?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-5190096199475688351</id><updated>2012-01-22T13:59:02.669-08:00</updated><category term='sadness to the extreme.'/><category term='Venting- big time'/><category term='YIPPEE'/><category term='reliving the past'/><category term='I&apos;m TIRED'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='work'/><category term='clothing'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='working'/><category term='finding a job'/><title type='text'>Life of Jenny</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190096199475688351.post-1272441473330112963</id><published>2012-01-22T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:59:02.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>40 weeks- due date</title><content type='html'>well, its my due date&amp;nbsp;but no baby yet...lol. There's a reason he hasn't made his appearance yet and if I knew what it was, I probably wouldn't be so fussy, cranky, uncomfortable, irritable or as bitchy as i have been these past 3 days. Contractions have been off and on and I have lost my mucus plug-(gross) however, I am ready for the pregnancy phase to be over and parenthood to REALLY begin! Guess all we can do is wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1272441473330112963?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1272441473330112963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/40-weeks-due-date.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1272441473330112963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1272441473330112963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/40-weeks-due-date.html' title='40 weeks- due date'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1817202998056846348</id><published>2012-01-14T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T10:06:09.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>39 weeks</title><content type='html'>Technically I don't hit the 39 week mark until tomorrow...however it doesn't really matter when I post the blog, as long as I post it so Gramma has something to read:) LOL.... Went to the Dr yesterday, checked everything and I'm 60 percent effaced and 2cm dilated. His heart rate was back in the 160s, but that could be the coke I pretty much downed before the appointment! I guess the dilation can answer why I've started having some contractions here and there...This morning they started up again, however stopped, but Jerry was in front of me when a really good one happened. I think my knuckles were turning white because i just held on to the counter and looked like I was about to cry. All he asked was is the baby coming? I said i don't know yet...He's not- Just decided to give mommy a taste of what was to come I guess. lol....I can handle most pain as long as I keep my mouth shut. If I start talking, something bad will come out- which it won't be me, it'll be the pain talking, but I don't want to end up hurting Jerry's feelings or something so I just keep my mouth shut when I start feeling any pain. Also learned yesterday on the way back from the drs, Logan is a metallica fan. Jerry had it on loud with bass going and Logan just started kicking and rolling to the music. I just stared at Jerry, because he NEVER does that when I have country music going. He likes the oldies and some of the hip hop(rap) I play but definitely not country:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1817202998056846348?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1817202998056846348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/39-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1817202998056846348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1817202998056846348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/39-weeks.html' title='39 weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-5870293045182277745</id><published>2012-01-08T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T06:38:46.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>38 Weeks</title><content type='html'>We have 2 weeks left:) I'm getting excited! Went to the Doctor Friday- heart rate was in 120s-130s but he was sleeping. He's in the PERFECT birthing position....head first and nose down:) all we do is wait now...which it's a full moon tonight/tomorrow so maybe he'll make an appearance! We did get ultrasound pictures of him but they werent very good because his back was to us, however she did manage to get what she thinks is his "boy parts" which if they are....oh boy is daddy happy...lol. Right now we are just putting the finishing touches on Logan's room and then that's all set! Now, I am just trying to figure out how to put the car seat in the car without it moving a lot...For some reason, I cannot figure a rear-facing carseat out! Lol----guess we will find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-5870293045182277745?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5870293045182277745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/38-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5870293045182277745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5870293045182277745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/38-weeks.html' title='38 Weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3786548943696909865</id><published>2012-01-01T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T08:00:15.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>37 weeks</title><content type='html'>Yup- 37 weeks! Meaning I'm considered full-term and could deliver safely:) Now comes the waiting game. Dr. Appt Thursday went well- heartbeat was still in 160's, blood pressure is still low but stable, and he's still head down! I measured 36 centimeters which was right on target! However, I did test positive for Strep B, which is a bacterial infection found in 25% of women-&amp;nbsp;I am considered a carrier and could possibly pass it down to my child during labor and delivery. All it means is that I would have to take antibiotics during labor and it greatly reduces the chances of Logan getting sick from strep b. I'm not too concerned about it because as soon as I found out I had it, a few people came up and said they had it and it's not really that big of a deal as long as you treat it during labor:) I will have to stay in the hospital for two days(that's the incubation time for logan to get sick from it) and if everything checks out, we can go home! We start going weekly to the doctor until I deliver and Friday she is doing a sonogram:) so we get pictures of him one last time in the womb before we see him in person! I can't wait:) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The nursery is almost finished! I have the crib and bassinet set up and ready! Mom and Dad put the bassinet together- that was funny cause it's been 16 years since they put one together and now they were fussing because something didn't go somewhere right- funniest was Dad and Jerry putting the crib together. Mom and I stayed in the dining room cuz there wasn't alot of room to stand around in there, but it was too silent in there so we went to snoop thinking dad had killed jerry or something.lol... well, they were both fine and dad was making Jerry do most of the work because we have the crib that goes from crib to toddler to full and he needed to know how to redo it, not dad:) then mom and I put the sheets and stuff on the crib while Jerry's telling me things- mom finally explained to him the fathers role is to SHUT UP! The nursery is more for mom anyway:) 3 more weeks and then we are there!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3786548943696909865?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3786548943696909865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/37-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3786548943696909865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3786548943696909865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2012/01/37-weeks.html' title='37 weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-563905971838021179</id><published>2011-12-26T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T21:27:22.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>36 weeks</title><content type='html'>I'm 36 weeks and 1 day. I have a drs. appt on Thursday to check on Logan. I went to the dr Thursday because he wasn't moving, which normally, I wouldn't worry, but he hadn't moved in about 4 hours. So I tried eating, walking around and drinking Ice water and when that didn't work I called my dr and she said to come in and we'll check on him, but also to check on me because my blood pressure was low last week. I dragged Emily along because mom didn't want me going alone, and they had me hooked up to monitors for about 30 minutes and my blood pressure was low yet again, but they said they would rather it be a little low than a little high. The nurse came in and checked on me a few times but aside from that, it was just me and Emily in the room. The whole time we were there I was joking telling her they're gonna induce me and you're gonna be the only one here. She went (exact words!) HELL NO THEY AREN'T and proceeded to tell me she has Jerry's number and she'll hold the nurse off until he gets here. Well, as soon as the monitors were put on me, low and behold my already stubborn son decided that he would try to kick them off and start moving. Heart rates were good and he was moving the whole time monitors were on my stomach. Now it's just the waiting game because on Sunday, when I turn 37 weeks, they will consider me full term and Logan can come whenever he decides to come. Now- will he be like his daddy and be early for everything or like his mommy- right on time or fashionably late? LOL guess we will find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-563905971838021179?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/563905971838021179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/36-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/563905971838021179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/563905971838021179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/36-weeks.html' title='36 weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-5914264729305547204</id><published>2011-12-24T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T10:36:17.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And it's Happened:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j-36h3ysRAY/TvYbWpT080I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6BSYORVvqcE/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j-36h3ysRAY/TvYbWpT080I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6BSYORVvqcE/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, some would say Hell Has Frozen Over, other's would say It's About Time- I say, It's the perfect timing for us:) Not set on a date yet- he said in about a year....so stay tuned.lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-5914264729305547204?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5914264729305547204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-its-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5914264729305547204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5914264729305547204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-its-happened.html' title='And it&apos;s Happened:)'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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/-j-36h3ysRAY/TvYbWpT080I/AAAAAAAAAC8/6BSYORVvqcE/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190096199475688351.post-5636817361131708541</id><published>2011-12-19T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T22:32:03.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>35 weeks</title><content type='html'>Well, another week has come and gone. I'm very surprised I handled it as well as I did. First off, Mondays and Tuesdays are easy- nothing ever really happens:), Wednesday, after Cryxis had peed on the bed and we washed the sheets, we found out that he had also peed on the comforter. Our washer wouldn't hold it, so I texted mom and she said that I could use her washer to get it cleaned. Well, on the way to moms house, a lovely cop decides to pull me over in Jerry's car and tell me I was going 65 in a 55. HA, was not! I was clearly going 5 over, but you know what, cops cannot be argued with. They'll always win. So had to deal with Jerry being mad at that and like all men, thinking I deliberately did it so he'd have to spend more money because I had just been released from my job Sunday and didn't have any money...blah blah blah...Thursday ended up with more of the silent treatment and him leaving for a friends house because we couldn't be in the same room really. Friday was payday- went and got tires on the car, I'd been crying all morning because we had fixed everything Thursday but I was still upset over getting a ticket. Went to my parents Friday after being told I couldn't by Jerry- heads up- NEVER tell me I can't go to my parents house, makes me mad. So I left, came back, he found out, and since his friends were having a get-together the same night as the family Christmas party, he decides to start a fight and say Well I'm not Going to the Christmas party tonight. I DID NOT TAKE THE BAIT. He gets so mad because I let him have his little temper tantrum like the 5 year old he really is, let him go to work, I went and completely cleaned the bedroom (get me really pissed off, I clean) woke up to him bringing me breakfast AND telling me WE will leave for the party around 4. We got there at 2pm because he got hungry and knew mom would have something. If I did not find the ALMOST EXACT MATCH of my dad, I don't think I ever will. Every little argument I see mom and dad having, I'm thinking- wow, didn't I just deal with this before I left my house? Well, anyways, he was somewhat sociable at the Christmas party, and then Sunday- our baby shower! I think he enjoyed it a lot more than I did. I for one, am not comfortable being center of attention. So sitting in front of people, even though I know them, bothers me. He seemed just fine, and was soaking in the fact that in a couple of weeks, we are going to be parents. We got a lot of nice things for Logan *THANKS TO EVERYONE WHO CAME* and to KATE, SARA, GRAMMA, and RACHEL for getting everything going:) Finally, today- we had a dr appointment this morning with a midwife because our doctor is on vacation. I'm measuring 35 weeks, right on schedule, heartbeat was in the 150s, blood pressure is good, and he's dropped. They also screened me for Strep B, which I have never heard of before until I got pregnant, but ok...they did that, and I will know the results the 29th when I go back. Spent the rest of the day with mom and the gang, and said goodbye to everyone because I will not be back to moms house tomorrow. Knowing in just a few weeks, we'll see everyone again...this time at my house to see LOGAN! Now I'm getting anxious to see him. I want to know who he looks like! LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-5636817361131708541?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5636817361131708541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/35-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5636817361131708541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5636817361131708541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/35-weeks.html' title='35 weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-8153862196495991505</id><published>2011-12-10T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:56:54.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>34 weeks</title><content type='html'>I don't officially turn 34 weeks until tomorrow-but since I'm pretty much "homebound" until I deliver, there's only so much I can do. Last night,&amp;nbsp;I had to work- another simple shift, and managers know that I sit down most of it due to my feet. Well, around 8 o'clock last night I started feeling "cramps" in my stomach, I thought it was just due to eating nachos for dinner, but nope...Since they didn't go away in an hour, I called my sister to call the dr and see what I should do because technically I wasn't supposed to use the store phone. Well, she didn't get ahold of anyone so I told Jerry what was going on and that I was going to call the dr when I got off at 11 to see what we should do. Finally realizing they were contractions and they were 10-15 minutes apart when I called, she said that if they get to 9 or below, just come to the hospital and she'll see what's going on. Well, about 30 minutes after I got home, they were 8 minutes apart. So I called mom and told her what was going on and then I called Jerry to come home from work and we went to the hospital. When I got there, I wasn't really feeling anything but wanted to really make sure everything was ok. They hooked me up to monitors and when the dr came in she said you aren't contracting every 8 minutes, you're contracting every minute or two. SHOCK!!! I looked at Jerry, then her and said I don't feel them. She said that's good and she went to check my cervix and said I was 50% effaced but not dilated so she was just going to give me a shot of something that started with a T and it should stop the contractions. I was also ordered to drink water because I was dehydrated and that was contributing to some of the contractions. Well, as soon as they gave me the shot, they put me on a heart monitor because the medication makes your heart jumpy and you feel jittery- I completely felt that. It was funny trying to text mom what was going on while my hands were shaking. They finally released me around 3:30 this morning, told me since I only had 2 days left, to call my manager and tell her that my dr would appreciate if i would not go back to work and to take it easy until delivery. I've had a pretty good pregnancy so far, and no doubt I still have a few weeks to go. I know I overdid it on working and not resting enough, so I am going to try to stay relaxed and calm. Cryxis will be very happy, because now he's out of his kennel more(he's in there when we sleep so he doesn't destroy the place) and he's now just lounging around with me:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-8153862196495991505?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8153862196495991505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/34-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/8153862196495991505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/8153862196495991505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/34-weeks.html' title='34 weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7775218849570940117</id><published>2011-12-04T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:04:25.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 weeks</title><content type='html'>Figured since I'm getting close to my due date, I would blog each week on how I'm feeling and what "new" things are happening:) Well, for starters, I still feel great. People are still amazed when they ask if I'm pregnant and I say yes, 8 months. However, once they realize it's my first, they want to ask why I'm still working, any symptoms still around, just the normal questions. Here are all the answers- I never really had "morning" sickness. I felt sick and threw up maybe twice during my pregnancy that wasn't associated with the flu I caught in September. Other symptoms? My feet hurt alot, but that's probably due to gaining 20 pounds throughout the pregnancy. Yes, I am starting to have cravings- pineapple chunks and chocolate syrup and then I really have the craving for waffles and bbq sauce- but I am not ready to try that just yet. My back hurts and my toes- not my feet and ankles, just toes have started to swell up a little bit. LOL. Other than that, just having to pee, A LOT, and nerves finally sinking in that a few weeks from now, I'll have my baby boy in my arms:) I'm 33 weeks today- I "age" every Sunday. Mom's coming to help me in the nursery Tuesday and we will finally be starting on it. I will take pictures and post during the stages of the remodel and will post when I can. I finally end my career (HA) at Kangaroo on the 11th. I can't say as I will miss the place, however, will miss working with a few people. One of which is buying my son an FSU outfit...I'll be nice and get a picture of him in it and let her see him in it but I'm a Gator fan... Jerry's family are Bulldogs and FSU- only when Jerry has him alone, can he wear such foul colors as Red and Gold. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan is still moving around great- and last night I realized after starting to get worried because he wasn't moving as much as I wanted him to, at the sound of his daddys voice, he moves more. I didn't notice it before because I figured he couldn't really hear or make out Jerry's voice. Apparently, he can. Every time Jerry would say something, I'd get a nudge or a flip out of Logan. It was cool- let's see if he's still like that after he's born:) &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Tomorrow we try something new- We are going to Jacksonville to see Jerry's brother, fiance' and their daughter who has just about reached 4 months old. Last time we saw everyone, Candace was 6-7 months and I had just found out 3 weeks prior that we were expecting. So except for pictures, nobody has seen how much I've changed and how much weight Jerry has gained(sorry jerry lol) Even people at work tell Jerry, its because I'm pregnant- you see her eating, it automatically makes you want something even though you aren't hungry. It's normal. He found that out when his uniform pants (to me anyway) looked a little small around the waist. But being the loving, caring and sensitive wife I am, I said nothing, as he says (mostly) nothing about my pants getting tighter or shirts not really fitting. Personally, I think it amazes him just how much my body has changed since we found out we were pregnant. Christmas I was 118 pounds, when I lost my job, I got bored so I ate and bumped up to 132- however I didn't really look much different. I'm 154 now, which is fine with me. It means I'm doing the right thing and not starving myself. LOL. Baby needs nutrients and I'm willing to gain a few stretch marks and a couple pant sizes to do it. I said a couple though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7775218849570940117?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7775218849570940117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/33-weeks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7775218849570940117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7775218849570940117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/12/33-weeks.html' title='33 weeks'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2149872243685530675</id><published>2011-11-30T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T08:58:21.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>32 weeks 3 days</title><content type='html'>So: went to doctor and everything still looks nomal. Logan's already in the birthing position:) So that's something I'm not constantly worrying about anymore. The 11th is my last day of work and starting yesterday, I've begun what is known as Braxton Hicks. LOVELY little contractions that "prepare" you for the real thing. He's moving around a lot lately, and books have said that he'd slow down in this trimester due to there not being enough room- well, a man obviously wrote that book because that was a flat out lie. He moves now more than ever. Dr said at least 10 movements in 2 hours is fine, she said it's the equivalent of a soccer game. Yeah- my baby likes to play double headers each with overtime:) Oh well, I'm sure I'll miss the little nudges(punches and kicks)he's been giving me once he escapes! Right now we are trying to find a pediatrician- well we found one, but I've never in my life filled out anything for anybody other than myself. I know all my information,but jeez, you want mine, Jerry's and Logan's and Logan isn't even born yet. Can' exactly tell you a lot about him! Anyways, the tree is up, but not decorated- found out we have no decorations! So a trip to dollar tree this week(they have amazing looking decorations for a dollar!) and then as soon as my border for Logan's room comes in(said would be here today- ok we will see!) The nursery is definitely getting started, because as Gramma Karen wants him over cooked, I don't really see him waiting until his due date to make an appearance. However, I am not jinxing myself because I would like him to stay in there as long as possible so he's the healthiest and happiest baby he can be! I'm just getting really anxious to finally hold this child that has probably cracked at least one of my ribs and definitely ruined my bladder function. I've started dreaming about him, I guess all moms do that. In every dream, he has Jerry's brown eyes, but idk-maybe he'll keep my blue eyes....Like I said, I'm just getting anxious and excited, and I still have 3 more big exciting things to go through- I leave my job next sunday, My baby shower is the 18th, and Christmas is the 25th- and inbetween all that, I have a dr appt the 19 and the 29th! However, I cannot wait:) I'm usually not a "crowd" person, but I haven't seen a lot of my family since June. I wasn't even showing yet. I've seen Kate once- not gramma or sara or anybody else for that matter- mainly because I could never get off work on time if they were up here, or get the time off to go down with mom and dad. Now I'm on the "can't go anywhere more than hour and a half away" deal, so I'm homebound until after I have Logan, which is fine- I do hate being in a car for more than 30 minutes at a time anyway. That trip to Ocala with Rachel almost killed me. Oh well, there's dishes and laundry to be done- so I guess I will get off of here....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2149872243685530675?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2149872243685530675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/11/32-weeks-3-days.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2149872243685530675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2149872243685530675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/11/32-weeks-3-days.html' title='32 weeks 3 days'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-561419557891321291</id><published>2011-11-20T08:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T08:55:33.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 weeks:) 9 to go!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm 31 weeks today:) though last time we went to the doctor, he was measuring 32 weeks at 29 weeks...so maybe when we go back the 28th, she'll bump up his due date:) it'd be around Jan 7th if she does! The nursery has been started, I just bought the wallpaper border for his room- all monkeys! Mom is helping me with the room. And, I am happy to announce in a few short weeks i will be quitting my job:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-561419557891321291?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/561419557891321291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/11/31-weeks-9-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/561419557891321291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/561419557891321291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/11/31-weeks-9-to-go.html' title='31 weeks:) 9 to go!!!!!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6671832501585252928</id><published>2011-09-18T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T05:11:49.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS A BOY!!!!</title><content type='html'>Yep! Logan Alexander it is:) We were very happy when we found out, and of course- wouldn't you know- I ended up with the child who wants the world to know what he is as soon as the nurse turned the ultrasound on! LOL. It was funny, she asked if we wanted to know, of course we said yes, and she said Good, cause there's your sons private areas right there! Legs spread opened showing mommy and daddy exactly what they wanted to see. Jerry didn't stop smiling until after the appointments. Mom and Dad went with us and waited for us to come out to know what it was, then we were treated to lunch where Jerry finally saw the "funny" side of my dad. Sidenote- Chinese people speak Chinese! Dad's going Si Si-(spanish) to the lady the whole time...Jerrys laughing all through dinner- oh and btw- dad thought it was a boy when we found out we were pregnant- and dad's apparently never been wrong- Anyways- that day came and gone- now making plans for the nursery- which is getting monkeys put in because lately, yeah- I like them...especially for a boy:) green, brown, blue and monkeys! That works! Still have quite a few things to get done- and next appointment the dr will probably make me take the glucose test:( have not heard good things about that test- hopefully I pass it so I won't have to take it anymore. Irons a little low which is normal- so she prescribed hamburger meat and peanut butter as supplements...I can definitely handle that! Growing even bigger in the tummy area- finally started taking pictures at about 20 weeks(when we found out) now Im 22 weeks, feeling great- but hard to believe I have 18 weeks left- and they're gonna go by way too quickly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6671832501585252928?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6671832501585252928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6671832501585252928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6671832501585252928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/09/its-boy.html' title='ITS A BOY!!!!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-8491690732664411187</id><published>2011-08-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T14:26:56.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who would've Thought?!</title><content type='html'>Well, last time I blogged, I was saying kids were not in mine and Jerry's immediate future. Be careful what you say- I found out less than a month after I wrote my last blog, that I was pregnant. However, the way we found out was NOT the way any woman wants to find out. I had been having sharp pains in my stomach for a few weeks. Started about a week after I had last blogged, they were excruciating. I was on the floor in the kitchen in pain while on the phone with my mom one time, it only lasted for a minute or two, but its like nothing relieved it. I would wake up with the pain, I couldn't eat much or anything. I finally went to the doctor because I couldn't handle it anymore, and she took blood and ran some tests, and said she would call when the results came in. I looked at her and asked her, please don't tell me it's just a trapped gas bubble or constipation pains when that test comes back- she said she doesn't think either one of those were it, but she was hoping it was that simple. Two days passed and finally Friday, she called me, told me I needed to come in to review my tests. Knowing that wasn't good, and Jerry still being at work, I explained that I would rather hear it over the phone than to be face to face with whatever problem she found. She hesitated, then proceeded to tell me that my blood test came back with a rather high reading on the HCG levels- not knowing at all what that meant, I asked her to explain what that was. She said that was the level that tells her about pregnancies. Yes, I was pregnant. I panicked, but not as bad as when she said that having pains like I was having was not a good sign when you are pregnant, and began to tell me that I could possibly be having an ectopic pregnancy.That sent me through the roof. I told her I would be in as soon as possible and hung up. First thing first, I hesitated calling my mom. I didn't want her to worry, but when you rely on her for everything, she's that first person, So i called her- she didn't seem too upset, just kind of worried for her daughter. She agreed to meet me at the doctors office and help me figure out what had to be done. Next call was Jerry- which took me quite a few minutes to dial because he was still at work and I didn't know how he would handle this- I managed to call him and tell him- he said ok, and hung up. Quick and painless. Until he got off work and called me and mom. I think he was scared, too. We finally get there, she's does more testing- I explain I wasn't having any more pains- hadn't for a couple days now, and when she does the pelvic exam she finally smiles and says well, you are pregnant- and I don't think it's ectopic. All I could do was smile. Timing was and is not perfect- but, like mom said- Its unplanned NOT unwanted----So after discussing and coming to the conclusion that she would be telling dad that day and then Jerry and I will announce it to them together in a few days, I went home to find, not a scared, nervous boyfriend, but a happy one whos laughing with our roommates(who are also pregnant) already planning the wedding if we should have one of each. Fast-Forward to today-----&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm 17 weeks, baby's great! Heartbeat stays in the 150s, Jerry's getting anxious for it to be here- and to find out what it is September 6th. We are tired of calling the baby peanut- He's actually the one who picked the names! :) When we are laying down to go to sleep- his hand should just be permanetly attached to my belly- it's there constantly, trying to find the baby or to at least feel "peanut" move. Right now I am the only one who can feel the baby, and it feels very funny! Also, "peanut" has found a punching bag in my belly- my bladder. I swear, somebody should invent a steel plate or something to go over the bladder when you become pregnant! Cravings- pretty much anything right now- I love sour food and taco bell- however the spicy food does not like me:( I'm still tired pretty much all the time, but I do get my bursts of energy. Everyone's getting really excited for this baby to be here- we still have 5 months- which seems like a long time, but I know it will go by so quickly! BTW- names are boy-Logan Alexander and girl-Rhylea (riley) Lynne. This baby is going to be so loved by mommy and daddy and I cannot wait to finally hold him/her. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-8491690732664411187?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8491690732664411187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-wouldve-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/8491690732664411187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/8491690732664411187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/08/who-wouldve-thought.html' title='Who would&apos;ve Thought?!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3059415532383454363</id><published>2011-04-25T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T18:31:24.750-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reliving the past'/><title type='text'>Looking through the past, Living during the present, Looking towards the future</title><content type='html'>Have you ever just sat back and looked at the decisions you have made in life? I did that just the other day, and being just shy of 20 years old, things are almost EXACTLY where I wanted them to be when I wrote my "dreams" down in a pink journal my gramma gave me for my 16th birthday. Only thing is, college is on hold and I am not married yet... which is fine. On the other hand, I wrote that by my 20th birthday, I wanted to have a job, be out of my parent's house and indepedent, find&amp;nbsp; wonderful man that keeps me on my toes, and let loose a little more. I have completed all of those. Well, not quite there on the independent stuff...it'll get there. Though I never would have imagined I would have found a man like Jerry.(I'm going to be mushy for a minute-bear with me...lol)- Though we have our fights and our differences, I have never met anyone who can make me smile just by looking at me. He is definitely my rock. Ever since I was 3-4 years old, I wanted to go on Supermarket Sweeps(old game show that came on before Jeopardy-don't judge me!) and find a Hubband....Well,the show got cancelled by the time I was 9, so that was a bust. However,&amp;nbsp;I wasn't giving up on the hubband...I do believe I have found him, but with him, I have to be patient. He is not quite ready to become a married man. SideNote-I believe marriage, to most men, is the number one scariest thing they will ever do. It's a committment not easily broken. I, too, am not quite ready to get married, but knowing me, if he asked tomorrow, we all know what my answer would be! And kids!!!! At 16, I wanted 8 kids(was I on crack?) Named Abigail Melissa, Madelyn Rose, Andrew Brynn, Matthew James, Ezekial Alexander, Josephine Marie, Evan Michael, and Jessica Kate. Now- It's 3 kids(maybe) named Mason Cole(per Jerry), Erin Lynne and Jessalyn Lavonne(jerry's gma who raised him). Though I know I may have more than one son, or no sons...I have particularily become fond on the name Kyrian...... I often wonder what it would be like to wake up every day, with Jerry as my husband and kids jumping on the bed waking mommy and daddy up...that's my dream right now. I dream the same dream almost every night....I wake up, make breakfast, sit at the table in the dining room and look around, there's Jerry at the head of the table, 2 small kids sitting at the table, (i cant ever tell what they are because it's a blur) and&amp;nbsp;I'm pregnant with our third. Cryxis joined the dream when we got him. It's like my subconscious sees my everyday life and then mixes it in with the reality I someday want. It's weird, but it is the most amazing dream I have ever dreamed. I cannot wait for it to come true. All in good time.... Presently, Jerry and I have only talked about kids a handful of times. We both agree nows not the best time. Though we do want kids eventually...Cryxis will do for now! I just thought I would put that little bit up here..still looking through the rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3059415532383454363?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3059415532383454363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-through-past-living-during.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3059415532383454363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3059415532383454363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/looking-through-past-living-during.html' title='Looking through the past, Living during the present, Looking towards the future'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-9162880318954821988</id><published>2011-04-15T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T14:22:31.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our newest addition:)</title><content type='html'>Meet our new baby boy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;CRYXIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Ftb1A-uaI/Tai3A7qgVuI/AAAAAAAAACA/wfcU_2AtgLI/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Ftb1A-uaI/Tai3A7qgVuI/AAAAAAAAACA/wfcU_2AtgLI/s320/103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&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/5190096199475688351-9162880318954821988?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9162880318954821988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-newest-addition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/9162880318954821988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/9162880318954821988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/04/our-newest-addition.html' title='our newest addition:)'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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/-p8Ftb1A-uaI/Tai3A7qgVuI/AAAAAAAAACA/wfcU_2AtgLI/s72-c/103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190096199475688351.post-7462780135696501675</id><published>2011-03-16T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:55:19.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess I've been slacking on my blogging...lol. Not much has really changed here other than the fact that we've moved....YUP....I got the MOST STUBBORN man to move out of his grandfathers house! We moved in with a couple of friends(rent is expensive!) and got away from some personal things that were causing a LOT of problems. Jerry got certified as a Correctional Officer in January and this past month, he was scheduled to start working midnight shift(12-8) at the prison. It's a little harder to adjust to this shift because when we would normally be doing something(fishing, shooting pool or just lounging around) we are sleeping. Also, we have a new addition to the family:) A PUPPY! His name is Krixis and he's a chocolate long-haired dauchsund. Pics will be up shortly, due to my ipod self-destructing and my camera not working half the time, I cannot take or post pictures to anything! But....that's it for now...I guess I'll post again later when something else happens.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7462780135696501675?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7462780135696501675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7462780135696501675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7462780135696501675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s Been Awhile'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-9114515686365576603</id><published>2010-10-15T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T10:48:20.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCTOBER!!!</title><content type='html'>ok, started new job...went from cashier to sales associate...A LOT BETTER! More hours actually:) Jerry's doing amazing with his training for C.O. Getting up at 5am Monday thru Thursday with him and then making sure he has everything for that day(few times he's had to come back and get things..even left his keys  in the house door.)  It hasn't been really dull here lately. We still live with his grandfather, but I am ready to move into a place of our own(financially not possible right now). We've gotten to where we rarely see eachother...I'm off Wed/Thursdays and he's off Fri-Sun. I see him between 5am-6am, but it's not really quality time as due to the facts he's showering and getting ready for work(I make lunches!) and then if I'm working, I won't get off until 11 at night when he gets off at 5:30, so he's asleep by the time I get home...I do love Wednesday and Thursday nights...even with the HALO playing.*video game jerry LOVES* That's our time...we usually stay at the house and just lounge around. Honestly, I do miss him being unemployed once in a while...NOT the no income part...the fact that I only worked maybe 16 hours a week, so there were like 4-5 days where we could do whatever we wanted(with limited funds) and not worry bout being up at 5  the next morning or having clothes ready and washed for work. Life has definitely knocked on the door and awakened us! I am thankful everyday that God has given Jerry this amazing job! I am a nervous person with the Prison because he's always talking about Shanks and riots, which scare me...however I, too have my application floating around the North Region of florida looking to become a C.O., however, after my probation and my 2 yrs is up I would more than likely go to the police force or private investigation. I have been shown careness and concern from Jerry because when I did tell him that I had applied for those positions of UCI and RMC, he told me that even though he did it, he doesnt feel comfortable with me working there...he said I couldn't handle it, which I was stubborn and told him "I'll prove it" he said, the way the men would treat you out there (inmates and other C.O.'s) he doesn't want to see me get hurt...so I pretty much dropped the idea. Mainly, because I love Jerry and I know he was only saying that because he's seen it and he knows me and how much I CAN handle. Still didn't stop me from trying ONE MORE TIME! If they call me, I will proceed, if not, God and Jerry have decided it's not what's best for me.  ANYWAYS, Halloween is around the corner! I'm gonna either be a fairy or a nurse....got Jerry dressing up! We have a party we are going to the 30th, so I guess he's only doing it for that:) Guess I'll quit typing...fingers are cramping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-9114515686365576603?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9114515686365576603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/10/october.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/9114515686365576603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/9114515686365576603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/10/october.html' title='OCTOBER!!!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3328289384855822922</id><published>2010-08-14T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:16:53.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August 2010</title><content type='html'>Okay... finally have a new job... a cashier at Walmart... not exactly what I WANTED to do, but hey... I'm not complaining... got a little bit of a pay cut, but working 30 hours a week is definitely making up for it!!! 9 months with Jerry.... he starts his new job as a correctional officer on the 20th---we are both very excited... we both have new and better jobs, better pay and we will soon be able to pay bills on our own! That's been my goal. I thank mom and dad for being there when i need them and the very FEW times that I don't. I don't know what I would do without them:) Finally cooking a few meals here and there for me and Jerry... Made pizza, ham and au gratin potatoes, ham and pineapple on rice, and nachos...(all different nights) the only mishap i had was the oven cooks just a little bit faster than moms oven so when I went by what moms oven did, I ended up burning the pizza... he ate it... but complained just a little bit. Visiting Gramma and Papa has been delayed yet again due to the fact that I'm on a 90 day probation at work, and I don't really know when my days off are yet... we might just go down for a day sometime near in the future...hopefully BEFORE christmas, but I'm not promising ANYTHING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3328289384855822922?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3328289384855822922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3328289384855822922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3328289384855822922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-2010.html' title='August 2010'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3633134336905831600</id><published>2010-06-20T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:31:31.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 20th</title><content type='html'>Happy Father's Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, day started off rocky. I'm not going to lie about that. Woke up about 11am. Which hasn't happened in a while. Usually getting up between 7-9am. Lounged around for a bit with Jerry and I get a text from mom saying Lunch is on it's way. So Jerry and I start getting ready to leave, however, we had a few delays. Needless to say, I was very frustrated and not a happy person when I walked in the door to my parents house, who have already eaten father's day lunch together and dad already on the couch watching movies. Things really change when you move out. You miss so much. You forget that things don't wait on you anymore. You have your life, they have theirs. Still trying to get over all of that. Anyways, living with Jerry is good. We do fight sometimes, not as often as we did before we took a "break". As painful as that was, it was the best thing for us...7 months and going strong. we don't even count that as a break. Still looking for another job...though I am very lazy on that. I really hate my job but i'm one of those people who wants a job to land on their lap. I know it's not going to happen though:(&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I am planning on going to Alabama in August. First trip i've gone on since April. (I know I've missed a lot) Hopefully going to drag Jerry with me so we can take his car(I love it)(better gas mileage than my truck.) and he can meet the rest of my Alabama family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3633134336905831600?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3633134336905831600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-20th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3633134336905831600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3633134336905831600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/06/june-20th.html' title='June 20th'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6762067363981188265</id><published>2010-04-06T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:40:22.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>I have caught myself wondering alot lately about what direction my life is going in. Since I was 8 years old, I've wanted to be a teacher, but now that I am in school and pursuing that career choice, I constantly find myself thinking about other choices... Like for instance, even though some people don't believe I can do it, I would like to further myself into Correctional Officer... I've sent in an application, however they have not gotten back to me yet. I truly believe that if this is meant to be, it'll happen. I'm not going to push it. I've also changed my major to Early Childhood Development instead of Elementary Education...which really is just an age difference in teaching.. I will be teaching Pre-K to Kindergarden instead of 1-5th grade. I've moved back home due to some financial situations, however I am not giving up. I will end up moving back out, just not right now. I currently still work at Hell Dixie... not going to change for awhile, because everywhere that I have looked or applied to just aren't hiring right now:( Jerry and I are also still dating... Five months April 11th:) I'm not going to lie, it has been rough. I think in some areas of our relationship we grew stronger while other areas failed. We still have a communication problem, but only to the extent that we don't pay attention to eachother. Mainly me, he says something and I'm off in LALA land...He's a pretty amazing guy. he's still currently looking for a job, but I have faith in him and cannot wait to see him succeed in whatever he does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6762067363981188265?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6762067363981188265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6762067363981188265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6762067363981188265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/04/random-thoughts.html' title='random thoughts...'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7383699223222644104</id><published>2010-02-18T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T09:45:26.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year... old habits.</title><content type='html'>well, same old stuff has been happening with me. Aside from the fact im in my second semester of school-yippee?... Jerry and I have been dating for a little over 3 months now, and we are happy. Both of us have started shooting pool on a regular bases, although he does it a lot longer than i do because after a while, i get tired of losing to him:) Schools pretty hectic. I have two online classes that I sometimes have to FORCE myself to do because when I get online, i turn into my aunt Kate and find something else I want to do and then lose all focus on what i need to do. I'm still working(barely)... I average about 16 hours a week. some of it's my fault, but its because I'm trying to put school first. I make do with what money I get. I don't have but like one or two bills at the moment, and as long as i can keep from overdrafting or eating out we are good. Jerry has actually been around alot more. He introduced me to fishing(even though I kinda grew up around it.) and I have somewhat fallen in love with it. I even caught a bigger fish than him one day... couldn't get the smile off my face- he kept looking at me and laughing because that fish scared me and i barely got him on the bank. I have my own fishing pole(pink) and surprised him by getting my fishing license one day... Lately it seems anything I do involves Jerry. Fishing and shooting pool never really crossed my mind unless I was at Gramma and Papas house. Now pool is almost a nightly thing and fishing(when its warmer out) is a good way to spend a couple of hours alone. Spring break is in a couple of weeks and I don't really know what I want to do yet... but knowing me, it will involve dragging jerry somewhere(he doesn't seem to mind...lol) anyways... I've currently lost track of what I was really going to type... besides the fact that my hair is red again(not on purpose)... looks alright, but it was a LONG process to get it from the ugly purple it had gone to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7383699223222644104?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7383699223222644104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-year-old-habits.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7383699223222644104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7383699223222644104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2010/02/new-year-old-habits.html' title='new year... old habits.'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-750059719590896312</id><published>2009-11-20T13:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T13:26:21.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/20/2009</title><content type='html'>Guess I should get everybody caught up on what's going on since I never call, text, email or see anybody anymore...&lt;br /&gt;  Work's going great and school, well, is school. I'll be done with my first semester in a couple of weeks so I get a little break for the holidays:) Also, I have a boyfriend whose name is Jerry. We didn't know it when we met, but he actually was friends with Jon and Krystle and we had met previously before, but didn't really care back then. We've been together(officially) since 11/11, but we "met" the Saturday before. He's a great guy, who I'm sure you all will like. Mom loves him, Dad, not so much... but that's ok. Trucks running fine. Takes 2/3 of my paycheck to fill it up now:( Haven't really been home much anymore as I am always finding more ways to get myself into trouble;) not really.... just been working, at school, or hanging with friends:)&lt;br /&gt;Will write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-750059719590896312?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/750059719590896312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/11202009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/750059719590896312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/750059719590896312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/11/11202009.html' title='11/20/2009'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-8024732257217414824</id><published>2009-09-26T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T16:37:00.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it's been awhile.</title><content type='html'>I guess it's been a little while since I last blogged.&lt;br /&gt; Not much has been going on, just school, work, school, work, school, and work. I did get sick a few days ago and missed a day or two of school. Took a few tests, started hanging out with some friends and figured out that putting gas in a truck is actually more expensive than i thought. oh well, all part of growing up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-8024732257217414824?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/8024732257217414824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-guess-its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/8024732257217414824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/8024732257217414824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-guess-its-been-awhile.html' title='I guess it&apos;s been awhile.'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2739898780145035304</id><published>2009-08-26T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:04:22.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Used To It</title><content type='html'>Well, School started Monday. I slept a total of 30 minutes to an hour the night before because of nerves. Slept a little bit longer Tuesday and slept about 5 hours last night. It's been going pretty good. However things have flipflopped. Math is now one of my best classes. I'm taking PreAlgebra(collegeprepclass), English, History to 1877, and Music Appreciation. I end the school day at 12pm, but then I'm either on my way home to get homework done and relax or to get homework done and then go to work. I now understand why my parents are tired all the time. My day usually started around 9-10am and then ended about 2-3am. Now it starts between 4:30-5:30 in the morning and ends hopefully around 11pm.(NOT including weekends!) My busiest days of school are Tuesdays and Thursdays because I have 3 classes from 8am-12pm and those are the main days that I work. I'm very fortunate to have all my classes pretty close to eachother. They are right next to eachother, and two are in the same building! Out of all this new stuff, some other things happened. I started hanging out with people from work(helps that we go to the same college:) and we all went to a club last Thursday. I also got a new truck. It's a Nissan Frontier and I've only had it for two days. Dad decided to make some mistakes on the title, so we had to wait another day.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all thats been happening so far- will try to post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2739898780145035304?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2739898780145035304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-used-to-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2739898780145035304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2739898780145035304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-used-to-it.html' title='Getting Used To It'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3062393387413157411</id><published>2009-08-05T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T16:51:57.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post</title><content type='html'>Things have been going very well for me these past few weeks. I've started managing my money a little better and started branching myself out a little more. I've made more money because I've gotten more hours at work, even though I am still looking for either a second job or a higher paying job closer to school. School starts in just a couple weeks. I'm not nervous about it at all. I'm more excited than anything. I'm also back in physical therapy, but for my shoulder this time. I think I am only going to be in it for a week or so because I honestly believe there is nothing wrong with my shoulder. I had my pictures done, so if anyone wants a new photo, just let me know. That's where I am NOT like my mom. If you want a picture of me, you have to tell me, otherwise I'm not going to send you one. Other than that, things are good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3062393387413157411?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3062393387413157411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3062393387413157411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3062393387413157411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-post.html' title='New Post'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1052320392540499811</id><published>2009-07-25T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:50:11.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><content type='html'>I figured I'd blog real quick before work, since I haven't blogged in about a month. Things are going good. Might have a second job lined up in a couple of days. Going to Alabam with the family for Christophers first birthday! All the money that was in my bank account, has now officially disappeared due to books for school. I will be very busy and home bound, mainly for the next 6 months because I'm back in physical therapy. I went to the doctor yesterday and found out that I have a shoulder sprain. Apparantly, when I was playing the wii, I popped my arm out of socket. Then it went back into socket, but it never felt right. (but i really didn't know I had hurt my arm. I thought i was exercising.) The doctor said that my tendons or muscles one, are tight, and that somehow resulted in overworking my shoulder and spraining it. I think. Mom wasn't with me at the doctors office, so most of what she said was not paid attention to, because i was thinking that mom was going to kill me when I told her I had to go back to physical therapy. So, anyway, now mom has 2 kids she's putting in physical therapy. I will just have to add that to the 5 days of school, 6-7 days of working 2 jobs, and still trying to have fun. Guess everyone has to go through it sometime.&lt;br /&gt; I just hate the fact that the ones who don't want to grow up(me) get shoved into the world full force and the ones who want to grow up(rachel) get little doses at a time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1052320392540499811?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1052320392540499811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/catching-up_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1052320392540499811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1052320392540499811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/catching-up_25.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6601663302401590164</id><published>2009-07-02T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:26:00.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up/ Buy Used, Save the Difference.</title><content type='html'>So things have been pretty hectic since I last blogged. Plus, I'm also lazy. Let's see, I turned 18, graduated high school, got baptized, started looking for a second job, got into Santa Fe College, took the Computerized Placement Test for college, set up orientation, and started working on a budget. Right now it's one of my days off and I'm just chillin at the house.(by myself). The drywall stuff is almost done. I'm actually cooking tonight! I'm going to the grocery store in a little bit and getting things to make spaghetti.(mainly the only REAL thing I know how to cook:) I'm working all weekend(except for Sunday). I have to deal with the fourth of July crowd at work... but I love it when it's busy, because the time goes by so fast. I have 18 hours on my paycheck this week. Though it's not as much as I used to have(stupid economic crisis crap) I'm just thankful I have a job. Like I said, I'm currently looking into a second job. Though, like I said, with this Economic Crisis Crap, all the jobs are currently slashing their current employees hours, and aren't taking any new employees. Thankfully, I've already got a taste of how much college is going to cost me a year, and if I live at home, never eat, drive, or pretty much breath for the next four years... I should be in okay shape!&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, Like I said, I'm putting myself on a budget. I've made well over &gt;)#*^ dollars in the past few months, and if you'll look in my closet, you'll see where it went.(Thanks Mom and Aunt KAte for that wonderful Gene)But however, I'm concerned that I may go into debt for school which is why I'm cutting that down. I'm also doing thrifty things now. There are nice consignment shops if I get the urge to shop. buy used save the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6601663302401590164?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6601663302401590164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/catching-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6601663302401590164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6601663302401590164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/07/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up/ Buy Used, Save the Difference.'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-102063421557144139</id><published>2009-06-01T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:55:02.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>Well, My birthday has come and gone. 18 really feels no different that 17, except for the fact that when an infomercial comes on and says "you must be 18 or older to call", I can call... though I probably won't. Works becoming easier, actually got complimented by our Front-End Manager saying that in the 2 months that I've been working, I've done exceptionally well. I'm graduating June 20th!!! Can't wait. Don't really know what to do with the spare time that school used to take up. So, I've been on the computer alot. It seems that if I stay home, I don't spend all of my paycheck, so I'm trying to stay home a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-102063421557144139?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/102063421557144139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/102063421557144139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/102063421557144139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6410806171053990583</id><published>2009-05-22T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T11:54:15.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~Things Are Happening~</title><content type='html'>So, as of today, I am officially done with school!!!!! I'm taking my last tests today. I will be receiving my diploma in June, and I am really excited. I've also gotten a new cousin! Gage Christian was born Tuesday, and from the pictures I've seen, he's a very cute baby. I guess I will see him sometime, though I'm not sure when. Work's been going pretty good. Made some new friends, who will probably be out at our house pretty soon. So, that would be more people for mom to feed. The grocery bill will definetly get higher since a few of those friends are guys.&lt;br /&gt; I've also developed a new liking for a show called Supernatural. Mom and Dad bought a few of the seasons and all three of us girls have fallen in love with it. I'm not your average girl though, I mean, don't get me wrong, the guys in the show are hott!, but I also like the guns that they use. Plus its about ghosts, demons, and a bunch of other paranormal type things. I've also started to like the show House. A little different than the shows I usually watch, but that's okay. It's really funny. by the way- I'm gonna say it again! I'm DONE WITH HIGHSCHOOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6410806171053990583?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6410806171053990583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-are-happening.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6410806171053990583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6410806171053990583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-are-happening.html' title='~Things Are Happening~'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2812470796871680127</id><published>2009-05-11T21:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:37:31.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Around The Corner~</title><content type='html'>Well, My 18&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt; birthday and Graduation are just around the corner. I still have some schoolwork left to do, but it isn't really that much and can be done within two weeks. I'm still employed, but might have to look into adding a second job to the plate. College is more expensive than I had thought and don't think even a scholarship will help that much. I have to go to the college sometime  this week and find out what else they need me to do besides send the SAT scores and financial stuff to them. I know I have to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CPT&lt;/span&gt; test in August, but that's when I'm signing up for classes.&lt;br /&gt; Anyway- for my VERY LAST English project, I was supposed to write a speech. Well, since I'm not really that good at speaking in front of people and really didn't want to do exactly what they wanted me to, I decided to write a speech here telling everyone how I feel about graduation and taking the next step in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; To be honest, I'm terrified. I don't think anything has scared me like becoming an adult and facing the world. I hate the fact that I'm this one little minnow in this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;humongous sea. I've started getting nervous of how life "on my own" will be like. I've heard my parents and others that I seek advice from talk about financial problems and how even pinching pennies sometimes doesn't work. I've always strived for "perfection" in things that I do. (aside from school) If I didn't get it right the first time, I would get frustrated and never end up finishing it. I can't do that anymore. I'm not just trying to figure out how a toy works or what a word is in a certain book. If I decide to quit anything in my life as an adult, I could lose alot. I know that I have a lot of people backing me up and helping me get back up if I fall, and I think that's what making me stable right now. I know that no matter what mistakes I make, they'll be there with a helping hand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2812470796871680127?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2812470796871680127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-around-corner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2812470796871680127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2812470796871680127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-around-corner.html' title='Just Around The Corner~'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2740830729246906956</id><published>2009-05-10T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T11:23:56.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fun fun fun!!!</title><content type='html'>Been missing for about a week or so.... went to Disney with my family. Mom and Dad said they would always take me before I turned 18... well, they did it with about 25 days to spare. Saw Mickey and Minnie, Donald, Mary Poppins, Buzz and Woody, the green soldiers from Toy Story, the Incredibles, and my FAVORITES!!! CHIP AND DALE!!!!!! They were the only characters that I was concerned about seeing! Rode Tower of Terror(twice and will never do it again), Rock and Roller Coaster(Aerosmith) again, twice, and would definitely do that one again. Went to Epcot and saw the fireworks show. Walked around the world. Loved Norway the best!!! And, to top everything off, I rode the Nemo ride at epcot! that was one of my favorite things to do. On a bad note- my phone went through the washer, so no more phone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2740830729246906956?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2740830729246906956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-fun-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2740830729246906956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2740830729246906956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-fun-fun.html' title='fun fun fun!!!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-5726289861696682269</id><published>2009-04-20T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:30:48.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much Happening Here.</title><content type='html'>I'm almost done with school. I only have 1-2 paces in each subject. I'm actually going to be done by Mid-May, which is early enough to send it to the school and get my diploma by June! Also, I'm retaking the SAT May 2nd, so the scores will actually come in about the same time that I finish school. Besides that, work is going excellent. I pretty much understand all that I have to do. I'm going to be gone most of the day tomorrow. I have to go to work and get my paycheck, go to the vet and set things up for scooby, drop my paycheck at the bank, come home, and then Rachel has a softball game out of town tomorrow. Not really anything else going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-5726289861696682269?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/5726289861696682269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-much-happening-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5726289861696682269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/5726289861696682269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-much-happening-here.html' title='Not Much Happening Here.'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1391615053053334203</id><published>2009-04-11T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:58:04.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just typing random things</title><content type='html'>Praise the Lord, For He has Risen. Tomorrow is Easter. Love the holiday... hate the rush of people at Winn Dixie! Just when I'd get my lane cleared and start organizing things, another 5-6 people would come in with at least half a cart full. When I left, almost the whole parking lot was full! Rachel is in Atlanta with Gramma, Papa, Garry, Shelby and Bryce. They went to visit Connie and Kirk and see Kirks last basketball game.(He's skyhawk) Found out i had to take the SAT's again, apparantly, my scoring was wrong. I'll be done with school in a few weeks. Possibly before I'm 18!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1391615053053334203?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1391615053053334203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-typing-random-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1391615053053334203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1391615053053334203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-typing-random-things.html' title='Just typing random things'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1095781303416219183</id><published>2009-04-07T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T07:15:25.964-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YIPPEE'/><title type='text'>New Week</title><content type='html'>It was a busy weekend. Chris, Tammie and CJ came down for the weekend, JR had his first B'Day party, Easter Pics got done, and helped at the ballfield. For some reason, I had the whole weekend off of work. Usually I work Saturdays, but God does work in mysterious ways and got me out of work for the whole time family was here. My sister and Mom have already posted pics of them so I won't. Besides, I don't know how. I got my scores for my SAT this morning, and if the scoring goes like mom said, I made a 1323. If that's correct, I am eligible to get the 75% paid bright futures scholarship:) I have to work today, plus I get another paycheck! I have to call the school in a few minutes and see where I get my cap and gown, go to Gainesville tomorrow and get my registration form for college, find out when dollar day is at our bowling alley, and get Emily and take her to see the Hannah Montana movie April 10th!(I actually want to see this too.) Rachel has a softball game next Tuesday, If I'm off I'm going to see her play!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go- OFF TO CALL THE SCHOOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1095781303416219183?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1095781303416219183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1095781303416219183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1095781303416219183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-week.html' title='New Week'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1260173238921147148</id><published>2009-04-03T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T18:01:57.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of the WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>I worked today from 12pm to 7pm... Pretty busy, especially since it's the first of the month. Got home to find out that my family ate my FAVORITE meal without me.(NACHOS) Opened up my first bank account yesterday. Mom's my co-person. AND NO SHE DOESN'T HAVE A CARD TO GET IN!!! That would be like giving a robber all the money and saying Here, I don't need it. I don't work again until Tuesday, which I think means that I only get about 6-7 hours on my paycheck this week. I'm having fun at this job, even though I get frustrated sometimes. It's only because I want the customers out of my lane pretty fast. Everyone decides to come through my lane. But, Like I said, I like it, and I think I'm going to be there awhile. School's going pretty good. I have about 20 days left on the calendar for my senior year. Which, by the way, I have my class ring!!! It's a very pretty ring. It has December's birth stone in there. That's my favorite birth stone. It's a dark blue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1260173238921147148?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1260173238921147148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/beginning-of-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1260173238921147148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1260173238921147148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/04/beginning-of-weekend.html' title='The beginning of the WEEKEND'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7003749843145759965</id><published>2009-03-31T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:35:04.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>newish haircut.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpz70GW1jL8/SdLgo2fu8CI/AAAAAAAAAA4/T9PRa1_5uMM/s1600-h/me+and+emily.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319561102305980450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fpz70GW1jL8/SdLgo2fu8CI/AAAAAAAAAA4/T9PRa1_5uMM/s320/me+and+emily.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I forgot to mention like 2 weeks ago, i got a haircut. It's about shoulder-length and layered with side bangs. Not the greatest pic to reveal it, but people say I look better with this hairstyle. So here you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7003749843145759965?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7003749843145759965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/newish-haircut.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7003749843145759965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7003749843145759965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/newish-haircut.html' title='newish haircut.'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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/_fpz70GW1jL8/SdLgo2fu8CI/AAAAAAAAAA4/T9PRa1_5uMM/s72-c/me+and+emily.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5190096199475688351.post-166631833683869983</id><published>2009-03-31T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:31:05.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>It's raining. It started raining about 5:30 this afternoon. Rachel and I were running the concession stand tonight for the Major's baseball game. It would drizzle, pour, stop and repeat. It did this the whole time we were out there. Got back to the regular field where our 12 and under softball team were still at it... both of our teams lost, but their spirits were high because they got to play in the rain. Cleaned everything up at the field, I cleaned out both dugouts and got completely soaked while doing it. I didn't realize that the dugouts were flooded until it was too late. Rachel and I got home and changed. I tried getting my hours for work today, I had them switch my hours around on Friday because of Rachel's game, which I was just informed WAS CANCELLED! So, Winn-Dixie is supposed to call me with my schedule.(or that's what Ms. Rachel said.) I know I'm working Saturday though.( I just forgot those hours.) I have my nephews first BDAY party to go to Sunday afternoon, I can't believe he's almost a year old! He's been trying to get stable enough to walk, but I hope he can put that off for just a little bit longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-166631833683869983?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/166631833683869983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/166631833683869983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/166631833683869983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6551560404295352902</id><published>2009-03-29T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:28:46.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>Work has been going good. I've been busy with school and work. Haven't really done anything outside of that. Went to church this morning. Had a pretty good sermon, but I don't really remember much of it. I think I was mentally asleep during it. We had a pretty bad storm last night, took out the satellite and then the power kept coming on and off until about 7 this morning. So I pretty much haven't slept in 3 days. I'm going to try to go to sleep early tonight. I have to work again tomorrow, though not until 4. Rachel has a softball game tomorrow, that I'm missing. I'm going to try to go to her game Friday- I don't know what my schedule is though. Going to get off now and watch some tv or something. I don't know what to do now. I'm really feeling tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6551560404295352902?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6551560404295352902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/growing-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6551560404295352902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6551560404295352902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6983117102946580782</id><published>2009-03-24T18:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:44:36.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Confusing</title><content type='html'>Well,&lt;br /&gt;Tyler and I are back to speaking to eachother. Turns out that I contridicted myself into a hole with him. We're working through it. Just to ease my mind, Tyler and I are just friends. I know that sometimes what I type or say makes the assumption that we are, but we aren't.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt; I'm not in training anymore at work. Which means, more hours. Starting with working from 4pm until 10pm Friday, 1-7pm on Saturday and then same hours on Monday as Friday. The cool thing is I finally get paid on Tuesday. I figured(without taxes being taken out) my paycheck should be close to 200 dollars. Again, that's without takes being taken out. I don't really know how much that will be, but I will be getting around 100-150 dollar- which is more than I have now.&lt;br /&gt;School's going better- have about a month left and then I'm done. Around the end of April/beginning of May, I should be done and it should be sent off to the school to be graded, processed and graduated!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6983117102946580782?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6983117102946580782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-confusing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6983117102946580782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6983117102946580782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-is-confusing.html' title='Life is Confusing'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-732651827931015245</id><published>2009-03-22T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T07:04:03.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness to the extreme.'/><title type='text'>life happens</title><content type='html'>Tyler and I aren't speaking to eachother. Actually, Tyler isn't speaking to me. I've tried to talk to him and apologize, but he won't listen or take the time. Here's what happened....&lt;br /&gt;1. I lied(so I'm told)&lt;br /&gt;and 2.- I took a joke WAY too seriously and it could've cost me my friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rachel was jokingly saying things in the car on the way home. Mom got a little frustrated at one of the things she heard, which I guess sent a ticker off on me thinking that I could be in trouble. So I called tyler, because the thing rachel said did concern him. I didn't know he would take it towards the extreme end of the spectrum. Needless to say, To him, I am a coward and a liar, and I don't know how I got to be the two in his eyes. I never lie, and if I do, I'm bad at it so people detect it before it even comes out of my mouth. I'll admit I am a coward on a few things, but where my friends are concerned, I am not. I'm trying to figure out where I belong, trying to have new friends, graduate high school and be accepted at work- they aren't excuses, it's just that I don't want to be known as the liar or coward.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-732651827931015245?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/732651827931015245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-happens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/732651827931015245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/732651827931015245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/life-happens.html' title='life happens'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2396154771000736799</id><published>2009-03-19T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:20:37.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day at Winn-Dixie. It went pretty good. We trained for about an hour and then they set us up with cashiers that helped us with figuring things out while we bagged for them. I worked from 11 to 2 today and had a blast. I was nervous, but as soon as I got the hang of some things, I got rid of that and got to work.&lt;br /&gt; On other things, I've been doing nothing but sleeping, eating, schoolwork and watching t.v.&lt;br /&gt;Tyler hasn't been over as much because, he too, has a job and he works the hours that he usually comes over. Jake and Emily do schoolwork in the daytime, and we're pretty disruptive, so we can't have friends over until after 2- (I think). I have four more weeks worth of school and then I am done until college. Mom and I still haven't gotten my senior pics done, but they will be done soon. My class ring should also be here soon.&lt;br /&gt; I get the test results to my SAT's April 7th. I'll post my score, and whether or not I'm taking it again. I have to get at least a 1270 for my scholarship, so....&lt;br /&gt; Enough for now- blog l8r.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2396154771000736799?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2396154771000736799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2396154771000736799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2396154771000736799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1962676562661143147</id><published>2009-03-17T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:20:55.089-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Shopping for Job</title><content type='html'>So, Mom and I went shopping for the clothes I needed for my job at Winn-Dixie. This is my very first job and I'm really excited. For my job, surprisingly, all my clothes have to be black. Black pants, shoes, socks and belts. I'm not really a fan of black anymore- mainly because I get hot fast. The sad thing about having a job is I'm not going out of town with my family. I have to stay home and work:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1962676562661143147?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1962676562661143147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopping-for-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1962676562661143147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1962676562661143147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/shopping-for-job.html' title='Shopping for Job'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1679923814290457112</id><published>2009-03-14T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T19:35:15.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE!</title><content type='html'>I got up at 5:30 this morning... got dressed, drove all the way to U.F. (while being in traffic for GATORNATIONALS), got assigned to a place at U.F. that was 3 blocks from where they wanted us all to meet, took the SAT's which was about 5 and a half hours (including breaks), went to taco bell because i was hungry and my attitude wouldn't make it home. I'd end up flipping someone off or getting in a wreck if i didn't eat(that's my story and I'm stickin to it!), came home, talked to mom and dad for a bit, tried callin tyler-dang boy NEVER answers his phone, watched the final disk of Moonlight-Vampire/Human love story series that got cancelled, ate dinner(Sonny's), watched some tv, played a game with Mom, Emily, and Jake. Now I'm just laying in bed on the computer trying to stay up long enough to finish writing, so if I mispell anything, I blame it on fatigue... and you're probably saying, jeez, it was only for today! Well, I probably wouldn't be complaining if I had slept at all the last 3 days. I think my total hours ended up being for 3 days: 6 hours and 27 minutes. I was pretty coherent during the test. I did doze off once, but I woke up to people moving, so I knew it was break time. (Good thing I finished every section with at least 10 minutes to spare everytime. I easily made at least 1300...&lt;br /&gt;enough for now... falling asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1679923814290457112?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1679923814290457112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1679923814290457112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1679923814290457112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='UPDATE!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-161688463059122032</id><published>2009-03-11T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T14:41:01.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;m TIRED'/><title type='text'>Blah</title><content type='html'>Well, things are still going good here. Finishing up more schoolwork. I'll be done in about 5 weeks. I have to take the SAT this Saturday. (Pray for me) I've been studying for it, and I really understand everything EXCEPT for Math-but that's normal for me. I'm currently in the process of getting a job. They are supposed to call me either today or tomorrow and tell me whether I have the job or not. Things are looking up for me. I'm not sleeping as good as I should, but it's mainly because I have a deadline to get done with school. (April 21st) that way- my school will have at least a month to get my diploma. I'm really excited to finally be getting out of high school, but then that just means that I go to college! yipee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-161688463059122032?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/161688463059122032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/161688463059122032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/161688463059122032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah.html' title='Blah'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2591783796869416866</id><published>2009-03-03T20:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:10:14.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 3rd, 2009</title><content type='html'>Jake and Emily's Birthday is tomorrow. I can't believe they're going to be thirteen. Anyways---- Dad took us to Outback Steakhouse tonight for dinner- it was really good. It was also funny to sit next to Dad while he cracked jokes about anything and everything. Mom and Emily almost killed eachother over the dessert-The Chocolate Thunder. There was nothing left! I guess when you get the EXTREME CHOCOLATE LOVERS something chocolate, there's bound to be nothing left. Rachel and I didn't fight too much today. I think we go through weeks of fighting and then take a few days break. Oh well, at least when we're older, we'll be like Aunt Sara and Aunt Katie. Grandma said they were like me and Rachel and now they are Closer than ever.&lt;br /&gt; Gonna Get off of here and do some schoolwork, clean my room, finish some other chores, Read my daily Proverb, Try calling Tyler again(we've been playing musical voicemail for hours now) and maybe in all of that, I'll sleep. Gotta get up early tomorrow and finish cleaning the house for Jake and Emily's Birthday. Also, gotta pick up my cargo- TYLER....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2591783796869416866?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2591783796869416866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-3rd-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2591783796869416866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2591783796869416866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-3rd-2009.html' title='March 3rd, 2009'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-9185655130484302045</id><published>2009-03-01T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:37:08.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 1st, 2009</title><content type='html'>Sooo,&lt;br /&gt; I finally talked to Mitch! Granted, it was a very quick conversation consisting of Hi and getting to know the basics of eachother... but I got over that hurdle. I also met Shawn, Barrett, and Zach who are in the praise and worship band. Shawn, Tyler, Rachel and I talked for about an hour about random stuff... We went to church tonight and Bro. Derek was getting ordained.  He was very excited and nervous.(From what I could tell.) Anyway, This past week has been going by smooth. I have to go to the library tomorrow and get an SAT book. Also, If I keep up my strategy for school, I should be done by April 10th!!! I'm so excited to be so close to GRADUATING! I would really have liked to walk, but it's okay... I guess I'll get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-9185655130484302045?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/9185655130484302045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-1st-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/9185655130484302045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/9185655130484302045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-1st-2009.html' title='March 1st, 2009'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-57019424845242264</id><published>2009-02-26T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:47:47.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fakers, Liars, Cheaters, 2-faced people...</title><content type='html'>I don't like bullcrap in my chef salad- so stop giving it to me. Leave your drama for your mama- whom I am NOT!&lt;br /&gt;If you lie, all you're doing is getting people NOT to trust you when you finally tell the truth. I'm tired of listening to all the drama that everyone has. Listen, GET OVER IT! IF you are done with somebody... be done with them. Don't let them stick you back into their web of lies. I'm done with it. If I am done with somebody- I ain't gonna listen to their crap. Granted, I'll be nice, because I am a nice person, but don't get in my face telling me off and crap- I ain't gonna listen to it. If I'm done with you- I AM DONE- DON'T BOTHER ME WITH YOUR CRAP ANY LONGER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Oh, and by the way---TYLER AND I ARE NOT DATING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-57019424845242264?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/57019424845242264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/fakers-liars-cheaters-2-faced-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/57019424845242264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/57019424845242264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/fakers-liars-cheaters-2-faced-people.html' title='Fakers, Liars, Cheaters, 2-faced people...'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6614463559308908725</id><published>2009-02-23T11:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:08:42.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BULLYING</title><content type='html'>I'm getting really sick of being bullied.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6614463559308908725?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6614463559308908725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/bullying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6614463559308908725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6614463559308908725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/bullying.html' title='BULLYING'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6500791721131654890</id><published>2009-02-22T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:59:15.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Just Blogging:)</title><content type='html'>So we went to church this morning, very good sermon. It was about how when we are saved, we are to spread "seeds of God" out to the nonbelievers. I was sincerely moved by this sermon. Every time I go to this church I leave with the feeling that I need to be doing more in my walk with Christ. He tells me to do alot of things, but I never do them-Which I need to start. My parents and I are okay on the clothing situation. I'm wearing nicer clothes. I actually wore a new outfit to church this morning and looked HOTTT! If I do say so myself. I've been a little sad because my favorite show "Psych" went off the air for their season break. Season 4 should be out this summer!!!! Rachel has softball practice tomorrow- and pretty much the only reason I go to her practices is to hang out with Tyler! He's the bomb.  Also, my new favorite song is THE CLIMB by Miley Cyrus. Eveybody needs to know this song, it's helping me with alot of things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6500791721131654890?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6500791721131654890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6500791721131654890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6500791721131654890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-blogging.html' title='Just Blogging:)'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-2336490430698658829</id><published>2009-02-21T19:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T19:59:23.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLAH BLAH BLAH</title><content type='html'>Rachel stayed with Jon and Krystle last night so that she could watch J.R. today- so I pretty much did whatever. First, Jake and I watched our weekly episode of PSYCH-(must watch), then Emily and I decided to go to Bell's Outlet and look at their stuff- I got a very pretty white dress with numerous blue "dots" on it- and a black cardigan-typed sweater to go with it. On our way home, we stopped at McDonalds and got some food(a must!) and then we picked Tyler up from his house and hung out at ours for the day. Rachel came home about 8ish. Tyler and I played WII for a little bit and pretty much sat outside talking. We have church tomorrow, but I'm not wearing the dress because it will be too cold outside. I applied to a couple more jobs last night and today. Cross your fingers and pray that I get this job. It's perfect for me- A BOOKSTORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-2336490430698658829?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/2336490430698658829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/blah-blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2336490430698658829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/2336490430698658829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/blah-blah-blah.html' title='BLAH BLAH BLAH'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3309675667154479679</id><published>2009-02-20T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:12:21.066-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding a job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothing'/><title type='text'>FINDING A JOB!!!</title><content type='html'>This is the hardest thing to do! When I was younger, I saw "Now Hiring" signs all over the place... now--- nobody wants to hire anybody- especially if they're under 18. I've filled out quite a few applications- I have one more to fill out Tuesday- (Hardee's)- Tyler said that I could work there- it'd be easy for me....(except for the 4am-noon shift)... So, I'll try that one out. I've even gone so far as to filling an application out at a high-class(VERY EXPENSIVE) clothing store- which I know for a fact I won't get, mainly because the manager sounded very NORTHERN type- and when I said 'y'all"- she kinda looked at me weird- plus(this will make my parents happy) it didn't help that I was dressed in jeans, tennis shoes, a t-shirt and my hair just kinda brushed and out of my face. OH well, At least I'm trying. I have some new clothes... which surprisingly, I like... It's very hard for my mom and me to agree on clothes... she's telling me that I need to start dressing like an adult, but I don't want to give up my "kid" clothes. I love wearing Jeans and T-Shirts. Maybe if I didn't wear jeans EVERYDAY, she wouldn't be so upset. So I guess my belated new years resolution is to wear a better variety of clothing... possibly more colors than white, black, gray and brown? Big step for me. I only know how to match denim.(goes with everything!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3309675667154479679?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3309675667154479679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/finding-job.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3309675667154479679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3309675667154479679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/finding-job.html' title='FINDING A JOB!!!'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-1105310191126843169</id><published>2009-02-18T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:25:38.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Back Home</title><content type='html'>As glad as I am to be back home, I'm starting to miss the Littles! Kate and I played numerous games, which I beat her 99% of the time.(did you know when you get pregnant, you lose brain cells?) Garry and I talked most of the time, and the younger kids and I played outside and watched cartoons. I miss little Aidan. Although when he woke me up this morning at 6:30- I could have done without that-though which if I had known Kate had just put him back in bed, I would have just stayed in bed. he and I were attached to eachother pretty tight. It's alot quieter in my house. With us all being teenagers, we go off and do our own things and don't really ask eachother to do anything. (maybe mom should have another kid?)&lt;br /&gt;I had fun at Universal Tuesday with Kate and Garry. We rode a bunch of simulation rides- I liked Spiderman the best( though Simpsons came at a close second). 1Fish2fish was okay... it would have been better if Garry hadn't gotten me wet;) I guess I'll stop typing.... I'm so tired, I can't think straight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-1105310191126843169?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/1105310191126843169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1105310191126843169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/1105310191126843169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-home.html' title='Back Home'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-4654013652923239879</id><published>2009-02-16T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T20:04:21.907-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>So I've been staying with my Aunt and Uncle and their 4 kids for the past few days, and I feel just as home here as I do at my home. We all do the same things, except for the fact they range from 1-12, but we play games and talk about everything. I've even tried new foods while I am down here. I usually don't do that, but if you're trying to be respectful towards others, you eat what they make. Today, Kate made Chicken Salad Wraps for lunch, which I have never had, tried it, and liked it. Then there were Hot Dogs for dinner, which on the grill, are my absolute favorite. The only things that are done differently than what I know is, we eat fruit here with meals and the kids are outside almost 24/7. I'm going to Universal tomorrow with Kate and Garry and I know I'm going to have a good time. I have mixed feelings about tomorrow, only because this will be my last day in Orlando. I will be happy about going home, and I will have a lot of memories, even from a few days to last me a lifetime:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-4654013652923239879?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4654013652923239879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/4654013652923239879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/4654013652923239879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7725268667096362160</id><published>2009-02-15T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:46:29.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STRESS</title><content type='html'>You know how parents and other adults say teens don't get stressed? They're wrong. Between school, looking for a job, and trying to finish everything I have to do before April 21st, I'm pretty much going insane. I'm constantly tired and can't really function. Usually, I would talk to somebody, but when I did that, it didn't work. So, I'm pretty good at keeping it all in and not letting others know about my stress levels until absolutely necessary, but it's becoming a lot harder, mainly because I tell my Mom and Aunt Kate everything.(ALWAYS HAVE) It's just mentally exhausting. Maybe Shopping tomorrow and a theme park with calm me down?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7725268667096362160?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7725268667096362160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7725268667096362160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7725268667096362160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/stress.html' title='STRESS'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6202795604013467056</id><published>2009-02-14T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:56:19.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation(sort of)</title><content type='html'>So my parents are on Vacation and I'm at my aunts house for a few days. I'm usually pretty okay without my parents until nighttime. Even though they're in their room or playing on the computer, we're still together and not having them around the dinner table(my favorite thing) makes it a little hard. However, I am having fun. It's never a dull moment at the Little house. Either someones screaming, crying, watching tv or trying to get your attention. I love it. It's something I'm looking forward to when I have kids. I'm not used to a whole lot of noise, but I'm adjusting. I have a headache right now, but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt; I do miss my parents, but I know they're having fun and besides, they only leave us maybe twice a year. And since I'm graduating and don't really know if a University away from my home will accept me, I need to grasp the concept of not having Mommy and Daddy all day.&lt;br /&gt; I also miss my siblings. EVEN THE FIGHTING. Right now, Rachel and I would probably be fighting over who gets the tv, jake's asking to play a game and Emily would be either at the computer or at my door telling me she's bored.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'll stop blogging, because I could go for hours about what we all do.&lt;br /&gt;Until later-&lt;br /&gt;Live Life/Go Big or Go Home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6202795604013467056?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6202795604013467056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacationsort-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6202795604013467056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6202795604013467056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/vacationsort-of.html' title='Vacation(sort of)'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-3457731208487919235</id><published>2009-02-09T11:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:45:57.514-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venting- big time'/><title type='text'>Fighting</title><content type='html'>My sister Rachel and I fight more than anybody I know, and most of the time it's over stupid stuff. But how do I get her to quit acting like she's the boss of me? I don't resort to violence, meaning I don't punch, slap or hit my sister. I try to use big words to confuse her. Yet, everyday, usually about the time I wake up, there she is, yelling, fussing, or complaining that I'm not doing anything. I do things, it's just things that she can't see because she's always too fussy. Like today for instance, I kind of slept in until 9:30 10 o'clock this morning. VERY RARE lately. She had a fit. She also inflicted upon herself to clean the whole downstairs and upstairs (not including our bedrooms) so that she could go hang out with friends tonight. However, when she asked me to make tea- which 9 times out of 10, I usually do, I refused- thinking, "why do I have to listen to her?" Even though it doesn't matter if I were to fight her or not (which I did) I still ended up making tea because the referree(mom) put a stop to things. So before matters got worse, I went and made tea, kinda cleaned up the dining room and kitchen and then told mom that I did all of that and would be in my room if SHE needed me. Even then, I wasn't done with the bickering. I am Jake and Emily's English teacher/tutor. Any problem in English they come to me. And I had a double dose of it today. They are both very different when it comes to their school. Emily, all I have to do is show it to her about 500 times, and then she'll get it. Jake is a constant battle. He will get an attitude, fuss and bang his head on the table before he even asks for help. And it's the same questions over and over again. He gets the hang of it, but then he doesn't check his work, and then when I check it and find all of those very little mistakes that change the whole sentence pattern(i personally hate those) it pisses him off and I'm in for a bumpy ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-3457731208487919235?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/3457731208487919235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/fighting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3457731208487919235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/3457731208487919235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/fighting.html' title='Fighting'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7017034945090185092</id><published>2009-02-08T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:40:24.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>So we go to a new church (not really new, we've been going since Sept/October.) and we have just gotten back a little while ago. Needless to say, unless we move, I will continue this church for as long as I can. It has everything I need and want in a church.&lt;br /&gt; Rachel and I tried out Sunday School this morning and I loved it. I was pretty quiet, but I'm like that around people until I get to know them, then they can't get me to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;During the morning service, Bro. Derek and Bro. Brett did a Christian Rap about tithing to the music of Apple Bottom Jeans(LOW). And our sermon today was about tithing. Mainly how we give money to everybody EXCEPT God. Tithe(1o%) of your money. I'm always happy and ready for more when I leave this church. They are so uplifting, you can't help but laugh, smile, and say AMEN there. Even the choir is AMAZING. They sing as if there's no tomorrow. I'm seriously thinking about joining- among other things. I don't think I've ever been this pumped about going to Church, I used to groan and moan about getting up early on Sunday, granted I did that today, until I saw God working through all these amazing people who just want us to commit our lives to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7017034945090185092?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7017034945090185092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7017034945090185092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7017034945090185092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7957382710913732475</id><published>2009-02-07T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:01:53.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOD</title><content type='html'>Who is God?&lt;br /&gt;Atheists believe that he's just another idol certain people worship, others believe he or she is a spirit.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, He/She is everything. the air we breathe, the food we eat, the things we see and hear, that's all God. We were made in the limited version of him/her... meaning, that when Jesus came to earth- which was God in human form, he decided to take the limited version, which is what we can't do. We can't wave our hands and all diseases are gone, or calm the seas with 3 words, or even make the blind see or the dumb talk. God could and still can. The way I see it, after reading the Bible and The Shack, I've learned that yes, Jesus healed people, but it wasn't really Jesus. What was it? It was God. Jesus totally surrendered to God, which gave him the power to use him. Through God, Jesus healed all the people. And not only that. You know the Trinity? The three-in-one? Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Father(GOD) Son(JESUS) and HOLY SPIRIT(what you feel with God being with you and in you).&lt;br /&gt;God is not simply man, he is not simply woman. He is both. No, he is not a transvestite. He is the Voice of Truth. Everything he says is true. He also takes on forms of which can be male or female depending on who he is showing the one true God to.&lt;br /&gt;And when he judges us- do you think it's easy for him? It's not easy for Him to decide which of his Children go to heaven or not.&lt;br /&gt; We are separated from God, not by the government, our parents, or even Satan. We are separated from him by independence.&lt;br /&gt; By being independent and wanting to do things our way, we have done away with people telling us what to do- including God. Even the best of Followers have been known to want to be independent in their relationship with God.&lt;br /&gt; When something good happens in our lives, we praise him. When something bad happens, we rebuke him. God doesn't want bad things to happen, but sometimes they have to in order for people to see Him... He loves us no matter what we do. When we let him into our hearts and let him take control, we see things in a new way. Not in an independent way, but in the way God sees it. All we have to do is listen to God and let Him be in charge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7957382710913732475?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7957382710913732475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7957382710913732475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7957382710913732475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/god.html' title='GOD'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-4750411418202259121</id><published>2009-02-07T12:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:16:43.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>So, you know when people get married, they say they married their best friend? Why is that? My best friend is Tyler, who's a guy(if you didn't catch that) and I'm not going to marry him. Does that mean he's going to get replaced? Are we just friends until we find something bigger and better out there in the "real world"? See, I'm confused. I don't understand it. When will I understand it? Mom and Dad said they are best friends, but what about their other friends, who have been called "best friends"- I'm probably rambling about nothing, but I just didn't understand what it meant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-4750411418202259121?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/4750411418202259121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/4750411418202259121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/4750411418202259121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-friends.html' title='Best Friends'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-7167526420491319600</id><published>2009-02-06T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:02:57.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement</title><content type='html'>I'm really excited.&lt;br /&gt;Which is really hard for me to be. I usually brace myself for the pitfall of everything I do, so if you wonder why I'm always in a sour mood, there you go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited because I'm going to my Aunt Katie's House for a week. Granted, I'll miss my parents and siblings, but being nearly 18, I need to start getting over that. (somewhat) I mean, I can't live with my parents forever.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to have so much fun! She pretty much has it all planned, I just have to bring my smilin' face(: Whoa, didn't think that I could be this excited! I'm really good at not showing it though. My mom will read this and think "she's not that excited", when in fact, I hide it, because I act like a fool already, when I get really excited, I say things that aren't coherent to human ears.&lt;br /&gt; Man, I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-7167526420491319600?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/7167526420491319600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/excitement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7167526420491319600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/7167526420491319600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/excitement.html' title='Excitement'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</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-5190096199475688351.post-6267836932874898512</id><published>2009-02-06T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:16:59.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Very First Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; So my mom and aunt have a blog, and against my mothers wishes to let her have something of her own;), I have made my own. Am I going to keep up with it everyday? Probably not. So things are going good with my life. I'm a senior, hopefully graduating in June and Going to college in the fall. I've started going to a new church that I absolutely love! I'm still having trouble with my parents about certain things, but that's normal, I guess. I'm trying out new things- sort of. More or less, I'm kind of cutting out junkfood(HAHA), less television, being outside more, and of course fighting with my siblings- however if you know my sister Rachel, you definitely know that's going to take all that I have. I'm currently thinking about what I'm going to do about college tuition, seeing as to I can't find a job and it's not completely set that I'm getting that 75% paid scholarship from Bright Futures. I really want to be a teacher. That's been my goal for about 3-4 years. I'm set on that. Teaching kids is what I'm good at, and I know that I have a promising future in it. But we'll see. Maybe God will direct me into another field that I've yet to think about yet.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5190096199475688351-6267836932874898512?l=lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/feeds/6267836932874898512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-first-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6267836932874898512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5190096199475688351/posts/default/6267836932874898512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeofjenny2009.blogspot.com/2009/02/very-first-blog.html' title='Very First Blog'/><author><name>Life Of Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04266109659759466083</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
