<?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-12020038</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:04:55.405-05:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='pounds'/><category term='pop quiz'/><category term='running'/><category term='laundry'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='politics'/><category term='Band'/><category term='holidaze'/><category term='school daze'/><category term='testing'/><category term='Potter freak'/><category term='football'/><category term='driving'/><category term='Camping'/><category term='band trip'/><category term='ADD'/><category term='music geek'/><category term='wildlife'/><category term='Survey says'/><title type='text'>No promises!</title><subtitle type='html'>I've been told that I'm funny; unfortunately it usually involves a life-threatening and/or socially crippling experience...  Check back when I've fallen out of the bleachers at school or have been rear-ended on the way to work.  Beyond that, you'll get whatever is rolling around in my head.  Consider yourself warned!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Teresa</name><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>271</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2527398837106157985</id><published>2007-11-06T21:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T21:30:10.880-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just FYI</title><summary type='text'>I've been weighing my options of late regarding my blog.  I'd like more options than Blogger gives me right now...I'd like to post private blogs, or limit who can and can't read a post, and as of right now Blogger doesn't offer that.  I don't have the time or patience to learn an entire program such as WordPress, so I've been sort of shopping around.  I've been playing with LiveJournal for about </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2527398837106157985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2527398837106157985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2527398837106157985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2527398837106157985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-fyi.html' title='Just FYI'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8286168299717040747</id><published>2007-10-29T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T16:31:44.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overheard yesterday</title><summary type='text'>I had my bedroom window open yesterday enjoying the fall weather.  My blinds were down to discourage my cats from tromping across my pillow to get into the windowsill.  Cam was outside playing with Ray (little boy from across the street - he's a year older than Cam) and Lexi (she's from down the street and a year younger than Cam). Lexi brought over two smallish turtles - one was about the size </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8286168299717040747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8286168299717040747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8286168299717040747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8286168299717040747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/10/overheard-yesterday.html' title='Overheard yesterday'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3105262688832918511</id><published>2007-10-18T12:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T12:15:44.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Well then...</title><summary type='text'>I stand corrected.  My previous post I said something about "it's just rain".  Well.  turns out that it was just rain to BEGIN with.  It turned into tornadoes all over town.  Whee!!  I was sitting in a practice room at the piano.  The piano sits RIGHT next to the windows, which make up one wall of the practice room.  I'd been there since about 8:30, and around 10:45 there's a knock at the door.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3105262688832918511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3105262688832918511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3105262688832918511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3105262688832918511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/10/well-then.html' title='Well then...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-9191268152434902161</id><published>2007-10-18T08:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:21:08.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>Look, Pensacola...</title><summary type='text'>It's only rain.Yes, I'm aware that we're in drought conditions and it hasn't really rained in a long time.  That is NO excuse for the idiocy I encountered on the way to school this morning.  Honestly, people!For those of you not currently driving like complete assholes in Pensacola, I will provide a little background information...it rained most of the night and then it got really heavy this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/9191268152434902161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=9191268152434902161&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/9191268152434902161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/9191268152434902161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/10/look-pensacola.html' title='Look, Pensacola...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1735766085127954311</id><published>2007-10-17T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:56:53.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(drawing a blank)</title><summary type='text'>I'm not sitting down to blog with any real subject in mind - let that be both a warning to you, dear readers, and an explanation for my subject line at the top.  :)So...I've been busy.  I won't bore you with the details, but I will bore you with a few random facts.   I've made an A on every test and/or quiz I've taken thus far.  I'm pretty sure that I have already met my concert attendance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1735766085127954311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1735766085127954311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1735766085127954311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1735766085127954311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/10/drawing-blank.html' title='(drawing a blank)'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4975863669647412651</id><published>2007-10-15T18:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:53:35.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not unreasonable</title><summary type='text'>Oh...many thanks to my charming sister who passed this on to me this evening. I've laughed until my cheeks and tummy hurt...I hope y'all enjoy it at least half as much! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4975863669647412651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4975863669647412651&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4975863669647412651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4975863669647412651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-not-unreasonable.html' title='It&amp;#39;s not unreasonable'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6372397168243415310</id><published>2007-09-21T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T18:17:09.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait just a minute...</title><summary type='text'>What?  What's that I hear you say?  "Gee, Jen, it's 5:53 on a Friday night in September...what are you doing at your computer?"  Well, there's a funny story behind that.You see, there's a big ol' low pressure out in the Gulf.  The last time there was one like this, it formed up overnight into a depression that soaked Texas pretty good.  Not a big, enormous storm, but still enough to cause trouble</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6372397168243415310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6372397168243415310&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6372397168243415310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6372397168243415310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/wait-just-minute.html' title='Wait just a minute...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8089077430474647334</id><published>2007-09-17T05:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T05:28:26.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep?  Who needs sleep?</title><summary type='text'>Funny, I seem to have used that subject before.  I've been awake since 3 AM, thanks to my lovely cats.  Brutus and Calli, specifically.  They're either trying to sneak past me to climb into my bedroom window (which is over my head - like I won't notice them using my head as a springboard?), trying to lay on my nightstand and shove my laptop off, or climbing on the kitchen counters knocking shit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8089077430474647334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8089077430474647334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8089077430474647334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8089077430474647334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleep-who-needs-sleep.html' title='Sleep?  Who needs sleep?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2086271004766211509</id><published>2007-09-13T21:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T21:48:13.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Counter-intuitive</title><summary type='text'>The human body is an amazing thing.  Your body does things to help itself.  You get hot, your sweat glands kick in, and a cool breeze blows across the sweat and you cool down.  Theoretically.  I mean, I live in Florida and teach marching band - there ARE no cool breezes.  Anyway, I digress.   Oh, wait...a TMI warning for you:**This post will contain references to the female reproductive system; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2086271004766211509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2086271004766211509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2086271004766211509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2086271004766211509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/counter-intuitive.html' title='Counter-intuitive'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-207156214317426146</id><published>2007-09-06T18:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T18:42:34.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dare I say?</title><summary type='text'>Things seem to be getting better.  I've gone a whole week at school without having to change my schedule, for starters.  That's nice.  :)  I found out today that I made 2nd chair in the wind ensemble.  I'm ok being behind Margaret - she's working on her Master's and is out of my league - but I was afraid that I would end up sitting behind a bunch of 19 year olds...shudder.  I had my first lesson </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/207156214317426146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=207156214317426146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/207156214317426146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/207156214317426146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/dare-i-say.html' title='Dare I say?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5513327683556296009</id><published>2007-09-05T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T21:24:59.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Em Gee!!</title><summary type='text'>It WILL be mine.  Oh yes, it will be mine.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5513327683556296009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5513327683556296009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5513327683556296009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5513327683556296009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-em-gee.html' title='Oh Em Gee!!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-72663392838071298</id><published>2007-09-05T12:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:19:15.078-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school daze'/><title type='text'>A really REAL post!</title><summary type='text'>Yes, a real post...but I will preface it with one more horoscope:No matter how big a bite you take of reality, you will still likely get throughit without too much of a headache. You may feel as if you were tricked intoassuming too much responsibility, but somehow you were given a secret formulathat enables you to perform like a superhero. Keep in mind that as long asyou're not just doing it for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/72663392838071298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=72663392838071298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/72663392838071298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/72663392838071298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/really-real-post.html' title='A really REAL post!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7950212288681231228</id><published>2007-09-02T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T10:11:42.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's horoscope</title><summary type='text'>Well, this is promising:You can probably already tell that your life is ready to lighten up, even if it has irrevocably changed. Don't waste your energy on sentimental or nostalgic reflection about water that has passed under the bridge. Instead, look forward with innocent anticipation as you turn what you've learned into solid gains.I'm very willing to believe this.  Yes, please!!  I do promise </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7950212288681231228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7950212288681231228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7950212288681231228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7950212288681231228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/09/todays-horoscope.html' title='Today&apos;s horoscope'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2746758765694141962</id><published>2007-08-28T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T21:30:35.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school daze'/><title type='text'>My horoscope today</title><summary type='text'>Yes, it's 9:34PM and I am just now reading my horoscope.  I may have to start reading it first thing in the morning...if I'd read this before I left for school I might have had a better day:You may be feeling the emotional stress associated with this Full MoonEclipse in your 8th House of Transformation. You might not want to change inways that are being required of you now. Even if you know that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2746758765694141962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2746758765694141962&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2746758765694141962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2746758765694141962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-horoscope-today.html' title='My horoscope today'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5697816347785653417</id><published>2007-08-22T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T19:04:39.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Survey says'/><title type='text'>Thanks, Cassi...</title><summary type='text'>Ok, the rules are, once you've been tagged you have to write a blog with 6 weird things/habits about yourself. In the end you need to list 6 other people to tag and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment saying "You've been tagged." in their comments and tell them to read your blog.1. I would rather do another extended football season - traveling every Friday all over the state - with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5697816347785653417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5697816347785653417&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5697816347785653417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5697816347785653417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/08/thanks-cassi.html' title='Thanks, Cassi...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6855520857350693378</id><published>2007-08-17T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:38:44.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's funny</title><summary type='text'>I remember sitting on the couch in the wee hours with a little baby Cam 8 years ago, wondering what he would be like as a kid or a teenager or an adult.  You always wish the best for your kids, and I'm no exception.  You want them to be smart, of course.  But smart isn't all - I wanted him to have common sense as well as book sense.  I hoped he would be understanding and open to hearing other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6855520857350693378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6855520857350693378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6855520857350693378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6855520857350693378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-funny.html' title='It&apos;s funny'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6374691815136727572</id><published>2007-08-17T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:42:13.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school daze'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We had Orientation at Cam’s school today.  3rd grade…  Shoo.  I mean, ~I~ remember 3rd grade.  It was a big year for me…I learned cursive, I learned my multiplication tables (however grudgingly), I moved upstairs to the “big kids” hall (3rd, 4th, and 5th graders), and my teacher’s name was Schwartz.  Schwartz may not be a big deal right NOW, but in the 3rd grade, it was a WHOPPER of a name.  One </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6374691815136727572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6374691815136727572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6374691815136727572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6374691815136727572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-had-orientation-at-cams-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7085187904249808192</id><published>2007-08-04T08:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T08:54:13.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>I have chore-related ADD</title><summary type='text'>I got up this morning with two main goals in mind: laundry and coffee.  Not necessarily in that order, mind you, but that was my vague outline for the morning.  Laundry and coffee, coffee and laundry.  Before I got out of bed (because I'm lazy...or maybe we could call it 'efficient'? That does sound nicer...) I pulled the fitted sheet off the corners of the bed to make undressing it easier.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7085187904249808192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7085187904249808192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7085187904249808192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7085187904249808192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-chore-related-add.html' title='I have chore-related ADD'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7731794569383495689</id><published>2007-08-03T12:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:28:48.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't be the walrus, I'm the lunch lady</title><summary type='text'>TX Jen's Mom: I'm here.  Mostly.  :)  Also, after much thought, I have decided that I will now refer to you as TX Mom, especially since TX Jen will have to be renamed shortly.  I apologize to everyone for my absence of late - I've been out of sorts.  My schedule is crazy busy, I turned 32, the last Harry Potter came out, I start school again in 24 days, and it's hot as freaking hell outside, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7731794569383495689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7731794569383495689&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7731794569383495689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7731794569383495689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-cant-be-walrus-im-lunch-lady.html' title='I can&apos;t be the walrus, I&apos;m the lunch lady'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2090504429673812847</id><published>2007-07-26T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T15:37:59.770-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'>A birthday realization</title><summary type='text'>I've figured out how to prevent drought! Gather 'round, everyone, and I'll tell you how:Have me plan any - ANY - kind of outdoor activity. "If she plans it (outside), the rain will come." I've proven that time after time after time this summer.4th of July/Cam's birthday party at Barb's pool? Rained CONTINUOUSLY. 2nd annual dog days of summer camping trip? Rained out on Saturday, with a tremendous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2090504429673812847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2090504429673812847&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2090504429673812847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2090504429673812847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/birthday-realization.html' title='A birthday realization'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4043999217223684905</id><published>2007-07-20T10:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T10:07:39.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Potter freak'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK.  Today is the day.  Well, tonight, anyway...I plan on heading up to B&amp;N around 8 tonight.  I've warned the friend going with me that I just might become homicidal if some jackass blurts out the ending before I can leave the store.  I'm thinking about taking my MP3 player with me for that exact reason. So how about the rest of my day?  Well.  Within hours all the people in Europe that lined up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4043999217223684905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4043999217223684905&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4043999217223684905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4043999217223684905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6318837270952128694</id><published>2007-07-12T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:12:58.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camping'/><title type='text'>Look! A title!!</title><summary type='text'>Just a little notice to everyone that I'm going camping this weekend..  I'm leaving this afternoon, assuming I can get the rest of my stuff together and not fall in the river on the way to the camp site.  :)  See y'all later!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6318837270952128694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6318837270952128694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6318837270952128694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6318837270952128694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/look-title.html' title='Look! A title!!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8822410095211515475</id><published>2007-07-10T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T21:35:04.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Still no titles...c'mon, Blogger!  Get your act together!!It's 9:33 PM.  I have tickets to see the new Harry Potter at the 12:01 showing. I plan to leave the house around 11:15.  I'm supposed to be laying down for a little cat nap...I'm too excited to sleep, though.  Squee!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8822410095211515475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8822410095211515475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8822410095211515475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8822410095211515475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/still-no-titles.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7777316173826998951</id><published>2007-07-08T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:19:26.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogger seems to think I don't need a title for this post - it sure won't let me add one.  Hmph.I just got back from Wal Mart.  This is the content of my bag as I left the store:birth control pillsSwimmer's Ear ear drops1 pink bath pouf (did you know they say you should replace these every 30 days?!)1 yellow onion1 Diet Pepsi (the Diet Coke was too far away)Only at Wal Mart...In other news...I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7777316173826998951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7777316173826998951&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7777316173826998951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7777316173826998951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/blogger-seems-to-think-i-dont-need.html' title=''/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-744126374470373894</id><published>2007-07-05T12:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T14:05:36.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday again?</title><summary type='text'>Don't get me wrong - I enjoy having a day off as much as the next person.  I do!  However, this middle-of-the-week stuff has thrown a curve ball to my system from which I may not recover. (Heh, TX Jen - the grammar thing is contagious!  I keep hearing "with which to wick" in my head...LOL!!)As I slowly woke up yesterday, I was thinking, "Aahhhh....I get to sleep in tomorrow, too!" "No - wait - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/744126374470373894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=744126374470373894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/744126374470373894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/744126374470373894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/monday-again.html' title='Monday again?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6233246020813761004</id><published>2007-07-01T22:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T12:46:03.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I apologize in advance</title><summary type='text'>This is going to be gross. Really gross. One of those "too gross to keep to myself" sort of things. If you're easily squicked out, turn away now.  Seriously - IT'S GROSS!So I have warts. Well, I had warts. I had them frozen off nearly 2 weeks ago. There were 4 on my left leg and one enormous one on the back of my right hand. Dr. Willis actually went "Wow, that's a big one!" when he saw it. Yeah. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6233246020813761004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6233246020813761004&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6233246020813761004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6233246020813761004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-apologize-in-advance.html' title='I apologize in advance'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3700191221244947201</id><published>2007-06-28T18:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T22:07:01.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pat me on the head</title><summary type='text'>I deserve this for SO many reasons...sit back and I'll tell you why.  :)My lovely baby sister called me Tuesday to say that as she had left Alltel for T-Mobile she could no longer use her nearly-new Razr...would I be interested in having it?  Well, DUH!  I'm going from this phone to THIS phone...what would you say?So, I said yes, and she said good, and that was that.  The more I thought about it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3700191221244947201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3700191221244947201&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3700191221244947201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3700191221244947201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/06/pat-me-on-head.html' title='Pat me on the head'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7606139179016394761</id><published>2007-06-22T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:03:35.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my allergies...yeah...</title><summary type='text'>I know better than to read the stories about the memorial service in South Carolina today, but I did it anyway.  I know better than to look through the photo slide shows, but I did it anyway.  I got a little smug...I made it through the articles without crying, and made it most of the way through the slide show without crying.  Then I came across a pic of some little red construction paper hearts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7606139179016394761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7606139179016394761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7606139179016394761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7606139179016394761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-my-allergiesyeah.html' title='It&apos;s my allergies...yeah...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-722373336115872660</id><published>2007-06-19T09:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:18:22.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><summary type='text'>I survived all 15 miles of the Western Gate's 2007 Sweat Hike. I tell you - had they been selling t-shirts at the end of the trail, I'd have bought one. As long as it matched my new hiking pants...but more on those later.I bought a pair of Columbia hiking pants Friday...for $35. I didn't realize how incredibly cheap I've become clothes-wise until I was standing in Academy having the following </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/722373336115872660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=722373336115872660&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/722373336115872660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/722373336115872660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-survived-all-15-miles-of-western.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7583342172707800940</id><published>2007-06-16T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T06:13:29.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell was I thinking?</title><summary type='text'>So it's 6:12 on a Saturday...the Saturday after two weeks of Freshman Camp...when I've been getting up at 5:30 every weekday...  Why am I up and at 'em already on my day off, you ask?  I'm getting ready to go on the Western Gate's Sweat Hike.  It's an FTA-sponsored event, and it doesn't sound like NEARLY as good an idea this morning as it did when I let Billy talk me into this.  We have to be at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7583342172707800940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7583342172707800940&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7583342172707800940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7583342172707800940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-hell-was-i-thinking.html' title='What the hell was I thinking?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2622716351085570452</id><published>2007-05-30T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:29:39.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm undecided...</title><summary type='text'>Heh, look Jen, I tied for Deanna and a Redshirt!!! Your results:You are Deanna TroiDeanna Troi 75%An Expendable Character (Redshirt) 75%Will Riker 70%James T. Kirk (Captain) 70%Geordi LaForge 60%Beverly Crusher 60%Leonard McCoy (Bones) 50%Uhura 45%Chekov 45%Mr. Scott 40%Jean-Luc Picard 40%Mr. Sulu 25%Spock 22%Worf 20%Data 15%You are a caring and loving individual. You understand people's emotions</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2622716351085570452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2622716351085570452&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2622716351085570452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2622716351085570452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-undecided.html' title='I&apos;m undecided...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6439375326792405878</id><published>2007-05-30T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T09:43:06.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's that noise?</title><summary type='text'>I had difficulties falling asleep last night, and then around 6 AM I woke up hearing something strange... Is that water dripping? It didn't sound like rain so much as dripping water.  Know what I mean?  When it rains there's usually more of a background noise, but I didn't hear any of that.  Having left the sprinkler on all night a few nights ago (doh!!) I was a little paranoid, so I crawled out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6439375326792405878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6439375326792405878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6439375326792405878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6439375326792405878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-that-noise.html' title='What&apos;s that noise?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3521886950118284715</id><published>2007-05-29T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:58:10.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm quirky, too!</title><summary type='text'>Thanks to Maevyn for this quiz.  Interestingly enough, we both scored Katharine Hepburn.  Heh...go figure.      Your Score: Katharine Hepburn      You scored 21% grit, 33% wit, 38% flair,  and 19% class!                   You are the fabulously quirky and independent woman of character. You go your own way, follow your own drummer, take your own lead. You stand head and shoulders next to your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3521886950118284715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3521886950118284715&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3521886950118284715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3521886950118284715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-quirky-too.html' title='I&apos;m quirky, too!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4876244075881753992</id><published>2007-05-27T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T22:42:10.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>I need a(nother) vacation</title><summary type='text'>Well, it's been a week, and I'm mostly recovered from our little vacation to New Orleans.  We really did have a great time - the wireless was a little spotty so I couldn't do as much online as I'd have liked, but hey.  I'm cool with that.  I've finally managed to get my pics in my online album the way I want them.Before I give you the link, you need to know this: you'll have to register to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4876244075881753992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4876244075881753992&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4876244075881753992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4876244075881753992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-need-another-vacation.html' title='I need a(nother) vacation'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5001948038131974442</id><published>2007-05-19T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T08:44:00.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet!</title><summary type='text'>The place we're staying has turned out to be amazing!  I've taken lots of pics and will try to get some up here if my spotty wifi connection will hold out long enough.  The pic to the right was taken from one of the doors that leads to an adjoining room.  The hallway is brick, with wood beams scattered throughout.   The doorway in the extreme right is the bathroom, and a closet is between the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5001948038131974442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5001948038131974442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5001948038131974442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5001948038131974442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweet.html' title='Sweet!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OAqEAy5upUQ/Rk78CuNIZxI/AAAAAAAAABc/d3k24Cdrw7g/s72-c/P1010013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4707872451892724273</id><published>2007-05-17T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:03:01.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy dance!</title><summary type='text'>In 11 hours, the adults of Paulding Manor will be on the road on the way to New Orleans, Louisiana for the weekend.  The crown prince of Paulding Manor will be spending the weekend with my mother-in-law.  The grown-ups plan to party our buttocks off (hee...'buttocks') while he bonds with Grandma.  Thanks Grandma!!!! I plan to bring my laptop and camera, and I leave with every intention of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4707872451892724273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4707872451892724273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4707872451892724273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4707872451892724273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-dance.html' title='Happy dance!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3660731883878082954</id><published>2007-05-13T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:54:46.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pic from the banquet</title><summary type='text'>One of the band parents saw me taking pics at the Banquet and she asked me if I'd gotten any with my son...and I had, in fact, NOT.  She offered to take one, and here's the result:I had my pinky fingers in his armpits because he kept crossing his eyes, and I was apparently grinning like a loon.   Anyway - there we are - ain't we cute?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3660731883878082954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3660731883878082954&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3660731883878082954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3660731883878082954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/pic-from-banquet.html' title='Pic from the banquet'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OAqEAy5upUQ/RkfAv5UT-uI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PsetnKJAtwI/s72-c/P1010100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3264547320295793767</id><published>2007-05-13T20:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:50:13.840-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><title type='text'>Time flies...</title><summary type='text'>So here we are, at the tail end of another school year.  Summer band? Check.  Football season? Check.  Concert season? Check.  Band banquet?  Check.  All we lack now is graduation, and that will be next week.  Granted, had you asked me November if the year was going by quickly, I'd have asked if YOU wanted to go to football games every Friday for 4 months, and then cheerfully throttled you.  :)So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3264547320295793767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3264547320295793767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3264547320295793767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3264547320295793767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/time-flies.html' title='Time flies...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6134119421516907405</id><published>2007-05-09T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T15:04:02.038-05:00</updated><title type='text'>um, where was I?</title><summary type='text'>Let's see...time to play catch-up.Running: I did the first two days on week 2 without a hitch.  They were by far the best runs EVER.  Then Billy ran with me for the 3rd day, and I didn't think I was going to survive, much less finish the run.  That was when I decided that while I appreciate the company, I run better alone.  So Monday night Billy and I went to the park together, MP3 players in tow</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6134119421516907405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6134119421516907405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6134119421516907405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6134119421516907405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/um-where-was-i.html' title='um, where was I?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1898080531540050758</id><published>2007-05-01T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T11:42:43.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>It was almost TOO easy...</title><summary type='text'>I moved up to Week 2 last night, with so little fuss and fanfare that I'm almost suspicious. All this time I've been worried about going from 60s running to 90s running...I mean, I could always tell when I hit 45s because my lungs went into a panic attack. I'd start breathing too fast and would lose whatever semblance of rhythm I had going and would just sort of flounder for the remaining 15s of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1898080531540050758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1898080531540050758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1898080531540050758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1898080531540050758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-was-almost-too-easy.html' title='It was almost TOO easy...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1851816157721032581</id><published>2007-04-28T13:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T13:04:18.149-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music geek'/><title type='text'>Pachelbel Canon rant</title><summary type='text'>A student of mine sent this to my Myspace.  TX Jen, I know you'll enjoy this - not as close to home as the beat-boxing flute player, but close enough to make you not care!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1851816157721032581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1851816157721032581&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1851816157721032581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1851816157721032581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/too-freakin-funny.html' title='Pachelbel Canon rant'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6367971264123994085</id><published>2007-04-28T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T12:50:21.641-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laundry'/><title type='text'>Today's lesson: counting chickens</title><summary type='text'>I glanced at my laundry hamper Friday morning before taking Cam to the bus stop.  It was only half-full, so I added laundry to the mental list of "things NOT to do this weekend".  Well.  I took Cam to the bus and headed back home to shower and get ready for work.  TJ came home from shift, and had to change to go look at some property with his step-dad.  Off came his work clothes, and on went his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6367971264123994085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6367971264123994085&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6367971264123994085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6367971264123994085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/todays-lesson-counting-chickens.html' title='Today&apos;s lesson: counting chickens'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1881393029146736580</id><published>2007-04-27T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T16:20:36.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pounds'/><title type='text'>About friggin time!</title><summary type='text'>My weight loss averages about 2 lbs a week...when I'm on plan, of course.  I started running 2 weeks ago, and have still been averaging 2 lbs lost a week.  Weigh in was today, and I lost FOUR lbs this week!  Whoo hoo!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1881393029146736580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1881393029146736580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1881393029146736580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1881393029146736580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/about-friggin-time.html' title='About friggin time!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4341757754424789830</id><published>2007-04-23T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:28:38.342-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch-up</title><summary type='text'>I spent the weekend in the woods with some friends from my Mommy group.  We had a great time, and most of us came home slightly sunburned.  Even those of us that generously applied SPF50.  I mean, I'm not complaining...I weighed in Friday and lost another 2 pounds.  Whoo hoo!  Later that weekend Cam told Amanda that I'd lost 2 pounds and looked amazing now.  Heh...thanks, kiddo.  My running </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4341757754424789830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4341757754424789830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4341757754424789830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4341757754424789830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/catch-up.html' title='Catch-up'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-21449243040750414</id><published>2007-04-18T10:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T11:23:27.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like it, but I don't have a better idea</title><summary type='text'>The events at VA Tech have reminded me how much I really dislike guns.  I'm one of those annoying people that rolls my eyes when I see an NRA sticker.  I'm not saying that we need to throw away all the guns - besides being just a silly idea, it would be completely impossible to carry out.  I see very little distinction between a gun obtained through legal channels and one obtained illegally...I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/21449243040750414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=21449243040750414&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/21449243040750414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/21449243040750414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-dont-like-it-but-i-dont-have-better.html' title='I don&apos;t like it, but I don&apos;t have a better idea'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3029891801677994970</id><published>2007-04-17T13:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T13:41:03.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still running</title><summary type='text'>I ran again last night...my third time, and by far the best I've done to this point.  I ran the full 60 seconds every time, and didn't stick in any extra walking time.  Halfway into the 20 minutes I hated everything to do with running, but I feel much better now.  :)  I still have that crap in my chest, but was better able to control my breathing this time.  I didn't have to stop and take a break</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3029891801677994970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3029891801677994970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3029891801677994970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3029891801677994970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/still-running.html' title='Still running'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5462924924718609698</id><published>2007-04-16T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T17:42:26.589-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures with Caller ID</title><summary type='text'>Caller ID is an incredible invention.  Thanks to caller ID, today I laughed so hard that I choked and then nearly gagged.  That, my friends, is funny.  Unfortunately, nobody else has found it as amusing as I have...but that doesn't stop ME.  No.  Frank and Clark were there and will be featured prominently in this little tale.  Just remember that I am very, VERY easily amused.  There you go, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5462924924718609698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5462924924718609698&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5462924924718609698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5462924924718609698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/adventures-with-caller-id.html' title='Adventures with Caller ID'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1573697220615921838</id><published>2007-04-14T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T12:33:17.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting on my bed in my room...since I rearranged it, the head of my bed sits right under my bedroom window.  I have the window open...not to let in a breeze, because we're still on the hot &amp; muggy side of this front coming through, but to listen to Cam play.  He has a friend across the street, Ray, that's one year older than him.  Our neighbors are watching their granddaughter today...I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1573697220615921838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1573697220615921838&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1573697220615921838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1573697220615921838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/kids.html' title='Kids'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6850141472506233528</id><published>2007-04-14T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T11:31:26.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A mixed bag</title><summary type='text'>So here it is, the day after my second run/walk.  I was concerned about my various aches and pains beforehand, but it turned out to be my asthma that was the biggest problem.  Since we went running Wednesday night, I've had this weird congestion thing move into my chest.  I lose my voice and have a very, very dry cough.  I'm half suspicious that it has something to do with my asthma, as it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6850141472506233528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6850141472506233528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6850141472506233528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6850141472506233528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/mixed-bag.html' title='A mixed bag'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5244099574593585866</id><published>2007-04-13T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:56:40.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><summary type='text'>From the local paper...Published - April, 13, 2007      Friday the 13th strikes       Chrissy Littledaleclittledale@pnj.com              &lt;!-- ARTICLE BODY TEXT --&gt;              &lt;!-- ARTICLE PARAGRAPH ITEMS --&gt;  Pensacola Firefighters responded to a vehicle fire behind Dollarhide Music in downtown Pensacola about 8:20 a.m.What they found was a white Honda DX with smoke bellowing from the trunk.The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5244099574593585866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5244099574593585866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5244099574593585866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5244099574593585866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1711857088758577310</id><published>2007-04-13T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:50:29.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurting, but oh-so-stubborn</title><summary type='text'>I'm having a difficult time categorizing the pain I'm in.  Yes, I know...Jen - at a loss for words?  It's not a constant pain...I mean, when I sit or stand for any length of time I feel fine.  Then when I try to sit or stand...I'm swiftly reminded that I am in the first stages of a running program.  Egad!  My quads SCREAM at me when I sit down, and my shins throw in their two cents with more of a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1711857088758577310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1711857088758577310&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1711857088758577310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1711857088758577310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/hurting-but-oh-so-stubborn.html' title='Hurting, but oh-so-stubborn'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7445664526206870098</id><published>2007-04-11T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T06:46:09.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...oh...emm...gee...</title><summary type='text'>I started this last night, but got sidetracked doing laundry and hating running.  Oops, did I say that out loud?  Holy crap.  Here are my answers to the nervous questions at the end of the other blog:No, I do NOT have a stopwatch.  Yet.  I don't even have a watch-watch.  I used the timer in my cell phone and ran with it in my hand.  I wanted to throw the damn thing across the park by the end of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7445664526206870098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7445664526206870098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7445664526206870098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7445664526206870098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohemmgee.html' title='...oh...emm...gee...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4590006397480732787</id><published>2007-04-11T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T18:40:47.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>Birds</title><summary type='text'>I'm sitting here watching birds at the feeder out back and it made me think of the other night - Billy was at the table and hollered for me to come look, but to be quiet and not to rush up to the window.  ??  Cam got out of my room faster than I did, and he goes, "Oh, COOL!"  I made it around the corner to see a very large blur take off from the top post of one of our garden benches and fly off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4590006397480732787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4590006397480732787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4590006397480732787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4590006397480732787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8460253095457179207</id><published>2007-04-11T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T18:34:50.711-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>Need a laugh?</title><summary type='text'>I start my jogging program tonight...this is sure to be amusing.  I'm going to try this plan for now - it seems to be the most "doable" of the ones I've seen out there.  Billy is my running buddy.  He's been running a lot since he started Fire Academy, and when I mentioned I might possibly could sorta maybe be interested in running, he decided it sounded like a good idea.  Heh.  I think he wants </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8460253095457179207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8460253095457179207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8460253095457179207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8460253095457179207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/need-laugh.html' title='Need a laugh?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6320970996827923090</id><published>2007-04-09T02:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T01:14:30.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Hot Mama!!!</title><summary type='text'>I am taking the liberty of posting this picture because I know my sister might be too shy to do it herself. This is she and I at McGuires the night before my birthday - the very same day our grandmother passed away. Admire the svelte beauty of Jen (and ignore my pasty whiteness). Doesn't she look AMAZING?!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6320970996827923090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6320970996827923090&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6320970996827923090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6320970996827923090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-hot-mama.html' title='One Hot Mama!!!'/><author><name>Teresa</name><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/_jlFdMV8rrug/RhnZl2ia5PI/AAAAAAAAANw/pz-5frohU6c/s72-c/teresa+and+jen2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5896749023447410648</id><published>2007-04-02T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T20:54:10.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TMI</title><summary type='text'>I posted much of this to my Mommy group, but since nobody can overshare like *I* can overshare, I figured I'd post it here, too.  Brutal honesty, my friends, is good for the soul...or so I've heard, so I figure I'll give it a shot.  What the hell, right?Jen is back on antidepressants.  Hooray for pharmaceutical medicine!  As implied by the "back on" comment, this is not my first time on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5896749023447410648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5896749023447410648&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5896749023447410648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5896749023447410648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/04/tmi.html' title='TMI'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6395604623781703453</id><published>2007-03-19T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:28:05.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaah...vacation...</title><summary type='text'>So here I am, in Plant City, FL, spending some quality time with my SIL Becky's family.  My niece Sky is 4, and she has a brand new baby sister, Savannah.  There's also her husband, Steve, but since he's working he doesn't get to hang out and play with us.  Barb and Cam and I are camping out in their living room till Wednesday.  We spent the day today in the Zoo...we all came in very tired, achy,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6395604623781703453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6395604623781703453&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6395604623781703453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6395604623781703453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/aaahvacation.html' title='Aaah...vacation...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OAqEAy5upUQ/Rf81KzL7YEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KWw6DfX544k/s72-c/P3180377_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-6650499980568136723</id><published>2007-03-14T12:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T12:20:06.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More deep thoughts...</title><summary type='text'>Spring Break is coming.  TJ, Kas, Cam, and I leave Friday for the Florida Trail Conference in the sprawling metropolis of Umatilla, FL.  We’ll be there Fri-Sun, and then Sunday Cam and I will be deposited at Becky’s in Plant City.  Barb will be there, and we’ll hang out and play with Sky and meet the new baby.  We’ll drive back Wednesday.I really, REALLY need this time off.  There will be no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/6650499980568136723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=6650499980568136723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6650499980568136723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/6650499980568136723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/more-deep-thoughts.html' title='More deep thoughts...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8329811265454208109</id><published>2007-03-02T10:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:21:57.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fini</title><summary type='text'>I spent the past 3 weekends on a death watch for my Grandma Tucker.  She was too ornery to go predictably, though, and spent the better part of a month mystifying her doctors, nurses, and family.  She passed away in the wee hours this morning.  Dad called me this morning around 7:30...he probably didn't want to wake me up, or something like that.  He called Resa (she's at my house) and I called </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8329811265454208109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8329811265454208109&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8329811265454208109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8329811265454208109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/03/fini.html' title='Fini'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7161054843605149762</id><published>2007-02-27T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T11:16:19.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>...still going</title><summary type='text'>Many topics in this post, so be ready for abrupt subject changes. :)Grandma:No change. Not an iota. Val went over on her lunch break yesterday and they have reinserted the IV and were giving her a breathing treatment...she's alert and hanging in there.Us:Cam is well, I'm well, and now TJ and Billy are both kind of sniffly. Go figure. We've had the windows open the past couple days, and laying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7161054843605149762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7161054843605149762&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7161054843605149762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7161054843605149762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/still-going.html' title='...still going'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4655194512771600007</id><published>2007-02-24T13:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T20:26:38.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurry up and wait</title><summary type='text'>So I got the call this morning.  Dad called to say that they had to take out Grandma's feeding tube and that "it was only just a matter of time."  He asked when Resa would be here...  Yikes.  So I talked to Val, and we agreed that Resa needed to have another late night alarmist phone call.  Sorry, Resa.I got up, showered, fed myself and Cam, and asked TJ to finish the laundry for me.  I was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4655194512771600007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4655194512771600007&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4655194512771600007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4655194512771600007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='Hurry up and wait'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4461395478221713420</id><published>2007-02-22T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T21:36:17.879-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep thoughts</title><summary type='text'>I've been thinking a lot the last week or so.  The pending loss of my Grandma, the loss of two Uncles in the past few years, and the loss of my Mother 5 years ago have all been weighing heavily on me lately.  My Great-Uncle passed away earlier in the summer this year, too...he married my parents in '74 and me and TJ in '95.I tend to vary between heavy, freaky dream-laden sleep or complete </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4461395478221713420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4461395478221713420&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4461395478221713420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4461395478221713420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/deep-thoughts.html' title='Deep thoughts'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1788630501479644667</id><published>2007-02-21T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T13:56:13.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One of those weeks</title><summary type='text'>My Grandma is in the hospital.  She's not doing very well at all, and for the better part of the weekend I wasn't sure she would have made it this far, but she has.  I haven't had an update today, so I'm operating on the assumption that 'no news is good news'. Cam came home early Friday with a tummy bug.  His teacher noticed he looked kind of green and sent him to the nurse's office.  Once he got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1788630501479644667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1788630501479644667&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1788630501479644667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1788630501479644667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/one-of-those-weeks.html' title='One of those weeks'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2806384963211397151</id><published>2007-02-13T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:23:23.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It was quite a Monday</title><summary type='text'>So yesterday was Monday...in all aspects of the word.  I got up to school and taught, then left to come home and pick up all the things I needed to be able to do everything I needed to do yesterday.  Resa needs me to ship out a package for her like yesterday, and I had to bring my clarinet and such for lessons later that afternoon, and I needed a lunch and such.  So.  That's a LOT of stuff to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2806384963211397151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2806384963211397151&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2806384963211397151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2806384963211397151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-was-quite-monday.html' title='It was quite a Monday'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1756866221205950306</id><published>2007-02-11T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T19:36:05.489-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheee!!!</title><summary type='text'>So it's laundry day here at Paulding Manor.  We have 4 adults and one child, and a ridiculous amount of laundry.  All of my pants are, of course, dirty.  I began the "laundry day dig" into the bottom of my dresser, and found a pair of pants...size 14.  Hm.  I did the eyeball thing - holding them up to my waist to gauge the possibility, and then went for it.  Guess what?  They fit!  :)  Woot!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1756866221205950306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1756866221205950306&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1756866221205950306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1756866221205950306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/wheee.html' title='Wheee!!!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-176912558967960149</id><published>2007-02-07T18:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T18:17:39.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Jennifer:</title><summary type='text'>Congratulations!  Based upon your recent audition, you have been accepted as a Music Teaching Major at the University of West Florida.  We are pleased to welcome you and we look forward to many positive experiences.I commend you on the talent you demonstrated during your audition.  You have qualified for a scholarship and will be informed of the amount no later than April 15, 2007.Again, welcome </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/176912558967960149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=176912558967960149&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/176912558967960149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/176912558967960149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-jennifer.html' title='Dear Jennifer:'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4039734386691475364</id><published>2007-02-05T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:22:54.912-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes...</title><summary type='text'>As you've probably noticed, I've changed the layout.  Google did a good thing taking over, but they aren't as concerned with the 'pretty' as they are with the 'not-crashing' so I reverted to the old templates and found something I didn't hate.  :)  Lemme know what you think!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4039734386691475364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4039734386691475364&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4039734386691475364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4039734386691475364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/ch-ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3748273192008725989</id><published>2007-02-05T08:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:08:02.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing time</title><summary type='text'>Ever since we went back to school after the winter break Cam and I have been habitually late to meet the bus in the mornings.  Not so late that we miss the bus, but really within moments of doing so.  I began to notice that somewhere between the time I left the house and got in the car I would lose about 5 minutes...not like a fugue or blacking out.  By the time we would walk the 15 steps to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3748273192008725989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3748273192008725989&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3748273192008725989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3748273192008725989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/losing-time.html' title='Losing time'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8347459440128186523</id><published>2007-02-03T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T13:45:33.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Circle of Life, with a band twist</title><summary type='text'>So, how bout that audition?  Yeah.  Here's the story of my day so far.Got up at 8, showered, dressed, and decided against eating breakfast as I knew I'd be nervous later and didn't want to stress my tummy any more than I had to.  I had a cup of coffee and headed out the door at 9.  I'd heard 3 different times for my audition, ranging from 10:40 to 11:10, so I figured I'd be safe and get there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8347459440128186523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8347459440128186523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8347459440128186523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8347459440128186523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/02/circle-of-life-with-band-twist.html' title='The Circle of Life, with a band twist'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-4292091192617717921</id><published>2007-01-25T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:50:02.809-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I done?!</title><summary type='text'>Last night I submitted my online application for admission to UWF in the fall.  I received an email from the music department that morning saying that upcoming department admission/scholarship auditions are going to be Feb. 3rd...like in less than two weeks.  Yikes!  The application itself was sobering...do I have any hobbies?  Um...does dieting count?  Community service?  Um...no.  I cleaned the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/4292091192617717921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=4292091192617717921&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4292091192617717921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/4292091192617717921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-have-i-done.html' title='What have I done?!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2803540761450837798</id><published>2007-01-22T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:29:42.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep?  Who needs sleep?</title><summary type='text'>The handfasting went well Thursday - the acoustics in the room and the flute I borrowed from work (Sonare - I need one!!!!) made me sound amazing.  The ceremony itself was lovely, and we all had a great time.  On the way home that evening, I complained that I had a dull ache in the back of my head - a weird place for a headache.  I took some Tylenol and went about my business.Friday I got up to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2803540761450837798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2803540761450837798&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2803540761450837798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2803540761450837798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/sleep-who-needs-sleep.html' title='Sleep?  Who needs sleep?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1476100749038416924</id><published>2007-01-17T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T13:07:43.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day</title><summary type='text'>Well, I managed to survive the day yesterday...at the time I wasn't sure it would happen.  I would like to clarify a part of my post/rant from yesterday after a conversation with Resa...the part about the Visa gift cards?  The thing that astounded me about the situation was that he hands me the cards and says that there's about $20 on one and about $70 on the other...the part I didn't spell out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1476100749038416924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1476100749038416924&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1476100749038416924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1476100749038416924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-day.html' title='A new day'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-7267209313084214113</id><published>2007-01-16T10:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:53:34.122-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill...me....now....</title><summary type='text'>Last week was rough.  I started back on Weight Watchers, and covered for missing people at both jobs all week.  I worked all day Friday and Saturday, and am here all day again today.  I taught every morning last week, and will probably be up at school every day this week, too. Today I'm the only one at the counter.  Val is coming in (it's her day off) to work my lunch, so I can eat and go to the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/7267209313084214113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=7267209313084214113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7267209313084214113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/7267209313084214113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/killmenow.html' title='Kill...me....now....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8736494108922303998</id><published>2007-01-12T21:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:38:36.725-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pop quiz'/><title type='text'>Quiz thingy</title><summary type='text'>I created one of those "how well do you know me" quizes and posted it on my myspace...go take it!  Maevyn, I think there will be a few that you will be the only non-relative to answer correctly.  LOL!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8736494108922303998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8736494108922303998&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8736494108922303998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8736494108922303998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/quiz-thingy.html' title='Quiz thingy'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2795101721516273097</id><published>2007-01-08T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T13:08:25.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gator Bowl trip: Saturday</title><summary type='text'>We didn't have to be up all that early this day...but tell that to my roomie.  She's an early riser, and we got up about 2 hours before the kids wake-up calls every day. That gave me about 3-5 hours of sleep each night. We had a 4 hour block of free time this day, and ended up driving out to Andrew Jackson High school (a team we BEAT in the playoffs last month...just sayin'...) and sort of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2795101721516273097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2795101721516273097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2795101721516273097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2795101721516273097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/gator-bowl-trip-saturday.html' title='Gator Bowl trip: Saturday'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5954866217028862862</id><published>2007-01-08T12:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:19:15.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A vacation?</title><summary type='text'>Indeed, a vacation.  One without charter buses or 100+ teenagers, and nary a musical instrument to be seen.  Well, maybe around  me, but not with me.  We're going back to New Orleans! We've planned a 3-4 day trip to N.O. in May, without Cam (ahem...haven't talked to Barb about this yet, so don't let her know...heh!).  I plan to drink all day every day, and do all the things I can't do in P'cola </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5954866217028862862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5954866217028862862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5954866217028862862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5954866217028862862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/vacation.html' title='A vacation?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1745692950589568735</id><published>2007-01-03T14:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T12:28:53.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band trip'/><title type='text'>Gator Bowl trip: Friday</title><summary type='text'>I'll start out by saying that it will be a long time before we do another Bowl game, thanks very much. Shoo... I understand that this is a huge event that takes boatloads of planning, but there were so many details left out and it was SO stressful... Here's a little overview of my very, very, very long weekend...I'm going to do it one day at a time so as not to overload anyone's circuits.  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1745692950589568735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1745692950589568735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1745692950589568735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1745692950589568735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2007/01/gator-bowl-trip-friday.html' title='Gator Bowl trip: Friday'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-1148920321984485708</id><published>2006-12-31T03:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T03:58:57.393-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still going...</title><summary type='text'>So yesterday we crashed the stadium where we played Andrew Jackson High however many months ago.  We didn't have anywhere else to go to warm-up, so we found a high school.  Heh.  The percussion warmed up in the parking lot of a grocery store, and by the end I realized we should have put out a tip jar or something...they had drawn a crowd. We got to the high school for a practice, and there was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/1148920321984485708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=1148920321984485708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1148920321984485708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/1148920321984485708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/still-going.html' title='Still going...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3592427829992069265</id><published>2006-12-30T06:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T06:57:46.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And in the morning, we're making waffles</title><summary type='text'>So it's nearly 8AM Jax time.  My roomie and I have been up since the alarm went off at about 3000 decibels at 5AM.  There's a complimentary breakfast here with pastries, Dunkin Donuts, biscuits and gravy, and a do-it-yourself waffle station.  I didn't see the humor in the situation until I called to talk to Resa this morning and she pointed out the Shrek reference.   Heh...I'm sorta hanging in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3592427829992069265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3592427829992069265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3592427829992069265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3592427829992069265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-in-morning-were-making-waffles.html' title='And in the morning, we&apos;re making &lt;i&gt;waffles&lt;/i&gt;'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3232853484586180604</id><published>2006-12-29T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T22:44:21.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='band trip'/><title type='text'>So far...</title><summary type='text'>...so good.  But it's early yet...and I'm an eternal pessimist.  :)I can't recall exactly how many trips we've made this year, but I have to say this...these kids are pros at this traveling shit.  They were on the buses ready to go about 45 minutes before we had to leave.  They'd loaded the buses with instruments, luggage, and uniforms, as well as the 4oo pounds of electronic equipment they </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3232853484586180604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3232853484586180604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3232853484586180604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3232853484586180604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-far.html' title='So far...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3139091885819964631</id><published>2006-12-24T19:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T19:20:23.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidaze'/><title type='text'>Zoinks!</title><summary type='text'>(my little tribute to the passing of the final half of the greatest cartooning duo of all time)So here it is, Christmas Eve.  TJ is on duty till 7AM tomorrow, Cam and I just returned from an evening at Barb's, and Jen and Billy are somewhere between here and his folks' house in Crestview.  Cam is in the tub...I have to say that NORAD's Santa tracker is the best for getting children into bed on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3139091885819964631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3139091885819964631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3139091885819964631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3139091885819964631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/zoinks.html' title='Zoinks!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-8057312252526759963</id><published>2006-12-22T16:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T17:00:51.132-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Am I *that* liberal?</title><summary type='text'>So all this pissed-offedness about the Minnesota Representative-elect and his intent to use the Koran for his swearing in rather than a Bible?  First of all, the entire POINT of swearing on a book is that the person doing the swearing BELIEVES in that book.  It's not so that everyone ELSE feels better about it.  We should have people swear on a copy of Merriam-Webster in court rather than a Bible</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/8057312252526759963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=8057312252526759963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8057312252526759963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/8057312252526759963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/am-i-that-liberal.html' title='Am I *that* liberal?'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-3159632578210175576</id><published>2006-12-17T20:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T20:54:31.980-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><title type='text'>Once more, with feeling</title><summary type='text'>New layout...let me know if anything sucks or is blanked out or in Korean or anything.  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/3159632578210175576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=3159632578210175576&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3159632578210175576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/3159632578210175576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/once-more-with-feeling.html' title='Once more, with feeling'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-5791898073419733449</id><published>2006-12-17T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T20:46:45.991-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Band'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Rewind!</title><summary type='text'>I brought my laptop with me to Miami for the state football championship, but once I finally got to my room I was far too tired and/or lazy to go back to the desk to get a longin code to get online.  I typed up my blog for the night in Word and completely forgot about it until now...I'm going to copy it in now:***************************So once again, it’s been one of those band trips.  We got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/5791898073419733449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=5791898073419733449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5791898073419733449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/5791898073419733449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/rewind.html' title='Rewind!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-2481528347260049575</id><published>2006-12-13T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:36:31.037-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testing'/><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><summary type='text'>Hello, out there...Resa dragged me into the Blogger Beta, so here I am, testing my wings.  Don't mind the mess.  :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/2481528347260049575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=2481528347260049575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2481528347260049575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/2481528347260049575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116540954824440676</id><published>2006-12-06T06:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:52:28.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The state championship game</title><summary type='text'>So the local paper?  They're ate up with this game.  They're sending my favorite reporter on one of the football team's buses to report the whole way, and then sending another ten or so people to cover photos, web updates, and stories.  The game will be recorded and then broadcast on the Sunshine network...I'm pretty sure it won't be live, though.  The PNJ will update their website constantly as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116540954824440676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116540954824440676&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116540954824440676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116540954824440676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/state-championship-game.html' title='The state championship game'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116510217900160457</id><published>2006-12-02T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T17:29:39.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*blink blink*</title><summary type='text'>So I passed out in bed shortly after I blogged earlier this morning.  I got up around 3, mostly because I was hungry, but also because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.  I had some lunch and then a glass of wine and am ready for bed again.  I've been up for just over an hour and I'm already ready for bed again.  ...sigh...So next week we're going to Miami.  The State Final is in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116510217900160457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116510217900160457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116510217900160457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116510217900160457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/blink-blink.html' title='*blink blink*'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116506533138492585</id><published>2006-12-02T06:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T07:15:36.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always SOMETHING</title><summary type='text'>I called TJ from the bus as we left the mall in Gainesville and were heading to the stadium.  The conversation went something like, "Well, this has been pleasantly uneventful.  No disasters to speak of...I hardly know what to do with myself!"  Well.  Then we got to the game.  It was a little high school in thousands of acres of pastureland.  Both sides of the stadium had aluminum bleachers...I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116506533138492585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116506533138492585&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116506533138492585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116506533138492585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/12/theres-always-something.html' title='There&apos;s always SOMETHING'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116482962356727408</id><published>2006-11-29T13:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T13:47:03.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional what?!</title><summary type='text'>A friend of mine at work has endured a very trying few weeks relationship-wise.  It all blew up for him magnificently yesterday, and he ended up leaving work because he felt it unwise to stay.  Before he left, he ended up telling pretty much everyone about his situation, and we all listened and patted him on the shoulder and did the best to support him that we could.  He didn't need us to DO </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116482962356727408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116482962356727408&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116482962356727408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116482962356727408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/emotional-what.html' title='Emotional what?!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116460518834611411</id><published>2006-11-26T22:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:26:28.476-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night/Sunday morning</title><summary type='text'>I figure that I should probably get caught up on last weekend before we head out for another road trip on Friday.  State semi-finals!  Yee-hawwwwwwwyaaaawn...So rewind to the weekend from Hell.  Remember?  No?  Well, I'll set the mood.  Those of you just joining us don't need to review previous posts, just read the following recap.   Lots of stress...unplanned      football game on top of STATE </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116460518834611411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116460518834611411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116460518834611411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116460518834611411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/saturday-nightsunday-morning.html' title='Saturday night/Sunday morning'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116443448348696505</id><published>2006-11-24T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:01:23.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I get it...</title><summary type='text'>...we have a great football team.  Tonight's game was was the closest we've had all season, and we were behind the first half.  I didn't care for that too much.  Then we got ahead (but not enough to be comfortable) and I realized that if we won, we'd have a road trip next week and yet another football game.  We won 26-21, and the last 3 minutes of the game were intense.  Those kids from St. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116443448348696505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116443448348696505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116443448348696505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116443448348696505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-get-it.html' title='I get it...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116421616466263046</id><published>2006-11-22T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T11:22:44.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel better</title><summary type='text'>So it turns out that Cam's vision is not as bad as originally thought.  He saw our eye doc yesterday.  The general consensus is that yes, he is just a little more farsighted than most kids his age, but he doesn't HAVE to have glasses to correct it.  The doc said it wouldn't hurt, though, and as I only paid $35 for the exam and the glasses, he'll have glasses for reading now.  He's absurdly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116421616466263046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116421616466263046&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116421616466263046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116421616466263046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-feel-better.html' title='I feel better'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116405019337609384</id><published>2006-11-20T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:06:35.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a bad Mom!</title><summary type='text'>A few weeks ago Cam told me he needs glasses - just out of the blue.  I said something along the lines of, "Uh huh, sure."  I did ask his teacher if she could put in a recommendation for him to see the nurse for a routine eye test, though.  She said she would...and apparently did.  I got a call today from the nurse who said that Cam had come in for an eye test and that his right eye is iffy, but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116405019337609384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116405019337609384&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116405019337609384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116405019337609384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-bad-mom.html' title='I&apos;m a bad Mom!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116391185583538433</id><published>2006-11-18T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T22:50:55.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I pass out</title><summary type='text'>I'm about to lay down and PTFO...So Friday night...the wonderful news man patiently leads a pathetic caravan of 2 vans, 2 charter buses, and few band parents' cars to the stadium.  We pulled in at kickoff, and the band made it in the stands in time to play for PFHS' first touchdown in the beginning of the 2nd quarter.  They filed back down to warm up for halftime, and I stood resignedly on the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116391185583538433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116391185583538433&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116391185583538433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116391185583538433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/before-i-pass-out.html' title='Before I pass out'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116389309636097808</id><published>2006-11-18T17:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T17:38:16.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(insert witty title here)</title><summary type='text'>I don't have 2 brain cells left to rub together today.  I've had about 5 hours of sleep since Thursday morning, and right now the only reason I'm not unconscious is that I"m about to gnaw my arm off - I'm a little hungry. We are back in the hotel temporarily for the kids to change out of their uniforms, then we're off to another mall.  Yes, this will be our third mall in 24 hours.  Don't be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116389309636097808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116389309636097808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116389309636097808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116389309636097808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/insert-witty-title-here.html' title='(insert witty title here)'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116384143847670134</id><published>2006-11-18T03:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T03:17:18.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Started out shitty...</title><summary type='text'>...and has only gotten worse.  My day, that is.Reported for duty at school at 7, along with everyone in the band...oh, and everyone else at PFHS, too.  We couldn't load the trucks or the buses until  about the time we were supposed to leave.  Then it turns out that none of the pre-planning worked out...pff, out the window.  I rode in one of the vans as I had to drive in the wee hours this morning</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116384143847670134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116384143847670134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116384143847670134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116384143847670134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/started-out-shitty.html' title='Started out shitty...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116360913230738249</id><published>2006-11-15T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T10:45:32.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah humbug</title><summary type='text'>I'm already over my weekend, and it hasn't even started yet.  The football team is playing in Jacksonville Friday night, and the band has to be there.  It's more of a, "We'll see you there!" than a, "You're going, right?" sort of thing.  We have state marching competition Saturday in St. Pete.  State Competition.  Not a minor event.  ...sigh...  Thanks to hour limits for drivers and the Jessica </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116360913230738249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116360913230738249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116360913230738249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116360913230738249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah humbug'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116309661263929753</id><published>2006-11-09T12:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T12:23:32.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbers...</title><summary type='text'>Time for a blog NOT about band!  Woot! As I confessed previously, I've been a little less-than true to my diet as the summer waned.  I just caught up entering my weights since the first of July (ahem) and lo and behold, as of my last weigh-in on Friday, I weigh the same now as I did the first week of July.  What a friggin waste of time the past months have been! I've been steadily on-plan the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116309661263929753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116309661263929753&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116309661263929753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116309661263929753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/numbers.html' title='Numbers...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116285611822142844</id><published>2006-11-06T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T17:35:18.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch-up</title><summary type='text'>...so...tired...Monday:  Leave @ 6:45 AM, teach, work, practice, get home around 6:30Tuesday: Leave @ 6:45 AM, work, practice, get home around 6:30Wednesday: Leave @ 6:45, teach, work, practice, get home around 6:30Thursday: Leave @ 6:45, work, practice, get home around 6:30Friday: Leave @ 6:45, teach, work, game, get home around 1 AMSaturday: Leave @ 8 AM, Contest, get home around 2 AMSunday: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116285611822142844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116285611822142844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116285611822142844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116285611822142844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/11/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing catch-up'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12020038.post-116201616790787932</id><published>2006-10-28T01:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T01:16:07.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>....oooooouuucchhhhh......</title><summary type='text'>This was the longest game EVER.  I think the team forgot what sport they were supposed to be playing for the first quarter.  I mean, only one school has let West Florida score this year, and it was Woodham.  This was supposed to be an easy game.  The paper predicted us to win 38-0.  In the first quarter they kept us from scoring, and worse yet, THEY SCORED.  What?!  The score stayed that way for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/feeds/116201616790787932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12020038&amp;postID=116201616790787932&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116201616790787932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12020038/posts/default/116201616790787932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jenvalresa.blogspot.com/2006/10/oooooouuucchhhhh.html' title='....oooooouuucchhhhh......'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13540072394597332108</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B3tNqZmnHJU/Tam4CAmgy9I/AAAAAAAAIRE/QzJP1IYKIl4/s220/small%2Boutline.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
