<?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-3585868763984010042</id><updated>2011-08-21T02:22:23.480-07:00</updated><category term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Life of the Unemployed</title><subtitle type='html'>I was unemployed April 2009 to August 2010.
It is no piece of cake...it gets OLD...FAST!
I decided to blog because there wasn't much else to do.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1276195422599157760</id><published>2011-08-21T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T02:22:23.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary's Belongings (A Poem)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mary had a little lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;all fricassed with peas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;then a little lobster salad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and some energetic cheese;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;A quart of hock to wash it down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;a taste of mountain dew -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;All those our little Mary had;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;and a little coffin, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I found this on a newspaper clipping glued in the front of a 1903 "The White House Cookbook".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(A comprehensive cyclopedia of information for the home by Hugo Ziemann [steward of the White House] and Mrs. F. L. Gillette; The Saalfield Publishing Company)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Thought it was cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Dwell Refreshed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1276195422599157760?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1276195422599157760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/08/marys-belongings-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1276195422599157760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1276195422599157760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/08/marys-belongings-poem.html' title='Mary&apos;s Belongings (A Poem)'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-5569432639104223420</id><published>2011-08-03T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:56:56.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning Cooking Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f0f4f2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;My recommendation for beginners (for everyone, actually) is to always read the recipe through before even beginning. You'll know what you will be needing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, gather all the ingredients &amp;amp; cooking utensils you'll be needing (bowls, spoons, measuring cups/spoons, pots &amp;amp; pans, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is a little time consuming, but having everything in reach means you won't be spending precious time searching for something at a critical point in a recipe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f0f4f2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #f0f4f2; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Happy Cooking &amp;amp; Dwell Refreshed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-5569432639104223420?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/5569432639104223420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning-cooking-tips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5569432639104223420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5569432639104223420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/08/beginning-cooking-tips.html' title='Beginning Cooking Tips'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6876464663918243063</id><published>2011-06-26T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:55:16.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>I wrote this a few years ago, when life called for it; felt the need to share it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you married?&amp;nbsp; How is your marriage?&amp;nbsp; If you are not married, what is your view/idea of marriage?&amp;nbsp; Have you given it any thought as to your role in the couple?&amp;nbsp; What do you plan to do, when the going gets tough?&amp;nbsp; Are you going to plant your feet and say, "This is what I committed to and I am going to stick with it no matter what..." (not counting that which is harmful to you) OR are you going to throw up your hands and just give up, thinking it is too much trouble or too much work?&amp;nbsp; Carefully consider the following, before you throw in the towel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you marriage is in trouble, you will need to face the situation head-on and focus on your marriage.&amp;nbsp; (Colossians 3:23; 1 Corinthians 13:4-8a; Philippians 4:13; 2 Corinthians 9:6; Galatians 6:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, you need to make sure &lt;b&gt;ALL OF&lt;/b&gt; your priorities are in the correct order.&amp;nbsp; Is God/Jesus first?&amp;nbsp; Is your husband/wife second in your life? (Matthew 19:5; Mark 10:7; Genesis 2:24).&amp;nbsp; Third would be any biological or adopted children you might have; fourth would be your biological extended family and fifth would be yourself.&amp;nbsp; After that would be anyone else, including any job/career you might have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, is money a problem?&amp;nbsp; Are you in a house that is bigger than you need or are you driving a brand new vehicle or anything extra like that?&amp;nbsp; Downsize.&amp;nbsp; This will save you money and help you live within your means and hopefully eradicate any problems this might be causing.&amp;nbsp; (1 Timothy 6:6-8, 10; Philippians 4:11 [Key words:&amp;nbsp; I HAVE LEARNED]; Philippians 4:5, 19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, is the internet a problem in your home or computer/video games, television or any such item?&amp;nbsp; If it seems to be a source of trouble, these should be limited or purges as needed.&amp;nbsp; (Matthew 5:30; Philippians 4:7-8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, have patience with each other, go slow and take it one step at a time.&amp;nbsp; Rebuilding a marriage is WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your marriage commitment &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;made to each other&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, before God and man &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a binding contract (Matthew 5:37).&amp;nbsp; The marriage foundation needs to be grounded on Biblical standards (Matthew 5:27-37; Colossians 3:12-19; Ephesians 5:33; Mark 10:2-12; Genesis 2:23-24; Ephesians 6:10-18; 1 Corinthians 7:2-12 [&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;especially verses 10, 11 &amp;amp; 39&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;]; Ephesians 5:15, 17.&amp;nbsp; Also, read the story of Hosea (Hosea 1:1 - 14:9) - &lt;i&gt;the moral of the story - &lt;b&gt;keep going back!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;)&amp;nbsp; If your husband/wife moves to another state, for their job or any other reason, it is &lt;b&gt;your obligation&lt;/b&gt; to go with him/her, no matter who you leave behind or how homesick you might be.&amp;nbsp; Your husband/wife is now your life (Genesis 2:24).&amp;nbsp; Just remember, we live in a time of travel &amp;amp; transportation.&amp;nbsp; Just because you leave your family doesn't mean that you have to break your ties with them.&amp;nbsp; They are not going to love you any less, if you don't live near them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; need to be responsible and &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt; need to do what &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; must&lt;/b&gt; to honor that commitment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Marriage does not mean maturity!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; How you handle the ups &amp;amp; downs of marriage - and sticking with the marriage - helps you grow to maturity.&amp;nbsp; Also, how you treat your husband/wife is a sign of maturity.&amp;nbsp; Do you respect him/her?&amp;nbsp; Do you nag and batter him/her when he/she doesn't do things the way you want him/her to?&amp;nbsp; Do you ridicule him/her or treat them like a child?&amp;nbsp; You need to evaluate your actions towards him/her.&amp;nbsp; You married him/her to be your husband/wife, not your child or toy.&amp;nbsp; Treat him/her as such.&amp;nbsp; You should always speak highly of your spouse to others.&amp;nbsp; No matter what you say, it will almost always get back to him/her.&amp;nbsp; Which would you rather they hear:&amp;nbsp; that he/she is the best man/woman you could have married or how that when he/she walks away from you in a store, you treat him/her like they are 3 and they can't be trusted.&amp;nbsp; Think about it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have troubles (and who doesn't...) you should follow the next step carefully:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Counseling&lt;/b&gt; is the next step.&amp;nbsp; I suggest it in two forms.&amp;nbsp; 1)&amp;nbsp; a "counselor" - separate (the husband's is to be male; the wife's is to be female) and see a separate marriage counselor, at the same time (separate from the afore mentioned two).&amp;nbsp; 2)&amp;nbsp; Encourage your spouse to find 2-3 close, trusted friends (male - male; female - female).&amp;nbsp; At least two of these friends should be older, with advanced wisdom in these matters, who would be willing to counsel and advise you as necessary.&amp;nbsp; Another should be a prayer &amp;amp; accountability partner.&amp;nbsp; Someone you can go to when you are struggling; someone who can lift you up in prayer and someone who can check to see how you are doing often.&amp;nbsp; Your pastor would be an excellent place to start.&amp;nbsp; (The women's group or the pastor's wife would also work, for the ladies).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You need to "date" each other OFTEN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Take time to remember why you wanted to marry him/her.&amp;nbsp; My recommendation - date night each week.&amp;nbsp; Suggested ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cooking together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rides&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dinner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bowling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;skating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;breakfast (at a restaurant)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;museums&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;picnics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;long walks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;treasure hunts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;historical landmarks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hay ride&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(NO MOVIES!&amp;nbsp; movies don't give you a chance to reconnect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once a month, spend a weekend together - PLAN AHEAD &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;write it down!!&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Plan every detail, down to your toe polish color.&amp;nbsp; Some suggestions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rent a houseboat &amp;amp; go out on a lake/river for the weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;camping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;marriage seminars &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Marriage Alive! International has some great resources - www.marriagealive.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;couples spa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rent a room in a hotel or B&amp;amp;B, just to spend time quietly &lt;b&gt;&amp;amp; alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember, plan ahead!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You need to purchase (if you don't already have one) an exhaustive concordance (Strong's is good).&amp;nbsp; Then, spend time looking up &amp;amp; studying references on marriage (2 Timothy 2:15 &amp;amp; 2 Timothy 3:16-17).&amp;nbsp; Some words to begin with:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;husband&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wife&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;marriage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spouse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;submit and submission &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(learn what it actually means!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;obey and obedience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;discipline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;See what the Bible says about marriage/home and &lt;b&gt;DO IT!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Note:&amp;nbsp; not all of the verses in each category will apply to marriage per se, but it is important to study those too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some questions to ask yourself:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;How are you making this marriage work?&amp;nbsp; Are you keeping it interesting?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What part of the situation did you cause?&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Take responsibility for &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;your own&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; actions [2 Corinthians 5:10])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What changes can &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; make to eliminate that cause (Philippians 2:14)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, remember, it takes two to make a marriage and it takes two to break a marriage.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Write a contract&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of what you chose to do to change or enhance your marriage and share it with two of those close, trusted friends - encourage your spouse to share with 1 (same gender) and you need to share with 1 (same gender).&amp;nbsp; These two should be willing to check upon your progress and encourage you at least once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a friend that is getting in the way of your marriage, after deep reflection, counsel from more knowledgeable individuals &amp;amp; prayer, you should take an indefinite break from the friendship, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;or eliminate it immediately&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;...ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE STARTED ANOTHER RELATIONSHIP WITH THE OPPOSITE GENDER.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your first &lt;u&gt;earthly&lt;/u&gt; priority is &amp;amp; ALWAYS will be your spouse.&amp;nbsp; Don't give them reason to be jealous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least, spend much time in prayer.&amp;nbsp; (1 Peter 5:8; 2 Timothy 2:19, 22; 1 Thessalonians 5:17-18, 21-22; Philippians 4:6,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Ephesians 6:18; Hebrews 4:16 [KEY WORDS:&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;COME BOLDLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;]; Matthew 21:22; Luke 6:12 (example we should follow:&amp;nbsp; continued all night); Acts 6:4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6876464663918243063?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6876464663918243063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/06/marriage.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6876464663918243063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6876464663918243063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/06/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-2731660698532157415</id><published>2011-06-17T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T06:49:16.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 2011</title><content type='html'>Job hunting again &amp;amp; house sitting again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have had one interview, but nothing came of it; the house sitting is okay, just a little tired from insomnia (it takes a couple of days to settle in).&amp;nbsp; The dog snoring doesn't help the insomnia!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like living in Michigan; it is so different than California.&amp;nbsp; I'm not just referring to the weather, but things like I actually hear birds chirping and there are bugs everywhere.&amp;nbsp; Where I'm from in California, there doesn't seem to be as many birds and the bugs are usually just flies.&amp;nbsp; The air also smells fresher here in Michigan and on cloudless days, the sky looks bluer and brighter.&amp;nbsp; I'm really hoping to get a permanent position in Michigan; I'd love to stay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-2731660698532157415?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/2731660698532157415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2731660698532157415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2731660698532157415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/06/june-2011.html' title='June 2011'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8204851836997199343</id><published>2011-03-14T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T14:00:29.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wren Bay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2PKy-tnmAM/TX6AQLG_EjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OW6vaCtWSEo/s1600/Wren%2BBay.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2PKy-tnmAM/TX6AQLG_EjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OW6vaCtWSEo/s320/Wren%2BBay.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584041603334345266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wren Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was excited when I discovered Wren Bay; a book about making a house a home spoke to my heart.  When my copy arrived, I eagerly anticipated finishing my day &amp;amp; curling up with the book.  I wasn't disappointed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The French influence in the book was a delightful surprise, from the fashions of the day to the delicious recipes included.  Other books that I have read that included recipes only had one or two per book; having multiple recipes per chapter made this book a delicious read!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Each step of a homemakers heart is addressed in this book.  Gardening in a home garden to feed your family and herbal care; learning and creating a daily routine; home cooked goodness &amp;amp; cocooning a house to become a place of refuge for her family.  Wren uses her time of separation to settle in and create that haven for Devlin &amp;amp; herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The blessings book that helps Wren survive the separation from Devlin is an inspiration to anyone going through a difficult time.  She choose to focus on the positive in her life rather than her separation.  Wren also choose to focus her daily activities to what she had on hand...creating her own style of dress, combining parts of the latest fashions with "a combination of Sophia's sleek, comfortable style &amp;amp; the romantic fashion of Grace's day."  Wren also uses that creativity to mold her home into a personal oasis.  "It is the small, simple things that makes a house a home," she states.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In Wren Bay, I believe Clarice Fox-Hughes brings out the heart of the homemaker, evoking a response of "what more can I do in my home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://storybookwoods.typepad.com/storybook_woods/"&gt;Storybook Woods Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.facebook.com/?ref=logo#%21/group.php?gid=107720769287938"&gt;Storybook Woods on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/wren-bay/13581847"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy Wren Bay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dwell Refreshed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8204851836997199343?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lulu.com/product/paperback/wren-bay/13581847' title='Wren Bay'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8204851836997199343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/03/wren-bay.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8204851836997199343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8204851836997199343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2011/03/wren-bay.html' title='Wren Bay'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y2PKy-tnmAM/TX6AQLG_EjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OW6vaCtWSEo/s72-c/Wren%2BBay.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-9198066615583129812</id><published>2010-11-17T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T06:28:53.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reason For The Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="background-image: url(&amp;quot;http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/lPJU2wOQ750/hqdefault.jpg&amp;quot;);" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lPJU2wOQ750?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lPJU2wOQ750?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-9198066615583129812?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lPJU2wOQ750' title='The Reason For The Season'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/9198066615583129812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/11/reason-for-season.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/9198066615583129812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/9198066615583129812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/11/reason-for-season.html' title='The Reason For The Season'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1359334891447210164</id><published>2010-11-11T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T06:31:26.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing work!  ...   SMS (Shine)</title><content type='html'>Found this video of musicians who utilized the use of the Lite-Brite...Amazing.  The fireworks are the best!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;Send me a sign&lt;br /&gt;A hint, O whisper&lt;br /&gt;Fill me with life&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come break the quiet&lt;br /&gt;Breathe your awakening&lt;br /&gt;Bring me the light&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I am fading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surround me with the rush of angels' wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 1)&lt;br /&gt;Shine Your light so I can see You&lt;br /&gt;Pull me up, I need to be near You&lt;br /&gt;Hold me, I need to feel loved&lt;br /&gt;Can You overcome this heart that's overcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;You sent a sign&lt;br /&gt;The hint, O whisper&lt;br /&gt;Human, divine&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death laid low&lt;br /&gt;Quiet in the night is stirring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around the rush of angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bridge)&lt;br /&gt;O the wonder of the greatest love has come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus 2)&lt;br /&gt;Shine Your light so all can see it&lt;br /&gt;Lifted up, 'cause the whole world needs it&lt;br /&gt;Love has come, what joy to hear it&lt;br /&gt;He has overcome, He has overcome&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1359334891447210164?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://new.music.yahoo.com/blogs/videogaga/63710/the-davidcrowder-band-make-amazing-things-with-lite/' title='Amazing work!  ...   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SMS (Shine)'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1042596526575960291</id><published>2010-10-12T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T07:08:09.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The days grow shorter,&lt;br /&gt;the nights grow cooler;&lt;br /&gt;the frost is blossoming;&lt;br /&gt;the leaves are languishing...&lt;br /&gt;the promise of snow hangs in the air;&lt;br /&gt;the geese are honking,&lt;br /&gt;the fires are rolling;&lt;br /&gt;the promise that cold is coming here...&lt;br /&gt;each is a piece of a puzzle;&lt;br /&gt;the finished picture states...&lt;br /&gt;that over all...it is fall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1042596526575960291?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1042596526575960291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1042596526575960291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1042596526575960291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6818177910777237268</id><published>2010-10-05T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T11:54:18.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought provoking post:  Being Unique</title><content type='html'>Today's post I hope will be thought provoking.  After reading the referenced article (right click the title of this post and open in a new tab to read article), I have done much thinking and there are several things I hope to implement in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Christianity is unique and because of that uniqueness, Christians are expected to be different from those who do not know Christ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean to be different?  In what ways are we to be different? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life I attempt to remember this in the choices I make.  I lean toward what most would consider a more conservative approach, however, after reading this article, I believe that I need to be more conservative in some areas of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be dressed modestly, but I believe there is room for growth.  In my entertainment choices I know that I could do better.  There is a verse that says we are not to allow sin to reign in our lives (body; Romans 6:12).  To me personally, the area that I need to mostly apply it currently is to the area of entertainment.  Is what I choose glorifying to God?  If it isn't, why am I watching/reading/listening/etc to it.  Even if it is just one point in a 400 page book or one word in a 90 minute movie, why should I allow it?  If I do then maybe next time I'm watching a movie or reading a book do I say, "no, I'm not going to watch that movie/read that book" or am I going to say, "well, last time there was just one word and that wasn't too bad; maybe this time I'll just let it go again."  Before I know it, I am encased in sin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to remember I Peter 5:8... the devil walks about like a lion, seeking whom he may devour.  If I give him one toe hold in my life, he will devour it and take it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of other things along this line that the author stated is:  "there ought to be an observable difference in the way Christians live - how they think and what they do," and "it is meaningless to tell people that Christ will make a difference in their lives, when there is no difference to be seen in one's own life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  I really need to evaluate my life and begin to make changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the author's section entitled "It is a Corporate Concern" he addresses the concerns of the modern day church service.  He states "the clamor for relevance in such churches has masked any sense of the true difference that exists between Christ and the World."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to ask myself, what is my hand in this?  Is there anything I need to change about my activities in the church and it's service.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his final thoughts is the most provoking of all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When a woman dresses seductively to catch a man, we question her moral integrity.  Why is it that when the church dresses seductively to "catch" a convert, we applaud its clever use of deceit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that makes me unique as a Christian?  (I am bought with a price [I Corinthians 6:20]; I am chosen [John 15:16, John 15:19, Titus 2:14])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I be unique in my Christian life?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(choosing truth [I Corinthians 13:6], choosing Philippians 4:8 [true, honest, just, pure, lovely, of a good report, with any virtue, any praise - thinking on those things])  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I need to evaluate my entertainment, my clothing choices, my words (Matthew 15:17-20), my friends (yes, this is included...friends are influencing in our lives and if they do not live godly lives they will not be encouraging us to live godly lives.), what I do with my resources &amp; my stewardship choices (not just $$, food, care of our bodies, care of the material goods that is provided for our use, etc is included here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[Christianity] is not just another religion, it is the only way to God (John 14:6)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us be unique!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6818177910777237268?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.awordfromtheword.org/the-unique-christian.htm' title='Thought provoking post:  Being Unique'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6818177910777237268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/10/thought-provoking-post-being-unique.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6818177910777237268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6818177910777237268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/10/thought-provoking-post-being-unique.html' title='Thought provoking post:  Being Unique'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4154429727614971100</id><published>2010-08-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T17:10:57.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>I have arrived in Michigan with minimal problems.  The trip was a long one but enjoyable when I wasn't sleeping.  I've setteled and have started orientation for my new position.  I am so blessed to be working at a job where we spend the first part of our day in prayer and devotions.  I have became more peaceful since I have arrived and am being refreshed daily in this fellowship.  I look forward to next week, when the students arrive and to having a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being overwhelmed with the blessing that have been bestowed upon me this past few weeks/months.  I pray that I am able to be a blessing to others as a result of what has been given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwell Refreshed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4154429727614971100?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4154429727614971100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/08/blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4154429727614971100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4154429727614971100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/08/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6420876404957800259</id><published>2010-07-30T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T22:30:36.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doors Flying Open, Left and Right</title><content type='html'>I've been praying some time for direction on the employment front since I've been off work.  It has finally came together.  Beware...if you are around me...the doors are flying open everywhere.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, the opening of the door to apply for the position I accepted today.  Girl's Dorm Assistant Dean, Study Hall Supervisor and Keyboarding and Computer teacher at our church's boarding school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, the means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     a) the unemployment (which I had not received since mid-June) was reinstated after the Senate signed the bill a week or so ago;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     b) receiving my unemployment claim forms and the unemployment check process only taking a couple of days, instead of the normal 5 and coming in early;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     c) the school offering to help in paying a portion of the relocation costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third thing I was concerned with was that I had already committed to house-sitting.  In visiting with the house owner yesterday, she mentioned that her son was flying in from out of state and would be visiting 2 weeks, including the week she is going to be gone, and that relieved me of the house-sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm heading east and so excited at the prospect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6420876404957800259?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6420876404957800259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/07/doors-flying-open-left-and-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6420876404957800259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6420876404957800259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/07/doors-flying-open-left-and-right.html' title='Doors Flying Open, Left and Right'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4923279296304304366</id><published>2010-06-22T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T23:40:51.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day with Grandma</title><content type='html'>My grandmother is 81...82 in November.  She is a little spitfire!  When I say little, I mean short.  She was 5 feet tall when I outgrew her when I was approximately 9 years old.  In the years since, she has shrunk a few inches.  She is now 4 foot 10 inches.  I call her Grand Lady and Short Stuff...affectionately!  She has been my best friend for my adult life and most of my childhood.  She has been there for me through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been several weeks since I saw my grandmother due to both of our vacation trips out of the area.  She left south the day I came home (also south, but from another state).  So, today, I went to spend the day with her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we went shopping...her for things she needed for her house and myself for items that are needed for our annual family reunion (which my grandmother help start, 34 years ago).  It is on Sunday.  After that, we went to a sandwich shop and picked up a couple of subs...and then we went home to eat.  We watched a movie, "Amish Grace".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie was over, she went in to lay down.  I think, to save up her energy so she could wear me out later in the afternoon.  The cable company is having trouble getting their lines fixed, so the TV view was limited.  Then a worker came and was working and knocked out the little I had been able to watch.    I thought about watching a movie, but decided to turn on the Wii instead.  I played around with several of the sports games...bowling, tennis and baseball.  Since it is only my 2nd time playing a Wii, I didn't do so well, but I picked it up quickly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After grandma got up from her nap, she came back in the living room.  She said she's like to play the bowling game with me (not the regular bowling, but the one where more pins are added each throw).  So I set up for two players.  WHEW!  I now understand why people use it to lose weight.  That has to be the best workout I've had in some time.  I'm exhausted tonight.  We played 3 games.  Grandma won the first, I the second and she the final game.  She also holds the score for the most pins knocked down, 722.  My closest score is 535.  Next week, when the reunion is over, I plan on spending more time with grandma, during the day.  I will try my hardest to beat that 722!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we just hung out more, and I played a little more Wii (golf) while we chatted.  I finally called it an evening around 8pm and came home.  Below is a picture of my 81 year old grandmother, playing Wii bowling...and winning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have you done with your grandmother lately (if she is still living)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/TCGWQcvFRiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GqN8aiX1650/s1600/Misc+06+22+2010+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/TCGWQcvFRiI/AAAAAAAAAF0/GqN8aiX1650/s320/Misc+06+22+2010+053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485831030449718818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the video here:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GpJTnxbQLOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GpJTnxbQLOs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwell Refreshed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4923279296304304366?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4923279296304304366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-with-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-2994523219912988484</id><published>2010-05-18T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T20:30:27.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Cookie Fortune...</title><content type='html'>(Not that I believe in the fortunes that come in the cookies, but had to share)...opened up a fortune cookie and the fortune was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"the love of your life is right in front of your eyes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt kind of strange since I was looking at my computer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-2994523219912988484?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/2994523219912988484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/05/fortune-cookie-fortune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2994523219912988484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2994523219912988484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/05/fortune-cookie-fortune.html' title='Fortune Cookie Fortune...'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-5399670598919066610</id><published>2010-04-11T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:16:07.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookies</title><content type='html'>I played with a recipe that I've already mentioned on here, my great-grandmother's Bread Crumb Cookies (Feb. 9, 2010).  I changed the cloves to cinnamon.  Also, because we didn't have raisins, I used dried cherries.    The third thing was that the dough was very dry and crumbly, wouldn't stay together so I added 2 tablespoons of milk and about 1/8th cup of water.  I still baked them the 10-12 minutes and they came out fine.  Better than fine...the change to cinnamon and addition of the cherries made these already delicious cookies delectable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other cookies I made were Butterscotch Gingersnaps.  I needed to use the butterscotch chips and this was the recipe I used.  The flavors of the gingersnap cut down on the sweetness of the butterscotch making these cookies very enjoyable; it all blended together wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterscotch Gingersnaps&lt;br /&gt;about 5 dozen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 teaspoons ginger&lt;br /&gt;3/4 teaspoon ground cloves&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1 cup butter, room temperature&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups packed brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 large egg, room temperature&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup molasses&lt;br /&gt;11 ounce package butterscotch chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F; combine flour, baking soda, cinnamon, ginger, cloves and salt; set aside.  Cream together butter, sugar, egg and molasses until creamy.  Gradually add in flour mixture, beating well after each addition.  Add in chips.  Drop by rounded tablespoon onto ungreased cookie sheets.  Bake 9-1 minutes or until cookies are lightly browned.  Cool on cookie sheet for a couple of minutes before removing to wire racks to cool completely.  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-5399670598919066610?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/5399670598919066610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/04/cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5399670598919066610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5399670598919066610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/04/cookies.html' title='Cookies'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1832305524861502164</id><published>2010-03-28T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:44:53.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post #50</title><content type='html'>Whee...I was going to post something else, and I will, but wanted to mark the 50th post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1832305524861502164?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1832305524861502164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1832305524861502164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1832305524861502164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-50.html' title='Post #50'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-2807241268885645764</id><published>2010-03-21T23:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:34:18.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake in Mug II</title><content type='html'>I have been playing with the Cake in Mug recipe a bit.  I started with just eliminating the cocoa and chocolate chips:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Cake in Mug&lt;br /&gt;1 serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp flour&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp milk&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp oil&lt;br /&gt;2-3 tbsp butterscotch chips, coarsely chopped (optional)&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp vanilla (Tahitian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add dry ingredients to large coffee mug mix well; add the remaining ingredients and mix thoroughly. Add chips if using.  Put mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts (insert knife in center to test doneness). The cake will rise over the top of the mug.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  Outside of cake will appear spongy…inside will be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6cPC46kFPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Lkt_FfbEJU/s1600-h/Misc+03-20-2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6cPC46kFPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Lkt_FfbEJU/s320/Misc+03-20-2010+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451342416267449586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created the Almond Cherry Sour Cream Cake in Mug...this recipe, however is 1 extra large serving or 2 servings.  I cut it in 1/4ths after using a gigantic coffee mug and served 3 small servings.  (No picture...we enjoyed it before I thought of getting out the camera...next time though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almond Cherry Sour Cream Cake in Mug&lt;br /&gt;2 serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 tbsp flour&lt;br /&gt;6 ½ tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp milk&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp oil&lt;br /&gt;½ tsp vanilla (tahatian)&lt;br /&gt;2 heaping tsp sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp almond extract&lt;br /&gt;¼ tsp cherry extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add dry ingredients to extra large coffee mug or small soup bowl and mix well; add the remaining ingredients and mix thoroughly.  Put mug in the microwave and cook for 4 minutes and 30 seconds at 1000 watts (insert knife in center to test doneness). The cake will rise over the top of the mug.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  Outside of cake will appear spongy…inside will be done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve warm or at room temperature.  Is even better with homemade Raspberry-Plum jam, if you have some.  (I used that which my cousin [Lynn Geiszler] made).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also mix my ingredients in a separate container before pouring into mug, usually a glass 2-cup measuring cup and mix with fork.  Makes mixing much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy &amp; dwell refreshed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-2807241268885645764?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/2807241268885645764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/cake-in-mug-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2807241268885645764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2807241268885645764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/cake-in-mug-ii.html' title='Cake in Mug II'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6cPC46kFPI/AAAAAAAAAFs/1Lkt_FfbEJU/s72-c/Misc+03-20-2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8487004722415816595</id><published>2010-03-21T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T06:19:04.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Morning Scramble</title><content type='html'>I've been up all night saving recipes from some of my mom's cookbooks into my computer.  I started getting hungry after a few hours so I decided to fix myself something to eat.  What I came up with was delicious so I'm sharing it.  Would also be great with any fresh vegetables you have on hand...bell peppers, green onions, etc.  Can also wrap up in tortilla and eat on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early Morning Scramble&lt;br /&gt;2 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 spears of broccoli florets&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp minced onion&lt;br /&gt;1/2 carrot, diced super fine&lt;br /&gt;1/2 celery rib, diced super fine&lt;br /&gt;3 eggs&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;1/8 to 1/4 tsp salt (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1/8 tsp pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/8 to 1/4 tsp dill weed&lt;br /&gt;Mozzarella cheese (1 1/2 handfuls or as little or much as you want)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 to 1 tbsp butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put skillet on low to heat; add butter.  Break eggs into a bowl and scramble with a fork; add salt, pepper, garlic powder and dill weed.  Pour in hot pan.  Once the eggs have started to set slightly, add chopped vegetables and stir in.  Cook to desired doneness, stirring occasionally (I don't like ooze, so I cook to well done).  When just about done, turn off heat and add a handful of cheese and stir in.  Add about 1/4 of handful to bowl or plate; pour egg mixture onto plate and add remaining cheese to top.  Serve immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prepare the night before, chop up all vegetables and place in fridge overnight.  Set out spices, pan, plate, etc.  In a.m. heat pan and prepare as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6YboqL3uII/AAAAAAAAAFk/kSYhXlqYmQY/s1600-h/Misc+03-21-2010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6YboqL3uII/AAAAAAAAAFk/kSYhXlqYmQY/s320/Misc+03-21-2010+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451074784311359618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8487004722415816595?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8487004722415816595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/early-morning-scramble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8487004722415816595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8487004722415816595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/early-morning-scramble.html' title='Early Morning Scramble'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6YboqL3uII/AAAAAAAAAFk/kSYhXlqYmQY/s72-c/Misc+03-21-2010+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6558043325512491560</id><published>2010-03-17T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:21:38.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC2IsacsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QlHXSo3-BTM/s1600-h/Misc+02+20+10+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC2IsacsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QlHXSo3-BTM/s320/Misc+02+20+10+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449499415676613314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC1sPxDeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pvMaoEDUlMw/s1600-h/Misc+02+20+10+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC1sPxDeI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pvMaoEDUlMw/s320/Misc+02+20+10+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449499408040267234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC06QJ6gI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3b-36UEoTjU/s1600-h/03-16-10+Misc+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC06QJ6gI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3b-36UEoTjU/s320/03-16-10+Misc+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449499394620123650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been having warmer weather and lots of sunshine in my corner of the world the past few days.  It is such a nice change from all the rain.  It was even warm enough to wear shorts today (70's)...white legs and all!!  It's a good thing I didn't leave the house today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some springtime pictures I took recently.  Hope they cheer your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6558043325512491560?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6558043325512491560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6558043325512491560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6558043325512491560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-time.html' title='Spring Time'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6CC2IsacsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QlHXSo3-BTM/s72-c/Misc+02+20+10+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4386794676502186881</id><published>2010-03-16T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T00:02:46.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake in Mug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6B-fPqGs9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bQlnj9wh4Mk/s1600-h/Cake+in+A+Cup+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6B-fPqGs9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bQlnj9wh4Mk/s320/Cake+in+A+Cup+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449494624362476498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a couple new recipes today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was a vegetarian meatloaf...it was quite good.  My dad, who is (personally, himself) is against eating vegetarian food even liked it.  I took a taste and asked him to tell me what he thought of the flavor before I told him what it was.  At dinner, he ate two pieces.  He did state that he wouldn't want it all the time and that he wants his meatloaf with meat in it, but that he thought it was okay.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other recipe is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cake in Mug&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually made three (for two of my brothers and myself).  The first one overflowed and made a mess of the mug and the napkins I had it sitting on.  The second one puffed up without overflowing...like it was supposed to be.  The third was a volcano (pictured below).  Still, they tasted yummy.  Great with a glass of cold milk or hot coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cake in Mug&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 serving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp flour&lt;br /&gt;4 tbsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tbsp baking cocoa&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp milk&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp oil&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp miniature chocolate chips(optional)&lt;br /&gt;a small splash of vanilla essence&lt;br /&gt;1 coffee mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add dry ingredients to mug, and mix well; add the remaining ingredients (except chips) and carefully mix thoroughly.  Add the chocolate chips (if using) to top of cake.  Put your mug in the microwave and cook for 3 minutes at 1000 watts. The cake will rise over the top of the mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4386794676502186881?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4386794676502186881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/cake-in-mug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4386794676502186881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4386794676502186881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/03/cake-in-mug.html' title='Cake in Mug'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S6B-fPqGs9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/bQlnj9wh4Mk/s72-c/Cake+in+A+Cup+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6858500478514934733</id><published>2010-02-26T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T20:13:46.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib2WyZE4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OEINOe2biec/s1600-h/02+26+10+rainbows+029+-+Woodbridge+Road+North+to+Acampo+(palm+trees+in+distance).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib2WyZE4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OEINOe2biec/s320/02+26+10+rainbows+029+-+Woodbridge+Road+North+to+Acampo+(palm+trees+in+distance).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442771507809424258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib16FqdmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w7P_bAgVjJw/s1600-h/02+26+10+rainbows+028+-+Towards+East+Lodi+%26+Lockeford.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib16FqdmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/w7P_bAgVjJw/s320/02+26+10+rainbows+028+-+Towards+East+Lodi+%26+Lockeford.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442771500105627234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib1LIBBkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6relVhO7Vt0/s1600-h/02+26+10+rainbows+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib1LIBBkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/6relVhO7Vt0/s320/02+26+10+rainbows+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442771487499028034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib0fBO49I/AAAAAAAAAEc/iwRxvvGDbUQ/s1600-h/02+26+10+rainbows+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib0fBO49I/AAAAAAAAAEc/iwRxvvGDbUQ/s320/02+26+10+rainbows+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442771475659416530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here in Northern California, we've been having rain again.  Today I captured two rainbows...even was able to take pictures of the one touching the ground.  It was a complete arch, however, I couldn't get enough distance to take the entire arch.  They were so beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6858500478514934733?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6858500478514934733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/todays-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6858500478514934733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6858500478514934733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/todays-weather.html' title='Today&apos;s Weather'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S4ib2WyZE4I/AAAAAAAAAE0/OEINOe2biec/s72-c/02+26+10+rainbows+029+-+Woodbridge+Road+North+to+Acampo+(palm+trees+in+distance).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-5900452455823848857</id><published>2010-02-17T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:46:19.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lilias Trotter Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;From her diary, September 9, 1902&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Trained faith is a triumphant gladness in having nothing but God - no rest, no foothold - nothing but Himself - A triumphant gladness in swinging out into that abyss, rejoicing in a very fresh emergency that is going to prove Him true - The Lord Along - that is trained faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;From the biography:  A Passion for the Impossible by Miriam Huffman Rockness (c)1999, 2003 Discovery House Publishers ISBN 1-57293-108-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-5900452455823848857?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/5900452455823848857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/lilias-trotter-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5900452455823848857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5900452455823848857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/lilias-trotter-quote.html' title='Lilias Trotter Quote'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3026696667898815450</id><published>2010-02-09T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:02:30.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum...Bread Crumb Cookies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3IvnEVx7oI/AAAAAAAAADs/V75omo9fJdM/s1600-h/Bread+Crumb+Cookies+02-09-10+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Today I made a "new to me" recipe.  This recipe was from my maternal great grandmother's recipe collection.  The instructions were to mix all ingredients and bake.  Well, since we are using this recipe for our family reunion (newsletter and website), I needed to make a batch to find out the baking time/temperature.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The house smelled great while they were baking.  They turned out to be crispy and chewy cookies.  The ground cloves were definitely there...left a slight after taste.  Next time I make them...and I will be...I might try cinnamon instead of the cloves or less of the cloves with cinnamon as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;They were yummy otherwise and I am so excited to have recipes from my great grandmother handed down to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bread Crumb Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height: 112%;  font-family:'A.C.M.E. Secret Agent';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;36-48 cookies&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;A\.C\.M\.E\. Secret Agent&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;A\.C\.M\.E\. Secret Agent&amp;quot;; mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;A\.C\.M\.E\. Secret Agent&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;A\.C\.M\.E\. Secret Agent&amp;quot;; mso-greek-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-latinext-A\.C\.M\.E\. Secret Agent&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language: en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 cup bread crumbs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1/2 cup raisins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1/2 teaspoon cloves&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1/2 cup butter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 egg&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2 cups flour&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2 teaspoons baking powder&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3" style="mso-pagination:none;text-align:center;text-align: center"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family: &amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;;language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Mix all ingredients; drop in greased pans with teaspoon and bake.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;; language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;; language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bake at 350 for 10-12 minutes or until golden around edges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;; language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoBodyText3"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-US"  style="line-height:112%;font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-default-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-latin-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-greek-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;; mso-cyrillic-font-family:&amp;quot;Century Gothic&amp;quot;;mso-latinext-Century Gothic&amp;quot;; language:en-US;mso-ansi-language:en-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3IvnEVx7oI/AAAAAAAAADs/V75omo9fJdM/s1600-h/Bread+Crumb+Cookies+02-09-10+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3IvnEVx7oI/AAAAAAAAADs/V75omo9fJdM/s320/Bread+Crumb+Cookies+02-09-10+009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436460048416108162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Bread Crumb Cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3026696667898815450?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3026696667898815450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/yumbread-crumb-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3026696667898815450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3026696667898815450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/yumbread-crumb-cookies.html' title='Yum...Bread Crumb Cookies...'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3IvnEVx7oI/AAAAAAAAADs/V75omo9fJdM/s72-c/Bread+Crumb+Cookies+02-09-10+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3148313330534455187</id><published>2010-02-08T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T15:05:34.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3CYovnvNfI/AAAAAAAAADk/NY-RHHqYwL0/s1600-h/F+01+30+10+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3CYovnvNfI/AAAAAAAAADk/NY-RHHqYwL0/s320/F+01+30+10+003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436012575981516274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I fell for those eyes of blue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;the moment I met you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Your smile so bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;to this weary soul gave light;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;a tickle of the tummy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;a giggle worth more than money;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;For six months you gave so much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;sent from heaven above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now your gone, my heart will have to go on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;but forever...there you'll live on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Note:  Not gone in death; He was adopted by someone other than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3148313330534455187?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3148313330534455187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-blue-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3148313330534455187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3148313330534455187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/02/baby-blue-eyes.html' title='Baby Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/S3CYovnvNfI/AAAAAAAAADk/NY-RHHqYwL0/s72-c/F+01+30+10+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-5912029269588878508</id><published>2010-01-18T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:07:18.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking back in time...to 1991</title><content type='html'>While going through some papers last night, I came across a poem/song I wrote while I was in high school.  It was mid-winter break (Christmas) and I stayed in Michigan instead of coming home.  I was staying at a relative of a cousin of mine.  It was quite late at night, probably around midnight or so.  I was sharing a room with some of the children in the family and couldn't turn a light on, so I wrote in by the moon light that was streaming in the window directly over me.  I thought I'd share it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life was shattered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was down in the dumps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I couldn't hold myself up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I was gonna jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then I saw Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Man with the nail prints in His hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gentle tugging at my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;came only with two words; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;spoke from the heart...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I looked in those sad eyes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw love and compassion as He repeated...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I turned toward Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tears in my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I said, "I'm sick of this life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to go."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then He sat down and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I can give you a new life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just don't go, follow me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life has changed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thankful I didn't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my new life and love I now can say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please don't go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't go, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh, don't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-5912029269588878508?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/5912029269588878508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-in-timeto-1991.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5912029269588878508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5912029269588878508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-back-in-timeto-1991.html' title='Looking back in time...to 1991'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4424968129282041768</id><published>2009-12-22T00:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T01:23:10.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 21, 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SzCKPxPSO7I/AAAAAAAAADU/Dkwes8tIx0A/s1600-h/IM005233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SzCKPxPSO7I/AAAAAAAAADU/Dkwes8tIx0A/s320/IM005233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417982355246824370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December 21, 2009 was a sad day in our little corner of the world.  Spitz, my brother Joe's cat, died at 9:15a.m.  Joe and I spent the last 3 hours of his life with him, Casey joined us for the last hour.  It was such a difficult time, watching him struggle for breath at the end.  We hoped he would have gone quickly, but he didn't; he is now no longer in any pain and he isn't suffering.  He was a loved little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spitz joined our family in 1996.  Mom told Joe that if he got his grades up, he could have a cat.  One day, mom saw some wild kittens sitting on our back fence and told dad to go get one for Joey.  Dad was trying to catch a gray fluffy cat and came up with Spitz when the others scrambled away before dad could get there.  Dad named him...Spitz.  Spitz was chosen because when dad brought him in, he was spitting and trying to claw dad.  He was soooo tiny.  He fit in the palm of our hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We put him in a tall box and would pet him to tame him.  He eventually came around and became a tame kitten.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad tells a story about Spitz, how dad would grab him and flop him over and grab his belly...soon, Spitz would walk up to dad and flop over and try to grab dad in play.  The boys also tried to get him to fight all the time.  I, myself, am allergic to cats and needed him not to scratch every time someone went to pet him.  When dad and Casey drove to Michigan, I tamed him again and he really only fought with Joe after that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, when he was a kitten, dad brought in a fishing pole with a plastic worm on it.  We would cast it down the hall and Spitz would chase it back up, as we reeled it in.  Eventually, if we wanted to play, all we had to do is pull the line out, making a sound as it unwound and he would come running.  Eventually, dad put the pole away; later in life, when dad would get the pole out to set up for fishing, and he pulled the line, Spitz would still come looking to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spitz was a sickly cat most of his life.  He would throw up and throw up and he would loose weight and look terrible and then a few months later, he would be healthy, full of fire and glowing coat.  He loved to sit in the sun.  His fur would gain a red tinge in the sun.  The past few years, Spitz would go roam the neighborhood, disappearing for days on end.  About three weeks ago, he became quite ill again, loosing weight.  He was so thin, loosing weight each day.  He became more lethargic as the days went on.  We brought him in the house and fixed a box for him to sleep in.  At night, we'd put it in the bathroom, so if he messed, it would be easier to clean (and not on the carpet!).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approximately 8:30 p.m. on Sunday, Dec 20, Spitz walked into Joe's room, where his box was and crawled up into it.  When Joe went to bed, he transfered the box to the bathroom again.  At 6a.m., I went to the restroom and noticed that Spitz was struggling to breath slightly.  When I moved his head, it was completely lethargic and he didn't respond.  I went in and woke Joe up and told him he needed to come.  He took the box into the living room and laid down on the floor next to the box, I sat in the recliner.  For some time, Joe held his dying body.  Finally at about 8a.m. he started struggling more.  He would gasp every so often for breath, breathing his last at 9:15 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was Joe's best friend, but we all loved him!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest in Peace dear black baby boy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SzCP1xCutTI/AAAAAAAAADc/oDWmbKkX7Ks/s1600-h/IM004612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SzCP1xCutTI/AAAAAAAAADc/oDWmbKkX7Ks/s320/IM004612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417988505587332402" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4424968129282041768?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4424968129282041768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-21-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4424968129282041768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4424968129282041768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-21-2009.html' title='December 21, 2009'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SzCKPxPSO7I/AAAAAAAAADU/Dkwes8tIx0A/s72-c/IM005233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6816117068958519168</id><published>2009-12-19T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:18:13.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jibberish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;There once was a man from the land of Google, who thought he wanted a poodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;He climbed in his machine and began to glean...using his noodle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;information on getting a poodle...he named it Doodle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is a rhyme without a purpose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;written during a time when I wasn't nervous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;just looking to kill time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;with this silly rhyme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6816117068958519168?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6816117068958519168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/jibberish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6816117068958519168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6816117068958519168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/jibberish.html' title='Jibberish'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4370372986671593396</id><published>2009-12-12T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:34:14.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying new things</title><content type='html'>Today, I became a caterer's assistant for a few hours.  I washed fruit, peeled and sliced more fruit, layered various danishes on a tray and helped load the transport van.  Tomorrow I am staying home to help with two sick or invalid persons.  Shall make for an interesting day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4370372986671593396?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4370372986671593396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-new-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4370372986671593396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4370372986671593396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-new-things.html' title='Trying new things'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-9201194203211374919</id><published>2009-12-04T23:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T23:58:14.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying something new</title><content type='html'>I tried a couple of new recipes today.  One was a Smoked Salmon Pizza.  It sounds strange, but it was actually quite delightful.  The other was a Jalapeno Poppers Dip recipe.  I made both for potluck tomorrow.  The popper dip won't be tasted until tomorrow since it needs to be baked just before serving.  I purchased Triscuits and another cracker to go with it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other thing I did today was go to an adoption agency to get signed up to adopt.  I'm quite excited to get the ball rolling.  I'll update periodically on the progress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-9201194203211374919?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/9201194203211374919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/9201194203211374919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/9201194203211374919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/trying-something-new.html' title='Trying something new'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3381727931936457680</id><published>2009-12-04T01:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:50:13.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Our family had a great Thanksgiving.  It was a small year for us.  We had approximately 45 people.  My mother made 33 pies, we had 3 turkeys (2 roasted in oven, 1 smoked), mashed potatoes, dressing/stuffing, gravy, yams/sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, creamed corn (homemade by my grandmother, not out of a can), rolls and much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My grandmother insists on having a "program" each year.  This year it consisted of my aunt, her grandson and a cousin reading/singing a poem book.  Then my g-ma insisted that I play the piano, so instead of just playing one song, mom and some of the children handed out hymnals and I played while everyone sang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My contribution to the meal was peanut butter chocolate chip cookies and pumpkin dip with apple slices and gingersnaps for the appetizers, rolls (8 dozen) and for the children, suckers made out of melted life savers, loosely in the shapes of apples and pumpkins.  The little ones loved them and ate them before they even had dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The food was great.  I only had one complaint...my stomach wasn't big enough to keep going.  I had a piece of rhubarb-raspberry pie and ended up taking cherry and berry home.  They were delicious as usual.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That night, I took my two young cousins, who are more like a niece and nephew in relationship with me to where I was house sitting.  They stayed Thursday and Friday nights.  I let them stay up late and sleep in on Friday.  When we got up, we went to KFC/A&amp;amp;W to eat (chicken and hamburgers).  Then we went shopping at the Dollar Tree.  I even purchased a few items for their birthdays, and they never saw the items.  Cool!  After stopping at the grocery store for a few items, we went back to the house.  We had pizza and gingerbread cake for dinner; watched a couple of dvd (George Younce [Cathedral Quartet] memorial dvd and Watchmen Quartet [Calif]).  It was neat to see their responses to the dvds.  We went to be early on Friday.  On Saturday, we got up and went to church.  There was potluck after the service.  Both R &amp;amp; O were excited to be able to attend church with me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Thanksgiving, one of my favorite holidays of the year, was a nice celebration extended through the weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Dwell refreshed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3381727931936457680?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3381727931936457680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3381727931936457680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3381727931936457680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving-2009.html' title='Thanksgiving 2009'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8083777514272213345</id><published>2009-11-18T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:50:27.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Housesitting 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;line-height:150%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:20.0pt;line-height:150%"&gt;Housesitting 101&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If the timeframe is more than just a few days, make sure you get all instructions in writing.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Make sure you are comfortable with the people you are housesitting for; you will be comfortable in their house.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If not, there may be a bit of awkwardness while staying there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;Items you’ll need to know about &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(instruction to get in writing)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Emergency Contact Numbers where the home owners will be&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Phone:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Do the home owners want you to answer the phone when there is a call or let it go to voicemail&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gardening/Yard work &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(watering/mowing; planting/harvesting [if vegetables, etc], plant trimming, where the hoses/spigots are; garden tools needed [if any])&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Pets &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(food/water/toys; if pets are allowed indoors; any special instructions; vet clinic and what to do if there is an emergency with a pet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Any special phone calls &lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt"&gt;(doctor’s appointments, other important information such as lawyers/insurance agents/etc)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Garbage service &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(when to put out; where cans are located, etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Washing Machine/Dryer &lt;span style="font-size: 10.0pt"&gt;(if any special instructions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cleaning Supplies locations &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(broom/dustpan/mop/bucket/window cleaner/vacuum/etc)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Food&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt; (any to be used immediately/what is available to you and what is not [if any])&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mail Delivery &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(a place to collect mail, if home owners are having you pick it up) &lt;/span&gt;and Newspapers &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(if home owners are being delivered; do home owners want you to save them or throw out, etc)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Towels/Washcloths/Dishcloths and kitchen towels&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Any rooms/areas that are off limits&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Are guests acceptable&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="margin-left:0in;mso-add-space:auto"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have a notebook and pen &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(if not provided)&lt;/span&gt; to take any phone messages that might come in while you are housesitting &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(if you will be answering the phone)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;These folks are trusting you with their home, respect it and their privacy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you are not from the area pick up a map of city/town, along with a local phone book, if it is not provided.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most phone books have a basic map of the area, but not usually too detailed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, go driving around to become more familiar with the area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It might also be a good idea to find out where the nearest fire department is and where the police station is located.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Another helpful place you might look up is the post office.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If there are pets you’ll be caring for it might be a good idea for you to go a few days ahead, while the homeowners are still in town for the pets to get to know you soon.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ll also want to find out if there are any special instructions for the pets &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(such as:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a dog that doesn’t like to be grabbed by the collar and will bite if such is done; an older pet that might pass away while in your care and what to do in that case; any special dietary needs of pets, etc)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;One of the most challenging aspects of house sitting is the amount of time you will be alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are not used to spending most or all of your time alone, this can prove to be somewhat unsettling.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are house sitting away from your normal activity area (your home and the city/town you live in and around), and you are housesitting for more than a few days, you might consider getting to know some of the neighbors in the area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, check, the local newspaper for any festivals or community activities going on in the area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It also helps to keep in contact with your family and friends.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are working while housesitting, this might not be as difficult since you most likely will be interacting with others during your work hours.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your alone hours will not be as many.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are a person who has a difficult time meeting new people, you will need to plan ahead to have activities to fill the hours you will be alone.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you are allowed to have guests over, plan a weekend activity to connect with your friend/family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;Items to bring with you when housesitting&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(some are needed if you are house sitting for more than a couple of days and especially if you are not working while you are housesitting)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clothes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Shoes&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Personal grooming supplies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Activities to keep busy with &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(if you are working a steady job, you’ll probably not need as many of these since you’ll most likely be gone most of the day during the work week)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:1.0in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level2 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;o&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Books/Magazines&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:1.0in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level2 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;o&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Movies&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:1.0in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level2 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;o&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Computer&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:1.0in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level2 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;o&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Video Games&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:1.0in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level2 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;o&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Other projects you might be working on&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left:1.0in;mso-add-space: auto;text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level2 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;o&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Etc&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Food&lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt; (if there is anything specific you want or for any special dietary needs)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family:Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Medicines &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(if you are taking any)&lt;/span&gt; and any that you might need in case of illness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l1 level1 lfo2"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Symbol;mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol;mso-bidi-font-family:Symbol"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list:Ignore"&gt;·&lt;span style="font:7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Personal bedding &lt;span style="font-size:10.0pt"&gt;(if not supplied or if you are like me and like your own blankets and pillows)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8083777514272213345?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8083777514272213345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/11/housesitting-101.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8083777514272213345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8083777514272213345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/11/housesitting-101.html' title='Housesitting 101'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1495090570912478693</id><published>2009-11-16T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:28:03.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in a Small Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Living in a small town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Born and raised in the Lodi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(CA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; area, I have always heard Lodi described as a “small town” or having a “small town atmosphere”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The past two months I have been living in a town with less than 25,000 inhabitants...truly a small town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In two months I have discovered that living in a small town has many advantages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Along with the advantages also come disadvantages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The neighbors are friendly; even going so far as to put out the garbage cans for their neighbors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For all the friendliness, there was an extremely small down side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The newspaper disappeared for several days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After I realized it was walking away, I started going out to pick it up earlier in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The second day of retrieving it earlier, one of the previous days papers, that had gone missing, was returned, rubber banded together, ads and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The cashiers at the mom &amp;amp; pop grocery store know their customers by name, greeting them when they walk in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They are welcoming to an unknown customer with warmth and delight, as if they have known you for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The politicians are also personable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;During the election time, while I was there, I spoke to a mayoral candidate on the phone, when she phoned the house to stress her platform for running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;During “trick or treating” on Halloween, a flyer from her campaign was left on the doorstep and on Election Day, a reminder call to vote, from one of her volunteers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not a recorded voice, but an actual pleasant person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;She won the election.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don’t know if it was because of her personal approach or not, but I would think it was in her favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Another thing, livestock is not banned from “city limits”, a goat or lamb bleated in the house behind where I was staying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I also hear a rooster several mornings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Delightful sounds to this city turned country girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The air in a small town is fresher not bogged down by smog and other big city stenches; you can step outside at night and see the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Not just the few with the strongest light, but many, many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Businesses close up in the early evening as the owners and employees go home to their families.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I had become used to having 24 hour stores and it was a change for me to be in a place where there were none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Such was a great learning experience on waiting, no “instant gratification” for the things I desired or needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Having had this experience and already having the desire to eventually move to a small town, I learned first hand experience that moving to a small town will be a delight, one I greatly look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1495090570912478693?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1495090570912478693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-in-small-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1495090570912478693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1495090570912478693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-in-small-town.html' title='Life in a Small Town'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6809936589217591590</id><published>2009-09-18T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:18:17.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>House Sitting</title><content type='html'>I am going to be housesitting and dogsitting for 30-60 days.  I am going to be in a little country town called Riverbank.  It will be quiet.  I'm looking forward to the change that it will bring for a few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6809936589217591590?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6809936589217591590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/09/house-sitting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6809936589217591590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6809936589217591590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/09/house-sitting.html' title='House Sitting'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3061823570185604908</id><published>2009-09-13T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:31:42.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Approach II</title><content type='html'>I delivered the resume to the prospective company.  I had an impromptu "interview" with the person responsible for hiring.  She didn't have an application for me to fill out and I said that if she would like, she could send one to me.  This was on September 4.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend was a 3-day weekend because of Labor Day.  I faithfully checked my email each day, just in case she sent it over the weekend.  I also checked in on Tuesday.  When it wasn't emailed, I called and spoke with her again, after I had downloaded a few blank application forms from google.  She stated that they had not received any new applications.  I told her I had some downloaded and would be willing to fill one out and send it in.  She said that would be okay.  So I did.  It has not been a week since I sent it in, but I have not heard anything from her.  Tomorrow (Monday, September 14, 2009) I am going to call her with a follow-up.  I'll keep everyone posted if this works.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3061823570185604908?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3061823570185604908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-approach-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3061823570185604908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3061823570185604908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-approach-ii.html' title='New Approach II'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4720340603906827049</id><published>2009-09-04T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T01:14:34.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Approach</title><content type='html'>I was job searching today and I, unintentionally, am trying a new tactic.  I found a possible position online and while I was gathering information on the company, so I could address my cover letter to the correct person, I ended up requesting that I personally hand deliver my resume to her.  That was a new one for me...at 10a.m. today, I will be delivering...in Modesto (@ 1 hr away).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I will stand out from the rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, I will post what happens with this new tactic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4720340603906827049?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4720340603906827049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-approach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4720340603906827049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4720340603906827049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-approach.html' title='New Approach'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8316165830246459227</id><published>2009-08-27T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:05:52.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Proverbs 16:3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Proverbs 16:3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 19, 32); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Commit thy works unto the LORD, and thy thoughts shall be established.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This verse has been with me for a couple of weeks.  Every time I open my Bible it jumps out at me.  I am committing it to my life and my works to Him and my thoughts have been established...not too worrisome or frantic, just peace that all will work out eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#001320;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 1px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 1px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8316165830246459227?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8316165830246459227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-proverbs-163.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8316165830246459227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8316165830246459227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-proverbs-163.html' title='Daily Verse:  Proverbs 16:3'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-7640214103323225971</id><published>2009-08-27T00:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:06:11.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have you stopped today to partake in life's simple pleasures?  Such as snuggling with a child and spending a few precious moments that will turn into a lifetime memory for that child?  Have you ever pondered the sunset spread across the sky in glorious color?  How about the fresh from the garden produce that you slice and eat...just off the vine.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here is my simple pleasure from today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fresh tomato salad for 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 fresh off the vine tomato, sliced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;1 green onion, chopped (fresh picked if possible)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2-3 pinches garlic powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2-3 pinches ground oregano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;3-4 pinches dill weed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;2-3 tsp vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Spread tomato slices on plate, cover with green onion bits; sprinkle with the pinches of herbs and spices; drizzle with vinegar.  If you desire a quick drizzle of olive oil would be great with this also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-7640214103323225971?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/7640214103323225971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-pleasures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7640214103323225971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7640214103323225971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4546648775651059893</id><published>2009-08-26T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:06:32.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything and Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXO2baW9gI/AAAAAAAAACo/nq_Uuo1AFhA/s1600-h/l_85209000977c431a88b7219006eafed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXNByWdwyI/AAAAAAAAACg/K7hMaU5t2xI/s1600-h/5534_1116762796430_1147796421_30317466_616432_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXM04p9PKI/AAAAAAAAACY/eJC987Lr2w8/s1600-h/5534_1116762836431_1147796421_30317467_3355555_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It has been almost two weeks since I have posted.  First my computer had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Trojan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;...from the same place that took my $$ (which was returned...thanks to my great bank!) most likely, which prevented my accessing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  Since it has been fixed, thanks to my youngest brother, I have been working at getting some things completed.  I never realized how dependant I have become on the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; until it wasn't available. I am so grateful for a brother who knows enough about computer to fix things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am so blessed not to have broken my ankle a couple of weeks ago.  The water main in our yard was the culprit.  The lid wasn't on completely and (at night) when I was walking across the yard, my foot slipped in and scraped up the back.  If I hadn't kept my balance (angels working overtime!!) I would have broke my ankle.  If my foot had been any smaller, it would probably have slipped in further and I would have fallen and broken my ankle or even my leg.  I am so blessed to have just walked, well...limped would be better...away with a scratch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXM04p9PKI/AAAAAAAAACY/eJC987Lr2w8/s320/5534_1116762836431_1147796421_30317467_3355555_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374426939270184098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The hole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXNByWdwyI/AAAAAAAAACg/K7hMaU5t2xI/s320/5534_1116762796430_1147796421_30317466_616432_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374427160916116258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today, I had a job interview...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Interview...that was a laugh. It was a testing session.  What I don't understand is when the Employment agency tests me, why do I need to go "test" at the company...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Oh well, I survived it and hopefully I will get the job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All three of my brothers had birthdays this month (this past week).  Joe on the 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, Casey on the 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and Jim on the 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  Happy Birthday to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On the 23rd, our family grew again when my cousin had her first, a girl.  She is such a beauty!  I can't wait to meet her in person!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXO2baW9gI/AAAAAAAAACo/nq_Uuo1AFhA/s1600-h/l_85209000977c431a88b7219006eafed1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXO2baW9gI/AAAAAAAAACo/nq_Uuo1AFhA/s320/l_85209000977c431a88b7219006eafed1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374429164803126786" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Congratulations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; to the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4546648775651059893?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4546648775651059893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-and-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4546648775651059893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4546648775651059893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/everything-and-nothing.html' title='Everything and Nothing'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SpXM04p9PKI/AAAAAAAAACY/eJC987Lr2w8/s72-c/5534_1116762836431_1147796421_30317467_3355555_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-2345647520698851644</id><published>2009-08-13T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:05:36.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;FRUSTRATED!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;With people I live with. Grrrrrr. It never stops. Do certain persons understand that the constant (and I mean never-ending) negativity is so overwhelming? There is no relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying hard to not let this situation sabotage my control; most days I do okay. Today...it could go either way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just am beyond knowing what to do. Next week, if I don't have a new job I am starting, I may just run away for a day or so. Give myself a break!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-2345647520698851644?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/2345647520698851644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2345647520698851644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2345647520698851644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/frustration.html' title='Frustration....'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3099569389213237545</id><published>2009-08-13T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:33:23.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Isaiah 40:28-31; Psalm 121:3-4; Hebrews 6:(17)-18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Isaiah 40:28-31&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;28 &lt;/span&gt;Hast thou not known? hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary?  there is no searching of his understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;30 &lt;/span&gt;Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fail;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt; But they that wail upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Psalm 121:3-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; He will not suffer thy foot to be moved:  he that keepeth thee will not slumber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hebrews 6:(17)-18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt; Wherein God, willing more abundantly to shew unto the heirs of promise the immutability of his counsel, confirmed it by an oath:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; That by two immutable things, in which it was impossible for God to lie, we might have a strong consolation, who have fled for refuge to lay hold upon the hope set before us:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does not faint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is weary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He does not sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never slumbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He can not lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such promises to remember!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesus, refresh my mind with the promises of you watching out for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3099569389213237545?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3099569389213237545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-isaiah-4028-31-psalm-1213-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3099569389213237545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3099569389213237545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-isaiah-4028-31-psalm-1213-4.html' title='Daily Verse:  Isaiah 40:28-31; Psalm 121:3-4; Hebrews 6:(17)-18'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3022153110154713834</id><published>2009-08-12T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:37:51.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Proverbs 3:5-6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Proverbs 3:5-6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;In all thy ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct thy paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Trust...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;(\) our own understanding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Acknowledge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;ALL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Directed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3022153110154713834?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3022153110154713834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-proverbs-35-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3022153110154713834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3022153110154713834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-proverbs-35-6.html' title='Daily Verse:  Proverbs 3:5-6'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1740830442669625847</id><published>2009-08-11T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:13:52.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Re:  Job Interview</title><content type='html'>I had a message on my phone last night, which I didn't get until this morning.  It was the temporary agency calling to say they have a job interview for me.  I go in on Friday morning.  It is with an insurance agency, but the sell health.  That is okay by me; I wanted to learn it eventually.  I think the best way to learn is hands on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1740830442669625847?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1740830442669625847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/re-job-interview.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1740830442669625847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1740830442669625847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/re-job-interview.html' title='Re:  Job Interview'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-6814472327597497561</id><published>2009-08-11T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T04:57:16.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Proverbs 18:10</title><content type='html'>Proverbs 18:10&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The name of the Lord is a strong tower: the righteous runneth into it, and is safe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At my church, we sing a chorus with these words; every time we sing it, it gets stuck in my head...which isn't a bad thing...it is a favorite chorus of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, while I was reading this verse and meditating on it, the following went through my head and I wanted to share it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wall of protection,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surround me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hear my voice, O Lord&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enemies encamp about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Danger is lurking in the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guide my footsteps as you promise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teach me each and every day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your blessing glorious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;provide for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until the end when you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Come away'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I run to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no problem too big or too small&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in Your infinite wisdom and power&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You answer before I call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-6814472327597497561?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/6814472327597497561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-proverbs-1810.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6814472327597497561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/6814472327597497561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-proverbs-1810.html' title='Daily Verse:  Proverbs 18:10'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1590078427847986685</id><published>2009-08-10T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:06:48.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hacked ATM cards and Interesting phone calls...</title><content type='html'>I received an interesting phone call tonight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The story starts several weeks ago while job hunting online.  I found a work at home program that seemed legit.  I read it several times before I purchsed the $2 information CD.  Well, 3 weeks later I have this $50.00 charge show up on my bank account.  I called the bank, found out it was this place that had hacked my ATM card and was placing bogus amounts on my account.  I immediately closed that ATM card and I have another one on the way.  I had to call back the next day because they couldn't open the claim until the amount actually posted.  Come to find out, this charge came from Great Britian and so I was charged a "foreign transfer fee" in addition to the other amount.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I called back, I opened the claim and my great bank has been so helpful through this.  So tonight, my phone rang (I thought it was Jimmy calling me, so I answered).  The guy started talking and after he said where he was calling from, I didn't say much.  He kept trying to get me to agree to "work" for them.  I told him I was not interested and that I had found something better ("legal" also...) and just wasn't interested.  He was trying to get me to say that I needed help with my "business" that I was starting, but I told him I had all the help I needed within my family.  When he again pursued and pressed why I wasn't interested, I told him that when I looked over the information it was just something I wasn't interested in and that when I had a $50 charge show up on my bank account, that just sealed the deal.  I also told him I had already taken care of it at the bank and that the charges were reversed...it was then that I heard it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Click"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yep...he had hung up on me.  Good ridance.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moral of the story....stick to legit...Ebay, Overstock.com, Target.com, Etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When looking for work...CalJobs (California), OfficeTeam, Monster.com, HotJobs.com, Etc&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've learned my lesson!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1590078427847986685?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1590078427847986685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/hacked-atm-cards-and-interesting-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1590078427847986685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1590078427847986685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/hacked-atm-cards-and-interesting-phone.html' title='Hacked ATM cards and Interesting phone calls...'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1632751307414736140</id><published>2009-08-10T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:45:12.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospital Visits</title><content type='html'>My grandmother is in the hospital.  She went in on Saturday, 8/8 with chest pains.  On Saturday morning, before church, my uncle, the one she lives with, called my mom to say that my grandma had been having chest pains all night.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gave a prayer request note to my pastor when I arrived at church.  At the beginning of the worship service, he announced a couple of urgent prayer requests...my grandmother being one of them.  She had came to church and after he told her it was great to have her at church, she announced to the congretation that she was still having chest pains.  I went out and found a phone; called my mom and uncle.  He drove to the church and picked her up and took her to the hospital.  Now, for those of you who don't know my grandmother, she isn't one to do what others want AND she has an extreamly high pain tolerance.  She accused my uncle of calling my mom and I told her that he did not, that I was the one who called her...and I called him.  I told her, nicely, that she had to go to the hospital.  After one childish gesture, she walked out with no problems.  She was in that much pain.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come to find out she had been having chest pains for several days and was waiting for them to be over before she called the doctor.  She has been in the hospital since Sat.  The doctor's still don't know what is exactly going on with her.  On Saturday, they thought a heart attack, but the test were negative; then she was tested for a blood clot in her lungs (she had heart surgery in May, this being the cause of the clot), but the CAT scan they gave her also came back negative for a blood clot.  The ER Doctor admitted her to the hospital...she was NOT happy about that, but he and the family didn't give her a choice.  He wanted her doctor to look at her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Hoff (primary care dr) and her heart doctor both have seen her today and are putting her through a good deal of tests because they can't find what is causing the chest pains.  After having a difficult night (called the dr at 4am to get medicine for her), she says that she is doing better tonight.  Of course, being in the hospital, she is on pain medicine and oxygen constantly, so that is some of what is helping her pain.  The doctors are saying that everything points to a heart attack, but the tests are showing nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully they will find something quite soon!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1632751307414736140?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1632751307414736140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/hospital-visits.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1632751307414736140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1632751307414736140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/hospital-visits.html' title='Hospital Visits'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3628878099132675301</id><published>2009-08-10T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:35:26.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Colossians 2:10</title><content type='html'>Colossians 2:10&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ye are complete in him, which is the head of all principality and power:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;complete in Him...what more is there to say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3628878099132675301?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/3628878099132675301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-colossians-210.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3628878099132675301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3628878099132675301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-colossians-210.html' title='Daily Verse:  Colossians 2:10'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8408864261515174944</id><published>2009-08-07T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T01:47:35.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  I Peter 1:6-9 (1-9)</title><content type='html'>1 Peter 1:6-9&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Wherein you greatly rejoice, though now for a season, if need be, ye are in heaviness through manifold temptations:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; That the trial of your faith, being much more precious than of gold that perisheth, though it be tried with fire, might be found unto praise and honour and glory at the appearing of Jesus Christ:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt; Whom having not seen, ye love; in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing, ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; Receiving the end of your faith, even the salvation of your souls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I studied this passage a while back, verse 6 was the verse I didn't understand.  I googled it and found a Wesley sermon on "manifold temptations".  I sat down one day with a concordance, dictionary, the sermon and my Bible and this is what I got out of the study:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A)  A few facts (verses 1-9)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1) were believers (verses 5, 7, 9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2) already had peace (verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3) still had hope (verse 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4) had joy unspeakable and full of glory (verse 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B) Vocabulary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1) Heaviness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a) strong sorrow &amp;amp; grief "sunk deep in the soul"; inward affliction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2) Manifold:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a) many in number and many different kinds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C) Possible "manifold temptations"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1) health issues/illnesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2) poverty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3) death of a loved one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4) unsaved family/friends and those who profess a belief but are living in sin/allowing sin in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;their life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;5) Satan/evil/fiery darts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;6) God withdrawing (due to our sin; grieve the Holy Spirit, pride, not doing good, slothfulness, etc)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;7) personal reflection (knowledge of our self) of sin in our lives &amp;amp; where we would be without salvation (including inbred sin and total corruption)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D)  Conviction of sins (#6 &amp;amp; 7 above)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;1) heaviness (in wilderness rejoicing) is different from darkness (total loss of joy, no peace, no love of God, separated from God)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2) is permitted for our own good (verse 7, also 1 Peter 4:12-19)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a) trial of our faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;b) faith is purified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;* strengthened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;* confirmed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;* increased (abundantly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;c) hope is increased (same as faith, above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;d) love is increased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;e) rejoice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;f) holiness (of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;* heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;* conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;g) heart purified (from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&gt; pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&gt; self-will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&gt; passion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&gt; love of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&gt; foolish &amp;amp; hurtful desires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&gt; vile &amp;amp; vain affections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3) Example to others in &amp;amp; through our struggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a) soul calm &amp;amp; serene in midst of storms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;b) sorrowful, yet always rejoicing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;c) meekly accepting the will of God (however &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grievous&lt;/span&gt; it may be to us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;d) in loss or want... the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away;  blessed be the&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;name of the LORD (Job 1:21b)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Heaviness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;in wilderness rejoicing&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;there sometimes is a need&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;for heaviness in our&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;life (not necessarily&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;for all persons; can be for a season)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;vs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;Darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;loss of total joy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;no love of/with God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;no peace&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;never a need for darkness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;can be fallen into, even after forgiveness of sins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As your will permits, heaviness in my life.  Teach me to wait upon you without fainting and with peace, hope &amp;amp; joy unspeakable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Increase my faith through any heaviness I may go through, confirm my hope &amp;amp; perfect me in all holiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Purify me, both flesh and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In your Blessed Name, Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8408864261515174944?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8408864261515174944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-i-peter-16-9-1-9.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8408864261515174944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8408864261515174944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-i-peter-16-9-1-9.html' title='Daily Verse:  I Peter 1:6-9 (1-9)'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-2595834194500618755</id><published>2009-08-05T18:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:20:37.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for work</title><content type='html'>Today I went to an employment agency (temp agency) and filled out all the paperwork, took the tests in hopes that within a few days/weeks I will be working again.  If nothing else I will be doing data entry...the second worst job for me.  The first being reception work.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because you are good at something doesn't mean that you enjoy doing it.  Well, for a paycheck, I'll have to figure something out!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-2595834194500618755?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/2595834194500618755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-for-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2595834194500618755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2595834194500618755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/looking-for-work.html' title='Looking for work'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-14762774119457340</id><published>2009-08-05T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:18:27.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Philippians 4:4</title><content type='html'>Philippians 4:4&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rejoice in the Lord alway: and again I say, Rejoice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joy.  An expression of the heart; something no one can take away.  It is knowing salvation.  It is giving of yourself to those who really need it.  It is savoring each moment in your heart; it is knowing that through tribulations we are being changed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JOY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J  Jesus 1st&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O Others 2nd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y Yourself last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rejoice today and dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-14762774119457340?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/14762774119457340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-philippians-44.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/14762774119457340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/14762774119457340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-philippians-44.html' title='Daily Verse:  Philippians 4:4'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4266018631011780390</id><published>2009-08-03T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:12:18.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Psalm 91:4-6</title><content type='html'>Psalm 91:4-6&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be they shield and buckler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt; Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you are afraid these are the verses to go to.  It is a promise of His being with us no matter what is going on around us.  If you have children, it is a promise that He will care for His own, no matter the time and place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4266018631011780390?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4266018631011780390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-psalm-914-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4266018631011780390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4266018631011780390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-psalm-914-6.html' title='Daily Verse:  Psalm 91:4-6'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-905107022678529803</id><published>2009-08-02T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:47:26.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Psalm 90:12</title><content type='html'>So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is your wisdom today?  Do you apply yourself, knowing that there is limited time on earth?  Take some time today to reprioitize your life, put your most important things first and deal with the rest after.  Tell the people in your life that you care about them and that you appreciate them.  Visit a housebound person, give them a bit of cheer today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-905107022678529803?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/905107022678529803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-psalm-9012.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/905107022678529803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/905107022678529803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/08/daily-verse-psalm-9012.html' title='Daily Verse:  Psalm 90:12'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-1254942213644719775</id><published>2009-07-31T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:56:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Psalm 127:3-5; Mark 9:37a</title><content type='html'>Psalm 127:3-5&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt; Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;4 &lt;/span&gt;As arrows are in the hands of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt; Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them:  they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark 9:37a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whosoever shall receive one of such children in my name, receiveth me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had other verses chosen, however there was an article in the local news that prompted me to choose these two.  There is a father who was convicted this week of torturing his 10 week old daughter.  I'll spare the gruesome details, but just reading it made me SICK.  How can anyone do such a thing to a child, let alone one that tiny.  At first, the doctor's didn't think she would make it, but she is doing fine.  He claims he was so drunk that he doesn't even remember the incident.  It makes me furious.  It is just unbelievable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have children, tell them you love them, today; hug them...if they'll let you.  If you are a child, tell your parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-1254942213644719775?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/1254942213644719775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-verse_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1254942213644719775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/1254942213644719775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-verse_31.html' title='Daily Verse:  Psalm 127:3-5; Mark 9:37a'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-7970846556092097091</id><published>2009-07-31T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:50:20.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quilted Wallets:  Crazy night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent the night working on my quilted wallets that I hope to sell. Out of 4 that I started, I was only able to complete one...the other three, I ran out of thread. Two of the three are complete except for the final binding. The other one is ready to be sewn; all the parts are together and ironed as needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, for 10.5 hours I only have this one done:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmGQEg8I/AAAAAAAAABg/VRzMMdDvEIc/s1600-h/IM005193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmGQEg8I/AAAAAAAAABg/VRzMMdDvEIc/s320/IM005193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364744385827472322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmnBBmgdI/AAAAAAAAABw/4x6A-2jV9g4/s1600-h/IM005195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmnBBmgdI/AAAAAAAAABw/4x6A-2jV9g4/s320/IM005195.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364744401604477394" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmrdKl1I/AAAAAAAAABo/47vIpg8rhj4/s1600-h/IM005194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmrdKl1I/AAAAAAAAABo/47vIpg8rhj4/s320/IM005194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364744395814508370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmGQEg8I/AAAAAAAAABg/VRzMMdDvEIc/s1600-h/IM005193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmGQEg8I/AAAAAAAAABg/VRzMMdDvEIc/s1600-h/IM005193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmGQEg8I/AAAAAAAAABg/VRzMMdDvEIc/s1600-h/IM005193.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-7970846556092097091?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://juelzzjewelzz.webs.com' title='Quilted Wallets:  Crazy night!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/7970846556092097091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/quilted-wallets-crazy-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7970846556092097091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7970846556092097091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/quilted-wallets-crazy-night.html' title='Quilted Wallets:  Crazy night!'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnNmmGQEg8I/AAAAAAAAABg/VRzMMdDvEIc/s72-c/IM005193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-2324713133836044056</id><published>2009-07-30T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:31:47.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening/Dusk/Sundown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite time of the day is at sundown/dusk.  It is a peaceful time for me; I especially enjoy getting outside (spring/summer/autumn) and just walking as the sun is going down and into the dusk there after.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunsets are a blessing each day; each one is different.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, the moon is about half full and shining brightly amid the blues, purples, pinks and oranges of the sundown.  Seeing the palm trees outlined against the dusk sky was another sight I observed tonight (see example picture below).  Last night it was a momma duck with her little chicklets (10 of them), floating along in the irrigation canal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnJzQ-r9pKI/AAAAAAAAABY/iA9CvT5DJPg/s320/70108702HDIYzr_ph.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364476841694176418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a fitting end to each day, my being privileged to walk at dusk each day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-2324713133836044056?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/2324713133836044056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/eveningdusksundown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2324713133836044056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/2324713133836044056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/eveningdusksundown.html' title='Evening/Dusk/Sundown'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/SnJzQ-r9pKI/AAAAAAAAABY/iA9CvT5DJPg/s72-c/70108702HDIYzr_ph.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4691939478718038917</id><published>2009-07-30T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:15:54.319-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Psalm 91:1-2</title><content type='html'>Psalm 91:1-2&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;  He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;  I will say of the L&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;, He is my refuge and my fortress:  my God; in him will I trust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Learning to trust is a difficulty for me.  Learning to trust the Lord is included, but I have found that as I keep my eyes on Him, it is much easier then just attempting to do it on my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is your trust?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where do you go to hide?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell Refreshed today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4691939478718038917?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/4691939478718038917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-verse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4691939478718038917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4691939478718038917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-verse.html' title='Daily Verse:  Psalm 91:1-2'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8328595742028500121</id><published>2009-07-29T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:20:25.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Psalm 90:1-2</title><content type='html'>Psalm 90:1-2&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt; Lord, thou has been our dwelling place in all generations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt; Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear this verse often on the radio station I listen to...it is the intro to their Bible reading fellowship program.  Each time I hear it, my soul just rejoices, so I wanted to share it with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8328595742028500121?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8328595742028500121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/verse-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8328595742028500121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8328595742028500121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/verse-of-day.html' title='Daily Verse:  Psalm 90:1-2'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-408553938888860981</id><published>2009-07-29T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:46:52.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuscan Honey</title><content type='html'>I found this hand cream the other day at the Haggin Musuem in Stockton, CA.  It is delightful!  Just had to pass the link on (click on title above).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-408553938888860981?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.camillebeckmanonline.com/index.asp?PageAction=VIEWCATS&amp;Category=70&amp;SetPageSize=50' title='Tuscan Honey'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/408553938888860981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuscan-honey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/408553938888860981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/408553938888860981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuscan-honey.html' title='Tuscan Honey'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-5955740824040710426</id><published>2009-07-28T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T23:58:30.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life of the Unemployed</title><content type='html'>Today I took my grandmother to the doctor.  Then we went to lunch with my uncle, his office manager and her son, who works there also, and a friend.  We went to China King Buffet, one of my youngest brother's favorite restaurants.  I then dropped off two job applications, Joann's Fabrics and Dress Barn, which is the job I hope I get.  No the waiting begins...will I hear from either place?  Will I get a job?  Will I have to stand on my head and beg?  Well, I guess that is going too far, BUT I really hate the waiting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During this time of unemployment, I promised myself that I would accomplish everything that I couldn't do while working...of course, I didn't.  However, I have been reevaluating my life and how I spend my time and I have been making an effort to do more of the things I want to accomplish.  I started making an effort to be more aware of what I am eating and working at not having as much of the junk as before.  I am also working on my crafts more, as space allows.  Next week I am hoping to start &amp;amp; finish going through some of my things in storage, reorganize and maybe get rid of some things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I accomplished one more goal...start walking/exercising more.  I walked and I did some weight training.  I feel so much better for it, physically.  Tomorrow I will probably hurt more, but am thrilled to be motivated to be moving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-5955740824040710426?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/5955740824040710426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-of-unemployed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5955740824040710426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5955740824040710426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-of-unemployed.html' title='Life of the Unemployed'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-7754570516800020744</id><published>2009-07-27T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:36:57.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spent an afternoon with my mother</title><content type='html'>I spent this afternoon with my mother, shopping.  She was buying me a blouse or dress for my birthday.  It took a month, but we were finally able to go.  We went to several stores and at one we found two shirts.  I'll post pictures later.  At another store, we found more clothing that we both liked.  She purchased a skirt that she will be wearing in a friend's wedding.  I also found someplace that is hiring, picked up an application and tomorrow I am returning it to hopefully have a job!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a lovely afternoon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-7754570516800020744?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/7754570516800020744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/spent-afternoon-with-my-mother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7754570516800020744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7754570516800020744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/spent-afternoon-with-my-mother.html' title='Spent an afternoon with my mother'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-8903616857062279510</id><published>2009-07-27T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T12:51:40.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Whiskers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4Ad6EBnUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o01zdasvYBQ/s1600-h/WhiskersII.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4Ad6EBnUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o01zdasvYBQ/s320/WhiskersII.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363224720047185218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We have two cats at our house. Spitz (Joe's cat) and Whiskers. We have had both cats about 13 years, but Whiskers is about 14 yrs old, Spitz 13.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Whiskers is named because of her white whiskers. When she arrived 13 years ago, she was scared of everyone and everything. When she showed up at the back door, we got a kick out of her reaching her paw up into the cup with food in it and taking some out to eat. She realized that this was a place for food and she stuck around. She used to eat lots of birds and moths, but not so much any more. She has decided she likes to be a house and lap cat and most of the time she can be found indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This morning she climbed up on me to sleep. Since I was cold, I was glad to have the warmth. She likes to be up on our laps when we are sitting in the recliner. She will even meow at my dad, if he doesn't sit down fast enough for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She is still skitterish some, but is doing so much better. She doesn't like to be picked up and held, but I am working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is said that cats will bring their owners presents. Thankfully she hasn't brought a mouse. She has brought a large moth to my mother and myself. She plopped it down on the floor and looked up at us expectantly..."see what I brought you..." We had a time catching the moth to get it back outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Life has been an adventure with Whiskers. I just thought you'd like to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4EbDchQSI/AAAAAAAAABA/BS1HT_YL31k/s1600-h/12-19-05+-+Jim,+m%26d,+Joe+%26+Doubel+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4EbDchQSI/AAAAAAAAABA/BS1HT_YL31k/s200/12-19-05+-+Jim,+m%26d,+Joe+%26+Doubel+006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363229069072744738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4EbDchQSI/AAAAAAAAABA/BS1HT_YL31k/s1600-h/12-19-05+-+Jim,+m%26d,+Joe+%26+Doubel+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She just doesn't like her picture taken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4EaoneAXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/2xi0VGCAArg/s1600-h/IM004799.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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width: 200px; height: 151px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spitz, Joe's cat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4Ad6EBnUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o01zdasvYBQ/s1600-h/WhiskersII.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-8903616857062279510?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/8903616857062279510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/meet-whiskers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8903616857062279510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/8903616857062279510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/meet-whiskers.html' title='Meet Whiskers'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sm4Ad6EBnUI/AAAAAAAAAAw/o01zdasvYBQ/s72-c/WhiskersII.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-9181809945806176275</id><published>2009-07-27T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:37:16.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Verse:  Isaiah 43:24</title><content type='html'>Thou hast bought me no sweet cane with money, neither hast thou filled me with  the fat of thy sacrifices: but thou hast made me to serve with thy sins, thou  hast wearied me with thine iniquities.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are the "fat of thy sacrifices" that you have not given over to the Lord?  What dreams and desires has he requested of you to give back to Him.  Do you continually take them back?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What are the sins/iniquities that you have made Him to "be satisfied/wearied" with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take some time to reflect today, give your desires/dreams to Him, plead for forgiveness from Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dwell refreshed today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-9181809945806176275?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/9181809945806176275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-verse-isaiah-4324.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/9181809945806176275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/9181809945806176275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/daily-verse-isaiah-4324.html' title='Daily Verse:  Isaiah 43:24'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-3774287748819310223</id><published>2009-07-27T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:09:05.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attributes:  Presence</title><content type='html'>Presence&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He is near; He is touchable.  No matter what our struggles and joys are, He is there.  He is able to keep us from falling; He will present us faultless (Jude 24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We are refreshed at/in His presence (Acts 13:19b).  He created nature &amp;amp; fellowship with others as times of refreshing.  When did you last spend time in His presence?  His presence is everywhere (Psa. 139:7).  Every moment in our lives is in His presence.  Are we spending our times in His presence failing or growing?  We are to dwell in His presence with praise &amp;amp; trembling (Psalm 140:13; 95:1-3: 100:1-2; 114:7-8; Ezekel 38:20).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Rejoice for He is in the presence of God,&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; for us&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!  When He comes, our presence with Him will be cause for celebration.  If we do not know Him or if we refuse Him, His presence will bring punishment...everlasting destruction from His presence &amp;amp; glory (Hebrews 9:24; 1 Thessalonians 2:19; 2 Thessalonians 1:3-9). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Acknowledge His presence &amp;amp; dwell refreshed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-3774287748819310223?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3774287748819310223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/3774287748819310223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/attributes-presence.html' title='Attributes:  Presence'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-7245035544595435709</id><published>2009-07-26T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:33:29.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50lbs in 90 days (start July 27)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;Pre-Challenge:   I really need to do this, to get my eating habits and weight under control.  I have requested Joe, Bryan and Tammy join me in the, for moral support since all three are also wanting to do this.  Whether they join or not, it is up to me to take on the challenge for myself.  Go me!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-7245035544595435709?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/feeds/7245035544595435709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/50lbs-in-90-days-start-july-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7245035544595435709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/7245035544595435709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/50lbs-in-90-days-start-july-27.html' title='50lbs in 90 days (start July 27)'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-4522655240369610194</id><published>2009-07-26T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:59:04.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just took a little trip to the local convenience store.  While sitting in the car, a young male (late teens, early 20's) stepped out of the car next to me.  He proceeded to pull up his pants, then he pulled his shirt down and then he tugged his pants down a little.  WHY?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just can't imagine why people walk around with their clothing around their necks and ankles.  Do they think it looks good.  Well, it doesn't.  It just looks horrid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-4522655240369610194?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4522655240369610194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/4522655240369610194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/why.html' title='Why'/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3585868763984010042.post-5345843412035251388</id><published>2009-07-26T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:05:09.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In the past 365 days, I have been unemployed for over half.  It is no piece of cake...it gets OLD...FAST!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided to blog my catch 22 boring life.  For no other reason that I have nothing else to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3585868763984010042-5345843412035251388?l=life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5345843412035251388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3585868763984010042/posts/default/5345843412035251388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-of-the-unemployed.blogspot.com/2009/07/in-past-365-days-i-have-been-unemployed.html' title=''/><author><name>Julie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lG6ualYYn1I/Sq2LIP3JD7I/AAAAAAAAACw/LyIVzPHGW-A/S220/5534_1112311125141_1147796421_30305557_791256_n.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
