<?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-12673169</id><updated>2012-01-23T17:56:37.610Z</updated><category term='Dawn Reynolds bust a move'/><category term='mercury bullet'/><category term='Dawn Reynolds'/><category term='Breaking Dawn'/><category term='stay sexy thursday'/><category term='dislodic'/><category term='Dream On'/><title type='text'>Down Home</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4959895736507350719</id><published>2012-01-18T20:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-23T17:56:37.623Z</updated><title type='text'>Odd ways to hurt yourself...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;When I was in high school, an iron fell on my head.&amp;nbsp; Yup, an iron.&amp;nbsp; You know, the kind of iron you use to press your clothing when it's wrinkled?&amp;nbsp; Who knew right?&amp;nbsp; Bled for days, but was really just a little mark of a triangle from when the tip of the iron struck my forehead at the hairline.&amp;nbsp; Don't worry, even though I dropped it on my head, it did no permanent damage.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that can be disputed, but for the sake of this post we will go with my view of what I believe my mental capacity to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="color: #666666;"&gt;Post-Post Insertion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine happily reminded me about the time a picture frame fell on my head.&amp;nbsp; That's another story, but yes, I picture frame fell on my head, nearly in the same spot as the iron.&amp;nbsp; Falling objects will be the death of me!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, last week in my first game of the year, and still recovering from my injury I ignored since mid December, I struggled miserably&amp;nbsp; to stay on my feet the entire game (only to learn later my skates were in desperate need of sharpening).&amp;nbsp; At any rate, I went down to recover a puck amidst flying stick blades and skates.&amp;nbsp; After eventually having to lay down on my back to cover the puck that I couldn't see just to get a whistle to stop the action.&amp;nbsp; When I finally got to my feet I felt a sharp pain on my left butt cheek.&amp;nbsp; I thought "dang, maybe I sat on my own skate or something.&amp;nbsp; Fast forward to the next day at the chiropractor's office and laying on the table with the massage therapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"You have a swollen area on your left 'cheek.&amp;nbsp; You might want to ice it.&amp;nbsp; How'd it happen?"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"Oh, I am a goalie and play hockey.&amp;nbsp; I think I came down on my own skate last night."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"Well, it looks like the size of a curved finger.&amp;nbsp; Looks more like the tip of someone's blade." &lt;/blockquote&gt;Yeah, that explains a lot.&amp;nbsp; Not even a cool story of how I made an amazing save.&amp;nbsp; No.&amp;nbsp; I plopped my bum right no top of someone's stick as they were trying to swipe the puck.&amp;nbsp; Geez, no glory in that story!&amp;nbsp; Now, for how I hurt my head last night.&amp;nbsp; You know the crossing lights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Z4GBvcZeAE/TxcjEDUn-rI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Q51K72AilDY/s1600/crosswalk+snow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Z4GBvcZeAE/TxcjEDUn-rI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Q51K72AilDY/s320/crosswalk+snow.jpg" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;not actual crossing light from altercation&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once upon a time, I was crawling between a tree and a snowbank...wait...let me set the scene a little.&amp;nbsp; It will make so much more sense.&amp;nbsp; I live in Alaska.&amp;nbsp; We get a lot of snow.&amp;nbsp; It's wicked awesome and we get a lot of it.&amp;nbsp; So much, that when the snow plowers come, or it completely dumps, the sidewalks disappear.&amp;nbsp; So, you either walk on the road's edge to get to where you are going, or find another way around or through it.&amp;nbsp; So, heading to catch my bus last night to meet up with some friends downtown, I take the back side of a snowbank to get to the intersection.&amp;nbsp; Back to where the story started...I pull my backpack off to carry it in front of me for balance, and so I can clear the branches of the tree.&amp;nbsp; As I am doing my usual trek to reach the corner, I clear the tree and start to stand up...only to clock myself in the head by hitting the crossing light box.&amp;nbsp; I hit it so hard that snow that was accumulating on top of it came showering over me, my backpack and all around me.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, I forgot that I was gonna come out of the "tunnel of trek to the corner" a little bit "taller" because of the snow accumulation from actual snowfall and plowed snow.&amp;nbsp; I have a nice knot on my forehead on the left side.&amp;nbsp; How many people do you know hit their head on the crossing lights?&amp;nbsp; It made me laugh once I stopped seeing stars, crossed the street without falling over, and was able to assess the damage at my stop.&amp;nbsp; Go me!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Never a dull moment in the life that is mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I got downtown, I finally was able to walk around Town Square and see all the ice sculptures.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of the pics!&amp;nbsp; I love winter!&amp;nbsp; Next time, I will skate around the square.&amp;nbsp; They hot mop that area, but I had to meet some people for dinner.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait until I go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwiZJW65fks/TxcotCopDAI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Kvu8AibupsE/s1600/IMG_1201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bwiZJW65fks/TxcotCopDAI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Kvu8AibupsE/s320/IMG_1201.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;we'll find out what she said...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MR6zqxLOf38/Txco0Mx6h4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/vwotDVm53w8/s1600/IMG_1181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MR6zqxLOf38/Txco0Mx6h4I/AAAAAAAAAhc/vwotDVm53w8/s320/IMG_1181.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;seal party!&amp;nbsp; makes me hungry!&amp;nbsp; haha!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jx5Wn5Ars_k/TxcowXAGrBI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q9yEdxQ8wto/s1600/IMG_1179.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jx5Wn5Ars_k/TxcowXAGrBI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q9yEdxQ8wto/s320/IMG_1179.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's a jungle out there!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKBnTzMTk6g/Txco5DOt9kI/AAAAAAAAAhs/C8CzvAuOnkc/s1600/IMG_1185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BKBnTzMTk6g/Txco5DOt9kI/AAAAAAAAAhs/C8CzvAuOnkc/s320/IMG_1185.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my face is gonna be in one of those soon!&amp;nbsp; haha&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zhvpp-2UkoE/Txco2Ed6IFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/AK5mUAn0KTY/s1600/IMG_1182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zhvpp-2UkoE/Txco2Ed6IFI/AAAAAAAAAhk/AK5mUAn0KTY/s320/IMG_1182.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was titled "splash" i'm still confused&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQdtQh8_uj8/Txco7z5TMfI/AAAAAAAAAh0/UyZp32Ftrf4/s1600/IMG_1187.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IQdtQh8_uj8/Txco7z5TMfI/AAAAAAAAAh0/UyZp32Ftrf4/s320/IMG_1187.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;some native art&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3D5AaC7yDQ/Txco_Gg49WI/AAAAAAAAAh8/q7b2hSNKG60/s1600/IMG_1188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b3D5AaC7yDQ/Txco_Gg49WI/AAAAAAAAAh8/q7b2hSNKG60/s320/IMG_1188.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the town square is next to the performing arts center&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mE2Tx0Mkjeg/TxcpBW_a-ZI/AAAAAAAAAiE/zgs8dhqiLlY/s1600/IMG_1191.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mE2Tx0Mkjeg/TxcpBW_a-ZI/AAAAAAAAAiE/zgs8dhqiLlY/s320/IMG_1191.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba9RmxxCmRQ/TxcpEnKv14I/AAAAAAAAAiM/NDFGeMBHHds/s1600/IMG_1194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ba9RmxxCmRQ/TxcpEnKv14I/AAAAAAAAAiM/NDFGeMBHHds/s320/IMG_1194.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this train must makes me smile.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18OsAppG2tQ/TxcpISBUZ4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/XpHTbkYXedU/s1600/IMG_1195.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-18OsAppG2tQ/TxcpISBUZ4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/XpHTbkYXedU/s320/IMG_1195.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;choo choo!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EieGhBg73w/TxcpL3IOz-I/AAAAAAAAAic/mrQZ03w_nFA/s1600/IMG_1197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7EieGhBg73w/TxcpL3IOz-I/AAAAAAAAAic/mrQZ03w_nFA/s320/IMG_1197.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to get a pic on that train!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i was by myself this night though&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aRU_Z7bKDno/TxcpPJiFY0I/AAAAAAAAAik/i1ALICaXAi0/s1600/IMG_1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aRU_Z7bKDno/TxcpPJiFY0I/AAAAAAAAAik/i1ALICaXAi0/s320/IMG_1200.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's like disneyland, but different&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/12673169-4959895736507350719?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4959895736507350719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4959895736507350719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4959895736507350719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4959895736507350719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2012/01/odd-ways-to-hurt-yourself.html' title='Odd ways to hurt yourself...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--Z4GBvcZeAE/TxcjEDUn-rI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Q51K72AilDY/s72-c/crosswalk+snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4595583100860945347</id><published>2011-12-30T02:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T02:20:14.364Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;For most of us, we are making plans to go out on Saturday night and ring in the New Year.  Whether we are having people over, or going to the game, or the pub, even those few that decide to just stay home and get to bed early; we are all making plans on how to close out the year.  No matter what it may be, we all have similar thoughts running through our little minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the introverted, over analytical being that I am (INTJ according to Meyer Briggs), I sit and “Consider the lilies…” (Luke 12:27).  Am I where I had hoped to be?  Did I accomplish all that I set out to do after making my goals for last year?  Did I lose the number of inches off my waistline I thought I would?  Did I make the choices that not only made me happy, but choices that those who love and care for me can have peace in their hearts that I have done well not only in their eyes, but in the eyes of my Heavenly Father?  Did I choose well when presented with opportunities to serve my fellow man despite challenges?  Am I living a balanced life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The questions I ask myself seem to be endless and ever increasing.  I even find myself veering away from focusing on the things that are the most important.  I have decided that on this, the last Stay Sexy Thursday of the year 2011, I will list my goal/resolutions/affirmations, whatever you choose to refer to them, right here on this post.  I believe, a firm conviction that is so fierce that it’s nearly tangible in the world around me, that by keeping these few basic things at the center and forefront of my mind, heart, and daily life, that we will see “sexy” in ourselves every time we look into a mirror, when we walk with our heads held high into a room of strangers we don’t know, when we are in our frumpiest clothes and sweating at the gym, or when we wake up in the morning with our hair in disarray.  I’ve listed below the affirmations words associated with the word “sexy” in hopes of helping all of us to better understand where real and true beauty lies and can be found if we know what we’re looking for.  Happy End of the Year to all, and may the start of the New Year be pleasant and fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put my Heavenly Father first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;“Consider the lilies, how they grow:  they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.  If then God so clothe the grass, which is to day in the field, and to morrow is cast into the oven; how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith?  And seek not ye  what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink, neither be ye of doubtful mind.  For all these things do the nations of the world seek after:  and your Father knoweth that ye have need of these things.  But rather seek ye the kingdom of God; and all these things shall be added unto you.”  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Luke 12:27-32&lt;/blockquote&gt;2. Making “Me” number 1 in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I need space, then I need to take it.  Taking care of my own spiritual, physical, and emotional health is priority.  If I can’t take care of myself first, then I can’t properly care for those around me if they are in need.  Only do what I am able without sacrificing Self, but be mindful to serve Freely and without Guile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Be accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take responsibility for all aspects of my life and the choices I make.  I can only be in control of my own actions and not the actions of others, but I choose how to respond to those who come into my life for both the good and the challenging.  The asking and giving of Forgiveness also means choosing to be appropriate in how it is carried out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Choose to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often, being happy seems to come down to choice.  No matter how challenging a day is, we can still make choices on the things we can control, rather than dwell on the things we can’t.  Not to say that human nature won’t get the better of us, but we can choose the “super” human within ourselves and choose to take happiness and keep it close always.  Smiling (not the crazy smile) to strangers as we pass them in the mall, or on the street, or looking the kid working the drive thru in the eye and saying “thank you” with a smile never hurt anyone.  Believe me, they won’t expect it, but even at Mickey D’s, they work hard and have bills to pay too!  Share the love and choose to appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy – generally attractive and interesting:  appealing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Synonyms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charismatic, charming, enchanting, attractive, magnetic, captivating, fascinating, bewitching, and my personal addition, simply, AWESOME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4595583100860945347?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4595583100860945347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4595583100860945347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4595583100860945347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4595583100860945347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/12/for-most-of-us-we-are-making-plans-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6572740404328278388</id><published>2011-12-14T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:50:47.478Z</updated><title type='text'>Are you Hurt or Injured?</title><content type='html'>If you're hurt you can play, if you're injured you can't.  I live by that rule in most of what I do in life.  It has served me well and keeps me moving forward always.  I recently thought about this concept as I was "talking" to my friend who is serving in Afghanistan.  He was recovering from an altercation with an IED that went off right behind his seat while on a mission.  Even after being knocked around by the blast, when he came around still engaged in the firefight and "handled" his business as he put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spent about two weeks recuperating (if you can call it that, he was still doing two a days in the "gym", silly man) and then was sent back out to run missions.  As his friend, my initial response was "Don't go!  You're not ready." and I posed the question "How can you be 'okay' with going?"  His response was simple, "it's my job.  It's what we do."  I started to recall all the many conversations I have had over the years of competitive and even non competitive play in my various sports and activities.  People asking me "why" or "how" I continue to do what I do despite an impairment.  In his case, shaking hands, ringing ears and pounding head due to exploding devices racking his brain, and in mine, usually a sprained finger or ankle, or perhaps a debilitating migraine.  However, I always played.  Even if I had to puke during a timeout, I did what I had to do to play.  It's just what I did, and what I continue to do.  It's really not that different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad props to him and his other two mates that were affected by that IED and the Purple Hearts they earned for that encounter.  I know this may seem silly, but as our friendship has developed, I feel like every time he comes onto Facebook (silly, I know)it's a blessing.  It's one day closer he is to returning home...and one more day that he is alive to tell me all his stories.  Some people I can't relate the stories to that he shares with me, because they are sensitive to the details, but for me, I'd rather him tell me about those things.  I don't want to read about them from someone else and see his name in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more months, mate!  We'll be here with pints of Strawberry ice cream, a case of yogurt, a few good books, a copy of "Marley and Me" in hand and ready to chill.  We have plans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-6572740404328278388?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6572740404328278388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6572740404328278388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6572740404328278388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6572740404328278388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/12/are-you-hurt-or-injured.html' title='Are you Hurt or Injured?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-753505758042183704</id><published>2011-12-05T16:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:52:13.944Z</updated><title type='text'>Too much sleep...</title><content type='html'>It's time to focus on getting more efficient sleep again.  I slept a full eight hours on Friday night and on Saturday night and I had no energy or motivation for anything.  Last night I went to sleep with plenty of time for a full 8 hours rest and my 6 hour body clock wake me up and I was ready to roll.  Since it was a work day, I decided not to force myself back to sleep and you know what?  I have so much more energy and motivation to get things done!  Whoever says that everyone needs 8 hours sleep a night hasn't met me!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;So many things to try and get done this week.  Today, I am going to try and purchase a flight to Cali to get in on the big sale they are having which ends today.  One way ticket to San Jose right now is $230 so I need to take advantage of that...ugh...I mostly would like to implant peeps into my Alaskan life rather than fly down to Cali.  It's weird, I thought by now I might miss it a little, but I really don't.  In fact, I really, really, really dread the flight down to Cali.  I don't miss the "California feel," in fact, if I ever move back to Cali it would only be because whoever I marry had to make us move there for work.  But don't think I won't have some words to say about it before that decision is ever made!&lt;br /&gt;I had a busy weekend, but was able to enjoy a substantial amount of time alone.  I've really been in need of it.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I want to "First Friday" in downtown Anchorage.  It is something where the different art galleries and specialty shops stay open a few hours longer so and people go downtown and get a chance to see different art work and go to the different shops.  Some of the stores have live music, hors d'oeuvres, or the artists will present to discuss their artwork.  Some restaurants that generally close early will also keep their doors open later on that night as well.  I went with one of my teammates and her friend.  It was a pretty nice time.  I will probably do it again sometimes, perhaps when it gets colder.  Because it's been so warm out, it was really slushy out and I think it would be good fun to go out on a date or with a group of people there and bring along ice skates and skate downtown near all the ice sculptures.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was nice as well.  Slept in, had some hot chocolate, went to my friend's son's guitar recital, then volunteered at the Roller Derby bout.  The highlight though, had to be Twilight.  :)  Following the Derby bout, my friend and I decided to go watch Twilight and it was wicked good.  Probably my favorite one so far and not just because Breaking Dawn is my favorite book of the series, but because they seemed to have captured the essence of the book a little better and are getting the Vampire thing down, effects wise.&lt;br /&gt;Spent most of Sunday chillin' out solo.  It was a much needed break from the world.  It was crazy windy that day, but the good ol' Chinook winds were in effect because it was super warm.  I pretty much sailed across the ice as I crossed the street and had to be a lot more alert as I did so, because the road conditions were so precarious.  Good times, good times.&lt;br /&gt;There were pros and cons to the heat wave we just experienced.  Besides the fact that I don't like summer weather in the winter time, the warm weather made for some pretty dangerous driving/walking conditions.  The bus system was shut down in the morning due to those poor conditions, and school activities were cancelled on Friday as well.  Oh, and I don't exactly fancy getting sprayed with water from passing vehicles as I walk down the sidewalk.  The pros:  all the snow I would have had to shovel out of the back of the truck melted over the last four days!  LOL!  On Thursday I thought "I'm gonna have to shovel that snow soon, because it is almost blocking my view of the rear view mirror."  Well, that's all been sorted, oh, and I can open my windows to my apartment for some fresh air now!  The windows were blocked by the snow, so now I can open those too!  Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;Well, back to the grind!  It's a happy, happy Monday!  Roads were clear driving to work this morning, even though the parking lots are all like mini ice rinks!  It's gonna be a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-753505758042183704?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/753505758042183704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=753505758042183704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/753505758042183704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/753505758042183704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/12/too-much-sleep.html' title='Too much sleep...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3776017289996794079</id><published>2011-11-17T00:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:37:34.441Z</updated><title type='text'>You're not in the lower 48 anymore!</title><content type='html'>So, been house sitting for a week and a half.  The week before I started, they homeowners encountered a bear a few times.  However, weather was turning even colder and more snow was on its way, so, no access to the gun safe seemed necessary and I didn't take a second thought on getting a can of bear spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the last few days, "Yogi" has made his presence known by knocking over and opening the big container of chicken feed and had his way with two 50 lbs. bags, and the latest casualties of 4 innocent chickens.  Tragic, as my days of being a stand in chicken egg farmer were already numbered, and my short career is ending in a tragic way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I prepare for my last night as a chicken egg farmer and reptile and fish watcher, I hope that the bear has had his fill and is heading off to hibernation.  With winds expected to blow at up to 100 mph here (more than likely they will stay well below that, as they have been within the 20-38 mph range all day so far), and wind chill of -25 (again, it's not as cold as it sounds, trust me), if he doesn't sleep soon, ADFG will have their way with him, or local home owners will deal with him as they protect their homes.  Such is the way of life here in Alaska, even in the "city."  The pic below is a pic of the busted door to the chicken house.  The chickens live in a one room house, complete with electricity and insulation and a "doggy" door for days they choose to roam around outside, even in the snow when the weather is appropriate for it.  This Yogi, just doesn't know how to just go down for the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, a can of bear spray will be with me as I go in and out of the house and possibly a rifle.  Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBZQVjf1UUY/TsRWxCULSeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tnTt_BbfWN4/s1600/chicken%2Bdoor%2Bbroken.JPG" imageanchor="1" style=""&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" width="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBZQVjf1UUY/TsRWxCULSeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tnTt_BbfWN4/s200/chicken%2Bdoor%2Bbroken.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-3776017289996794079?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3776017289996794079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3776017289996794079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3776017289996794079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3776017289996794079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/11/youre-not-in-lower-48-anymore.html' title='You&apos;re not in the lower 48 anymore!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EBZQVjf1UUY/TsRWxCULSeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/tnTt_BbfWN4/s72-c/chicken%2Bdoor%2Bbroken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7549601941723029983</id><published>2011-11-10T22:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:19:11.787Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stay sexy thursday'/><title type='text'>Stay Sexy Thursday (Facebook Status)</title><content type='html'>Today's "Stay Sexy" moment was challenging, because my own personal day was filled with a wonderful bouquet of emotions; deep soul penetrating thoughts, challenges, and triumphs that altered and enhanced my perspective on life in general. As I look to the past to gain knowledge, appreciate and assess the moments of today, I look towards tomorrow with all that gives me wisdom. To restate what I posted on her page: "So many things to say, so little time to say them...really, I think it's about having the courage to mean them when spoken." When speaking to those around us in the world and to ourselves, it's all fine to do what we say, but mean what we say when we do. :) Stay Sexy. See it. Be it. Believe it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7549601941723029983?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7549601941723029983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7549601941723029983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7549601941723029983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7549601941723029983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/11/stay-sexy-thursday-facebook-status.html' title='Stay Sexy Thursday (Facebook Status)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Anchorage, AK, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>61.2180556 -149.90027780000003</georss:point><georss:box>60.8429821 -150.88058180000002 61.5931291 -148.91997380000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6032478216242289189</id><published>2011-10-20T18:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:11:29.830Z</updated><title type='text'>First Mid Term of the new School Term</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;First Mid Term coming up this weekend!&amp;nbsp; It's crazy how much reading this class has and it is a one (1) unit only!&amp;nbsp; My counselor has mentioned they are trying to change it to a 3 unit course because there is so much material that has to be covered.&amp;nbsp; Good thing I know a thing or two about our Constitution already, but holy smokes, there's a lot of reading involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are nearing our first real snow here in Anchorage.&amp;nbsp; Other parts of the state and even the country are enjoying winter snows and here we are, still seeing lakes with water and puddles on the sides of the road.&amp;nbsp; What's up with that???&amp;nbsp; It's time for it to get cold and freeze the lakes over, there's outdoor fun to be had and I am ready for it.&amp;nbsp; My team is looking forward to the icing over of the lakes as well.&amp;nbsp; Since we're a recreational league, there are no formal practices, but, we could sure benefit from one!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; We sure work hard though when we show up for games, but most of my teammates don't even understand the "off-sides" rule yet, and I just barely fully understood it recently (helpful when you're the goalie).&amp;nbsp; I knew the puck had to cross the blue line, but the other part of the rule I didn't fully understand until recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, snow it on its way and I caught a few snowflakes on my hoodie this morning walking to work, but nothing substantial.&amp;nbsp; I am also getting settled in nicely at my job.&amp;nbsp; I've been here for about five months now and still enjoying it.&amp;nbsp; Learning more each day and will be adding quickbooks to my list of programs I can maneuver through.&amp;nbsp; I've never used the program, but I am confident I won't have any big issues sorting it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, between work, school, church, hockey, and the occasional social event, I keep a pretty chill schedule.&amp;nbsp; Plenty of down time at home to enjoy Pandora's company as I do my weekly chores, and soon, I will have a pair of headphones again (that I don't plan to put through the wash cycle) and will have the company of my tune-age again on the bus as I make my Saturday morning run to the grocery store.&amp;nbsp; Oh, note to self, pull out the waterproof gloves for when it actually starts getting colder!&amp;nbsp; Okay, that's it.&amp;nbsp; Happy Stay Sexy Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-6032478216242289189?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6032478216242289189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6032478216242289189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6032478216242289189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6032478216242289189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/10/first-mid-term-of-new-school-term.html' title='First Mid Term of the new School Term'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7888619394940356820</id><published>2011-10-14T17:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-14T17:49:38.631Z</updated><title type='text'>Was thinking about Isaiah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This morning on the bus, I was thinking of my friend Isaiah and it made me smile.&amp;nbsp; I was thinking of how happy he always was and carefree.&amp;nbsp; Captain Happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a good guy and I was remembering how we tried to teach him how to ballroom dance.&amp;nbsp; Between my friend Heather and myself, we got awfully close to teaching him how to East Coast Swing.&amp;nbsp; I loved that he didn't care what people thought of him and moved forward in his objective - make people smile.&amp;nbsp; At his funeral, the person conducting the meeting was talking about how there was going to be some sort of memorial made for him at the place where he had done his Eagle Project for Scouts.&amp;nbsp; He said, "Some people were meant to be remembered."&amp;nbsp; Isaiah was that kind of person.&amp;nbsp; Heavenly Father took him from this life early for a greater purpose and though I am sometimes sad when I think about his wife and baby he left behind, and how we will not see him again in this life, I am comforted by the greater purpose God has for him.&amp;nbsp; Miss ya, Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7888619394940356820?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7888619394940356820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7888619394940356820&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7888619394940356820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7888619394940356820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/10/was-thinking-about-isaiah.html' title='Was thinking about Isaiah'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-407243853252664541</id><published>2011-10-10T23:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-10-10T23:36:51.979Z</updated><title type='text'>Hunger Games Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;object height="500" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="XMLloc=http://www.thehungergamesmovie.com/countdownWidget/xml/teaser.xml"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.thehungergamesmovie.com/countdownWidget/widget.swf"&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.thehungergamesmovie.com/countdownWidget/widget.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="XMLloc=http://www.thehungergamesmovie.com/countdownWidget/xml/teaser.xml" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-407243853252664541?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/407243853252664541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=407243853252664541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/407243853252664541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/407243853252664541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='Hunger Games Countdown'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total><georss:featurename>Anchorage, AK, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>61.2180556 -149.90027780000003</georss:point><georss:box>60.8429821 -150.88058180000002 61.5931291 -148.91997380000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8745127659994359018</id><published>2011-10-05T17:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-05T17:18:31.685Z</updated><title type='text'>Whiplash!!! ...  Again ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, the first time I skated out and attempted my first shot on goal I fell flat on my back and got a little whiplash.&amp;nbsp; That was about a month ago.&amp;nbsp; Good times right?&amp;nbsp; Of course right!&amp;nbsp; Well, last night in class I was hustling over to the net on the opposite end of the rink and was skating hard to get there and totally lost my feet from under just before the first blue line and laid myself out on my back.&amp;nbsp; Helmet went flying off and the coach came over to make sure I was okay.&amp;nbsp; Of course I was, it happens right?&amp;nbsp; He was great though!&amp;nbsp; I hate when people get all mushy and too concerned for something so small.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I fell hard, but I wasn't injured, not even my pride or ego.&amp;nbsp; I have been skating two and a half months, so I feel like my skating is where it should be.&amp;nbsp; He quickly asked if I was okay and I replied "It happens."&amp;nbsp; He handed me my helmet and said, "Put this on and remember to bend your knees."&amp;nbsp; On that I was back up and skating.&amp;nbsp; I really like his style.&amp;nbsp; Didn't waste time coddling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned from class -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid to do what comes to you instinctively.&amp;nbsp; When goal tending, as in lots of things I do in life, I start to analyze and then over analyze.&amp;nbsp; My best goal tending has been when I played against the men and I just reacted instead of "decided" on what to do.&amp;nbsp; I had a few moments of that last night and later I thought "dang, that was pretty darned awesome."&amp;nbsp; I mean, I really surprised myself with what I saw myself do last night.&amp;nbsp; Not that it was amazing or anything, but it was just that I was pleased with how my instincts too control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to set my bottom skate straps tighter against my skates.&amp;nbsp; I have known this, but I need to punch more holes in the leather so I can put the buckle though.&amp;nbsp; I know a few people that can do it, but only know one person with the right tool, but he has fallen off the face of the earth.&amp;nbsp; Next step would be to go to the Boot Country guy by my office, but that will cost money.&amp;nbsp; Blah!&amp;nbsp; It would give me more control over my pads if I could strap them to my skates properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the biggest lesson I continue to learn and most import habit to create...keep my darn stick on the ice!&amp;nbsp; I don't know how many times I hear that, and yet, I am always picking it up off the ice.&amp;nbsp; You would think I would be lazy and let it rest on the ice right?&amp;nbsp; Nope, I hold on to that bad boy like there's no tomorrow and biscuits keep flying between the five hole!&amp;nbsp; Ugh...a work in progress am I.&amp;nbsp; Okay, back to the work of the office!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8745127659994359018?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8745127659994359018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8745127659994359018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8745127659994359018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8745127659994359018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/10/whiplash-again.html' title='Whiplash!!! ...  Again ...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7046647137761417411</id><published>2011-09-29T18:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-09-29T19:17:07.942Z</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Last weekend was a hockey weekend!&amp;nbsp; Actually, it was just a busy weekend in general!&amp;nbsp; I was supposed to go dancing on Friday night, but oops, my wallet fell out of my pocket somewhere while I was running across the street trying to hit up the ATM so I could have cash.&amp;nbsp; This was one of my back up plans to the date I was supposed to have gone on.&amp;nbsp; Instead, my friend Matt helped me search the street for my wallet and we tore my apartment apart to try and see if maybe I dropped it somewhere inside.&amp;nbsp; I was certain I had it when I left my apartment.&amp;nbsp; I had to buy a new DL at the DMV the next day, get a temporary ATM card, buy a new bus pass and was sad that my punch card for UAA was gone, as well as three school IDs.&amp;nbsp; Blah!&amp;nbsp; It's all good though, things always work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played two games, for two different teams.&amp;nbsp; The game with my team we lost (0-5), and the game I subbed in we tied (0-0).&amp;nbsp; It was a lot of fun though, win or lose.&amp;nbsp; I talked to a coach last week about taking his beginning hockey class at the suggestion of some of my teammates after one of our losses!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; I am certain they are tired of me sucking so much already.&amp;nbsp; At any rate, I spoke with him and he agreed to take me on.&amp;nbsp; Since I play goalie, I get to take the class free of charge!&amp;nbsp; It's a supply and demand thing so that is a benefit for me!&amp;nbsp; High demand for goalies, and a low supply.&amp;nbsp; I had my first class on Tuesday and got worked over.&amp;nbsp; I was so tired I could barely stand up by the end of the class.&amp;nbsp; The coach said I need to work on staying on my feet and not "flopping" around the crease.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Yeah, staying on my feet was very difficult. I have never skated that hard in my life!&amp;nbsp; My gear got heavier and heavier by the minute (this is not a complaint, I loved every minute of it), and by the hour mark I thought I might puke!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I look forward to going again next week!&amp;nbsp; It's gonna be so on when I can actually do what I mean to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go on a "date" with a guy, I guess it was a few, but I already called it quits.&amp;nbsp; He's not a religious individual which was not necessarily the problem, but he had a difficult time with the boundaries I set, so we decided it wasn't worth the time.&amp;nbsp; He is a super cool guy though, and we parted in a nice way.&amp;nbsp; It was kind of nice while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, termination dust was visible on the high peaks of the mountains in the backdrop of the mountain range to the east.&amp;nbsp; This week, mountains that are a short drive away have snow on them and winter is soon to be upon us!&amp;nbsp; I am eagerly awaiting the first snow of the winter season and as the temperatures continue to fall my excitement grows.&amp;nbsp; I love that it is dark more hours in the day and that there will be so much to do when the cold hits.&amp;nbsp; We are already planning all the fun that there is to be had (except for the peeps with no imagination, or love for the outdoors).&amp;nbsp; My boss and I were talking today about the things we plan to do this winter.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't ice climb anymore, but he is excited to get out and cross country ski.&amp;nbsp; There are miles and miles of lit trails here for cross country skiing and Alyeska has lights set up for when the minimal daylight dissipates so that skiers and snowboarders alike can continue their runs.&amp;nbsp; Anchorage is so amazing when it is covered in white.&amp;nbsp; This year, I plan to enjoy the ice sculptures and downtown skating set up.&amp;nbsp; It's going to be so much easier now that I know my way around so well.&amp;nbsp; 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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I gave the FHE lesson for the YSA ward this past Monday.&amp;nbsp; Here are my notes, though I tried to eliminate the discussion questions for the sake of this post.&amp;nbsp; Despite my nerves, I think the lesson went well and there were&amp;nbsp; a lot of great and isighful comments shared!&amp;nbsp; I love how much you learn when you're the "teacher."&amp;nbsp; I also shared some gems from one of the most amazing people I know, Scott, and it was great to be able to share the words of wisdom with my Alaskan "friends."&amp;nbsp; Hope life is finding you all well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Give Us This Day Our Daily Bread (FHE)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Elder D. Todd Chistofferson (YSA CES 09 January 2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As a child growing up, perspective was something I knew very little about.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The adage “can’t see past the end of his nose” is really quite literal when you consider one’s youth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I know as a young child all I thought about was the next opportunity I was going to get to play basketball, or jump on a skateboard.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I never considered the consequences from deciding to enjoy those activities.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sprained ankles, jammed fingers, cuts and bruises, a sore backside, or breaking my mother’s picture frame or even ending up on crutches for a week.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;On occasion, those injuries, sometimes groundings, or an increased chore load, had a great affect on my happiness, comfort and play time.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Something I have learned as an adult and since converting &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;choosing&lt;/i&gt; to live a life in accordance with the gospel of Jesus Christ, is the great freedom we enjoy when applying the “little things” the gospel encourage us to do. It widens our perspectives and provides great insight on decisions we make.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Elder Christofferson says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoQuote"&gt;“[we] often admonish you to plan &lt;u&gt;for the future&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We encourage you to pursue education and vocational training as preparation for life in the years ahead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We urge you to &lt;u&gt;lay a foundation&lt;/u&gt; for marriage and family &lt;u&gt;and &lt;/u&gt;to&lt;u&gt; act on those plans&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We &lt;u&gt;caution &lt;/u&gt;you to&lt;u&gt; think of possible consequences&lt;/u&gt; down the road when making decisions about what you do down the road when making decisions &lt;u&gt;about what you do today&lt;/u&gt;.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I underlined some key words to rephrase his statement and make it a little more concise, which in this case, will hopefully be the jumping off point for this evening’s thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;First thing:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Look to God for What is Needed Each Day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Matthew 6:9-13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoQuote"&gt;9&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;After&lt;/a&gt; this manner therefore &lt;sup&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;pray&lt;/a&gt; ye: Our &lt;sup&gt;c&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;Father&lt;/a&gt; which art in heaven, &lt;sup&gt;d&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;Hallowed&lt;/a&gt; be thy &lt;sup&gt;e&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;name&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="" name="10"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;10&amp;nbsp;Thy &lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;kingdom&lt;/a&gt; come. Thy &lt;sup&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;will&lt;/a&gt; be done &lt;sup&gt;c&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;in&lt;/a&gt; earth, as it is in heaven.&lt;a href="" name="11"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;11&amp;nbsp;Give us this day our daily &lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;bread&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a href="" name="12"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;12&amp;nbsp;And forgive us our &lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;debts&lt;/a&gt;, as we &lt;sup&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;forgive&lt;/a&gt; our debtors.&lt;a href="" name="13"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;13&amp;nbsp;&lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;And&lt;/a&gt; &lt;sup&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;lead&lt;/a&gt; us not into &lt;sup&gt;c&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;temptation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;sup&gt;d&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;but&lt;/a&gt; deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, and the power, and the &lt;sup&gt;e&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/nt/matt/6?lang=eng"&gt;glory&lt;/a&gt;, for ever. Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As His Disciples, we are encouraged to look to Him for temporal and spiritual sustenance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 Nephi 32:9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoQuote"&gt;&lt;span class="verse"&gt;9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;But behold, I say unto you that ye must &lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/32?lang=eng"&gt;pray&lt;/a&gt; always, and not faint; that ye must not perform any thing unto the Lord save in the first place ye shall &lt;sup&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/32?lang=eng"&gt;pray&lt;/a&gt; unto the Father in the &lt;sup&gt;c&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/32?lang=eng"&gt;name&lt;/a&gt; of Christ, that he will &lt;sup&gt;d&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/32?lang=eng"&gt;consecrate&lt;/a&gt; thy performance unto thee, that thy performance may be for the &lt;sup&gt;e&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/bofm/2-ne/32?lang=eng"&gt;welfare&lt;/a&gt; of thy soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As we look to God for what we need daily in some of the ways discussed already today, this creates a bit of a &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;cause and effect&lt;/i&gt; reaction to take place in our lives.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Elder Chistofferson shares the story about Moses and his charge to feed over a million mouths as they were in the wilderness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They looked to God to have their needs met, but chose not to follow his counsel.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;When they heeded the words of the Lord by way of Moses, they were blessed. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;When they did not as Moses counseled, they had no Manna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;D&amp;amp;C 82:10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoQuote"&gt;&lt;span class="verse"&gt;10&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I, the Lord, am &lt;sup&gt;a&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/82?lang=eng"&gt;bound&lt;/a&gt; when ye do what I say; but when ye do not what I say, ye have no &lt;sup&gt;b&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;a href="http://lds.org/scriptures/dc-testament/dc/82?lang=eng"&gt;promise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When we are seeking to do as the Lord asks, he will always provide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Elder Christofferson also shares some gems on how we can persevere and stay commited to our effort to seek Him daily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Trust in the Lord – Solutions May Come Over Time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;a.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is in the Lord’s time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;b.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Remain humble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;c.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Miraculous comes in different sizes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;d.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We learn from our Journey not necessarily when we arrive at our destination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Work Through Large Problems in Small, Daily Bites&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;a.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We had saying in Massage College “you can eat an elephant, one bite at a time.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;b.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Navy SEAL“First of all,” he said, “I do not want you to give in to the pressure of the moment. Whenever you’re hurting bad, just hang in there. Finish the day. Then, if you’re still feeling bad, think about it long and hard before you decide to quit. Second, take it one day at a time. One [phase] at a time.&lt;a href="" name="39"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Don’t let your thoughts run away with you, don’t start planning to bail out because you’re worried about the future and how much you can take. Don’t look ahead to the pain. Just get through the day, and there’s a wonderful career ahead of you.”&lt;a href="" name="40"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;c.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;“To worry about what is or may be coming can be debilitating. It can paralyze us and make us quit.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Reminds me of one of my favorite quotes:&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;“Perhaps fear held them back when they should have gone forward.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Lancelot to King Arthur.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or, “Not Scared.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;God’s “Daily Bread” is Needed in Reaching our Potential&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto;"&gt;We need God to be a part of our lives daily.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Several years ago while living in the South Bay, we had a Stake President establish a stake mission statement and goals.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It may still used to this day in that stake and I continue keep a few of them on my own personal list.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The main one is PROs.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Personal Religious Observances.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;4.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Seek the Lord’s Help in Serving Others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Daily Choices Have Eternal Consequences&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpMiddle" style="margin-left: 1.0in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level2 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;a.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The choices we make today, can and do affect our future families.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraphCxSpLast" style="mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; text-indent: -.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-list: Ignore;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="font: 7.0pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jesus Christ is the Bread of Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;“And Jesus said unto them, I am the bread of life: he that cometh to me shall never hunger; and he that believeth on me shall never thirst.&amp;nbsp;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="68"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;“Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me hath everlasting life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="69"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;“I am that bread of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="70"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;“Your fathers did eat manna in the wilderness, and are dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="71"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;“This is the bread which cometh down from heaven, that a man may eat thereof, and not die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: .5in;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="72"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;“I am the living bread which came down from heaven: if any man eat of this bread, he shall live for ever: and the bread that I will give is my flesh, which I will give for the life of the world” (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/john/6/35,47-51#35" target="contentWindow"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;John 6:35, 47–51&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11.0pt;"&gt;).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; ej&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 0.5in; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/12673169-1893343656531184054?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1893343656531184054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1893343656531184054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1893343656531184054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1893343656531184054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/09/fhe-give-us-this-day-our-daily-bread.html' title='FHE - Give us this day our Daily Bread'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5584571660342260776</id><published>2011-09-16T22:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-16T22:04:29.486Z</updated><title type='text'>Something Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Last night, I somehow convinced Megan to go with me to watch some &lt;a href="http://www.hometeamsonline.com/teams/?u=AnchorageWomensHockey&amp;amp;s=hockey&amp;amp;t=c"&gt;AWHL&lt;/a&gt; games that were going on at &lt;a href="http://www.uaa.alaska.edu/"&gt;UAA&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It's great that she is supportive, even though she really has minimal interest in Hockey itself.&amp;nbsp; I planned on going, pretty much regardless, or play basketball with my buddy, Taylor, who text me during dinner so I was pleased as punch she was willing to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, the first game was in the 2nd period.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to get an idea of what kind of level the Denali division was playing at.&amp;nbsp; Oh, so, in my League, there are three divisions:&amp;nbsp; Hunter Division (beginner/recreation), Foraker (intermediate), and Denali (Advanced/competitive).&amp;nbsp; However, as is usually the case, at least in my experience, "competitive" in women's sports standards are usually not what I think them to be.&amp;nbsp; This was also true in last night's Denali Division game that I watched.&amp;nbsp; Don't get me wrong, I can't skate as well as those women can, not even close, and I do not wish to knock them in the very least, but the game is slower and the way they spread the ice/floor/field/pitch/rink, whatever you want to call it, is typical of what you would expect from inexperienced female athletes.&amp;nbsp; This being said, it merely gave me hope that my hopes of moving up in a division in the next season or two is well within reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we (Megan, Chancy-Megan's Boyfriend) decided to head up to the vending machines for a snack between periods of the second game (Foraker Division).&amp;nbsp; As we were making our way back to the rink, we saw kids jumping off the diving boards at the pool.&amp;nbsp; It must have been open rec time, because there were no serious swimmers and no lanes set up.&amp;nbsp; Since there are big windows that are above the pool, we stood there watching the guys jump and so silly things off the different spring boards.&amp;nbsp; Some were pretty awesome, some not so awesome.&amp;nbsp; So, we started giving scores!&amp;nbsp; It became quite the game and two girls ended up joining the dive competition.&amp;nbsp; Though, I use the word "dive" loosely here, there were some pretty fun moves displayed.&amp;nbsp; We even gave some 10s and a foot too!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; When you start running out of fingers to hold up, you have to resort to the toes!&amp;nbsp; I always gave extra points for a well executed face or body plant, or for an increased degree of difficulty.&amp;nbsp; The lifeguard seemed to enjoy the contest and always looked to us for the scores and so did the divers, and would give a nod of appreciation or head shake after seeing his or her received scores.&amp;nbsp; Next time, we are bringing dry erase boards!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; Good times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you [Nancy] said you would not feel sorry for me if I injure myself playing hockey, but, just so you know, I am taking all the necessary precautions to prevent injury.&amp;nbsp; =)&amp;nbsp; My knees are sore, but that is the life of a goalie, and I am also working on remedying the lasting affects of that as well.&amp;nbsp; I'm not as young as I used to be, so stretching before and after is going to play an extremely large role in my knee health, as well as focusing on my hamstrings at the gym.&amp;nbsp; I get a good thigh workout, but the hamstrings tend to miss out on some of the action.&amp;nbsp; Raising my glass to the wonderful world of hockey as I embark on a different workout routine and also head back to the pool!&amp;nbsp; It's nearly winter time, so pool time is always my favorite activity when it's cold outside.&amp;nbsp; Though, in Alaska, you don't see pools outdoors...I'm sure you can understand why, though...how cool would it be to be backstroking, or floating on your back and looking up at the Northern Lights???&amp;nbsp; If I ever get rich, I will have to build an indoor pool with the option to open the top during the cooler and clear skied days.&amp;nbsp; Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is going to be our season opener against Champion's Choice.&amp;nbsp; The team is already looking forward to shooting at me!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; I subbed as their goalie last week for the pre-season game and they have already let me know they look forward to having me be on the other end of their sticks.&amp;nbsp; You gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&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/12673169-5584571660342260776?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5584571660342260776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5584571660342260776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5584571660342260776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5584571660342260776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/09/something-fun.html' title='Something Fun'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1292917397772241473</id><published>2011-09-15T00:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:43:18.313Z</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, last week was our pre-season practice and game.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun night, but I was pretty tired.&amp;nbsp; Beast and I got there early, like we were supposed to as goalies (out teams were scheduled to scrimmage each other), and the prior session was going but without goalies.&amp;nbsp; So, they asked if we wanted to sub in after they were done practicing.&amp;nbsp; I convinced Beast that we should!&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we were able to practice a bit with them and then scrimmage.&amp;nbsp; By the time that game was over and the Zamboni was doing its thing, I was then sent into Locker Room #3 to be introduced to my actual team.&amp;nbsp; Tada!!!&amp;nbsp; "Hello, this is your goalie!"&amp;nbsp; So, I stripped off my already sweaty jersey, and put on my new team jersey.&amp;nbsp; So, we practiced then played a scrimmage.&amp;nbsp; The coach was nice enough to let me sit out some of the drills since I had already skated a session beforehand.&amp;nbsp; After awhile, the gear starts to wear you down, especially us newbies, since we're not used to skating in that much extra gear.&amp;nbsp; We haven't done the math, but we're guessing it's at least 20 lbs.extra weight we carry.&amp;nbsp; We also determined that the pads all weigh a lot more after being in them two hours.&amp;nbsp; Walking in was much easier than walking out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a "bagel" in the first game, but since it was only a scrimmage, I really shouldn't count it.&amp;nbsp; The second scrimmage, well, we're not gonna count at all.&amp;nbsp; For the first half of the game, the puck didn't even get into our zone.&amp;nbsp; Since it was supposed to be a learning experience, my team started helping them out by giving the other girls help as they played and letting them get the puck.&amp;nbsp; Poor girls though, they would end up on their backs more often then not.&amp;nbsp; So, when they would finally come my way, I pretty much just stood there.&amp;nbsp; We gotta build each other up in the pre-season!&amp;nbsp; Next week, the season is officially on and I won't be so nice!&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cheering on Beast's team Trailer Craft on Saturday afternoon at UAA at 545pm if anyone wants to join me.&amp;nbsp; I plan to make a sign and everything!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; She's a Beast in the Crease!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&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/12673169-1292917397772241473?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1292917397772241473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1292917397772241473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1292917397772241473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1292917397772241473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/09/hockey-time.html' title='Hockey Time!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8554031039695739406</id><published>2011-09-02T16:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:41:54.716Z</updated><title type='text'>My Job and Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, I am now about four months into my job and still enjoying it.&amp;nbsp; Like anything in life, it has its "pros" and "cons," but nothing that is deal breaking.&amp;nbsp; I really enjoy the work that I am doing and the flexibility I have with my schedule.&amp;nbsp; It's my GDI home away from!&amp;nbsp; As much as I miss working/seeing Scott and Nancy, and of course the entire GDI crew, I know this was the right decision to move here [Anchorage, AK].&amp;nbsp; It's been a wonderful adventure so far and I haven't thought about looking back yet.&amp;nbsp; My friend said she didn't miss California until about 3 years later when she even thought about going back to visit because she wanted to, aside from obligatory visits with friends and family.&amp;nbsp; We'll see how it goes for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter is approaching and I can hardly wait!&amp;nbsp; This is the last weekend of the State Fair up in Palmer and I have opted out of going this year.&amp;nbsp; It was a sacrifice I chose when I decided to get my own place.&amp;nbsp; Next year, there is always next year.&amp;nbsp; Besides, I am more interested in getting myself squared away on homework so that I will have a few weeks off school when hockey starts!&amp;nbsp; Grace, you know how worthless I was after the clinic each day!&amp;nbsp; No homework, or housework got done!&amp;nbsp; I'm just lucky I clean up after myself on the regular, or else my flat would have been a disaster area!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still trying to transition into my new ward.&amp;nbsp; Sunday our start time will change to 11 and that will make my life a lot easier.&amp;nbsp; The buses don't run until much later on Sundays, so I won't have to depend on my bike (I don't plan on spending money on studded tires this winter), or having to ask for rides.&amp;nbsp; I would rather get there on my own, so a later start time allows me more freedom and ease to get to and from church without having to depend on others.&amp;nbsp; This also means I will have to finally buy myself a legitimate winter coat.&amp;nbsp; I was able to borrow Jimi's last winter, but now it's time to spend the money and get my own.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to freeze to death!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8554031039695739406?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8554031039695739406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8554031039695739406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8554031039695739406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8554031039695739406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-job-and-stuff.html' title='My Job and Stuff'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2641397076854513985</id><published>2011-08-25T22:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-09-02T16:05:23.658Z</updated><title type='text'>Hockey Clinic Last Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Okay, so I attended a three day clinic last week.&amp;nbsp; Sheesh, it was awesome but totally brutal.&amp;nbsp; I've been skating pretty religiously for a month and a half, but it was not nearly enough.&amp;nbsp; I went out to the goalie clinic to try my skills out in the hardest position in hockey.&amp;nbsp; I ended up on my backside on more than one occasion and I was not alone who found themselves in that position.&amp;nbsp; Most important part of hockey is to always get back up.&amp;nbsp; I didn't know how much I would love people shooting pucks at me!&amp;nbsp; It was a rush to be able to stop a puck with my junk!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; I learned many valuable and important lessons during those three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use the bathroom before putting on all your goalie gear&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; As much effort as it is to get it all on, having to tinkle just before hitting the ice isn't like figure skaters that have to pull down their one piece leotard.&amp;nbsp; We're talking about many pounds of equipment that has to come off before you can even get to your skates, at which point you can throw on blade guards, and then, maybe, if you're lucky, make it down the hallway, hang a right, down another hallway, through a double door, turn left, then make a right, then another right, only to find three stalls in use, so you head towards the other section you discovered a day earlier, make a right, start stripping off your pelvic protector (female version of a guys jock), and your compression shorts at the same time, while&amp;nbsp; maneuvering in skates that add three or four inches to your height, so the toilet seat is a bit lower than usual, so your aim in getting yourself seated is a bit more of a challenge than you're used to, and then finally relieving yourself only to discover there's no toilet paper.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that happens...not saying it happened to me, just sayin' is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wear your jock&lt;/b&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Listen, ladies, if the puck hits your junk, it will hurt.&amp;nbsp; Day One:&amp;nbsp; I didn't wear it and second drill in, I got nailed in the pelvic region.&amp;nbsp; It was no bueno!&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, in the actual scrimmage it was against girls in the clinic and they couldn't hit the broad side of a barn, and if they could stay on their feet long enough to shoot the puck, it never left the ground and came so slowly you had to wake up from the comatose state in which you had been in for the last 12 ladies who shot before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playing with boys is much more exciting &lt;/b&gt;as they actually shoot the puck with force and you get to make real saves and feel like a superstar!&amp;nbsp; Nothing more exciting than making a good stick save, or a glove save and then when you realize you really did catch it in your glove you give the glove a little shake and let it fall on the ice for all the people on and off the ice to see hit the floor.&amp;nbsp; Yep, it's all about the glory at that point!&amp;nbsp; The satisfaction of a good glove save and letting the boys (especially the boys) see that on your second day of hockey ever, you stopped that junk!&amp;nbsp; And the crowd goes wild!&amp;nbsp; Woo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Four&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never underestimate a girl that says she plays hockey, no matter what she looks like.&lt;/b&gt; That little "girl" you saw on the outside of the rink earlier, yeah, that's her over there, yup, that beast over there, she's no joke.&amp;nbsp; Leanne, my newest friend, may look all marshmallows in cocoa and snowflakes on a Christmas morning, but she's a Beast in the Crease.&amp;nbsp; She's gonna be skating, as I won the last goalie position in our division, but she's still a Beast and is gonna tear it up.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You become a different person when you put on your gear.&amp;nbsp; It's amazing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Five&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goalies, don't get no breaks!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;Yeah, skaters go on in shifts that change up every few minutes.&amp;nbsp; Goalies, they play the whole game.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty tired and by the end of the pick up game I stepped up to play in, I was worked over!&amp;nbsp; I hobbled, not skated off the ice, and my friend Giggles aka Wendy, helped me get my gear off!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't even get my chest protector up over my head!&amp;nbsp; Yeah, I loved it!&amp;nbsp; However, the goalie gear did stink up my apartment pretty good!&amp;nbsp; I need to invest in a fan!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson Six &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trying to find gear for a left handed goalie is no easy task!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; I  might be stuck playing right handed, but we'll see how things go.&amp;nbsp; I  found a used blocker for a lefty, but of course, even used it was $80.&amp;nbsp; I  think they did that just because they are harder to find, because it  wasn't even as in good condition as some of the others and they were as  low as $15 a piece used for a right handed player.&amp;nbsp; Blah!&amp;nbsp; So, I use  borrowed equipment for now.&amp;nbsp; It smells lovely, but at least I am  protected and that is what counts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the clinic with plenty of bruises, scrapes, sore muscles and I wouldn't have had it any other way!&amp;nbsp; Made some new friends in the process!&amp;nbsp; The goalie side of the clinic was super great!&amp;nbsp; Since there are fewer of us, we get more attention and cover more material.&amp;nbsp; Because everyone wants to be a skater and score, they are not awesome enough, or crazy enough to go against the puck flying at you at high velocities!&amp;nbsp; It's on!&amp;nbsp; Bring on September and the start of my hockey season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2641397076854513985?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2641397076854513985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2641397076854513985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2641397076854513985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2641397076854513985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/08/hockey-clinic-last-week.html' title='Hockey Clinic Last Week'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><georss:featurename>Anchorage, AK, USA</georss:featurename><georss:point>61.2180556 -149.90027780000003</georss:point><georss:box>60.8429821 -150.88058180000002 61.5931291 -148.91997380000004</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-920552995846531466</id><published>2011-08-19T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-08-26T17:45:23.302Z</updated><title type='text'>Just whatevs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;oh how we as &lt;span class="il"&gt;women&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;easily&lt;/span&gt; swayed.&lt;br /&gt;when day is as night and the night as day&lt;br /&gt;the pain and agony that comes with love&lt;br /&gt;we say "nay" tis brighter than stars above&lt;br /&gt;days and nights &lt;span class="il"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; always as one&lt;br /&gt;no, not one is greater or less till done&lt;br /&gt;when it happens and love not realized&lt;br /&gt;twas just attraction and now we agonize&lt;br /&gt;this we experience all in a moment's Time&lt;br /&gt;we say "yay" we say "nay" it's sublime&lt;br /&gt;we hate it and love it, this we cannot lie&lt;br /&gt;for all that has transpired we just ask why?&lt;br /&gt;as the sun rises again upon a new day&lt;br /&gt;the dawn air kisses our cheeks to play&lt;br /&gt;agony is renewed once again in our minds&lt;br /&gt;and safe shelter from it we seek to find&lt;br /&gt;oh how we as &lt;span class="il"&gt;women&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="il"&gt;easily&lt;/span&gt; swayed&lt;br /&gt;for yes, today is another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;ej&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/12673169-920552995846531466?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/920552995846531466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=920552995846531466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/920552995846531466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/920552995846531466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-actually-from-last.html' title='Just whatevs...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7515496182972675456</id><published>2011-08-15T22:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-08-15T22:00:08.546Z</updated><title type='text'>Whoa whoa whoa....hold the phone, I agreed to do what???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well, hockey season is swiftly coming upon us and I have been working hard to get myself ready for the upcoming clinic that starts Saturday.&amp;nbsp; I have committed to play the goalie position for the season and I'm excited to get the ice time.&amp;nbsp; I hope my feet hold up!&amp;nbsp; They get some major cramp-age if the skates are no bueno!&amp;nbsp; I am happy to report that my forward skates have been holding up quite well, now that I have the right sized skate going!&amp;nbsp; My skating has been improving by leaps and bounds since Thursday's "new" skate size implementation.&amp;nbsp; My crossovers are coming along nicely, and my skating coach wants me to start working on my backward crossovers this week.&amp;nbsp; We'll see how it goes!&amp;nbsp; I am in so much control of my feet now, it's incredible.&amp;nbsp; Instead of spending so much energy trying to keep my feet together with the skate (my skates were a whole size too big), I know feel like my skate is just an extension of my foot and I can actually control my feet so much better, in fact, I can even control my right foot better too!&amp;nbsp; Who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that the best skater on the ice is usually the goalie.&amp;nbsp; Though I am not a great skater yet, I plan to do my best to fulfill the role of goalie on whatever team I land on.&amp;nbsp; The best part is, I can still play forward when I play pond hockey, so really, it's the best of both worlds.&amp;nbsp; It's also half the price or free if I play goalie, and since it is a novice league, they provide all the specialty gear associated with Goalie, so all I will need to buy are the skates and a neck protector and stick.&amp;nbsp; Skates and sticks are cheap and easy to come by used, and I am sure I can find something affordable for a neck protector.&amp;nbsp; Everything else, will be issued to me and with grateful hearts.&amp;nbsp; I am all about being a team player and one of the teams was gonna be down a goalie and I had already expressed interest in trying the position out anyway, so I figured, I can go for it since it is my first season anyway, and I am a fan of learning everything I can.&amp;nbsp; The real kicker is the cheaper cost to play!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; I'm not gonna lie, that was a huge factor, besides the fact I am gonna look like a beast in the crease with my size and all that gear!&amp;nbsp; Hydration, hydration, hydration!!!&amp;nbsp; That's gonna be key too!&amp;nbsp; Just wait until I butterfly!!!!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Well, maybe someday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really enjoyed my early morning skates and the support of my friend Megan.&amp;nbsp; She's been great on her vacation, by taking me to the rink every morning and then to work.&amp;nbsp; She slept in the car while I skated from 630-745 every weekday morning (nearly), and then dropped me off at work.&amp;nbsp; How amazing is that?&amp;nbsp; Now, she is all vested in my "hockey career" that she has even offered her services to dress up in my soon to be goalie gear on winter days at the park, so I can practice shooting as a forward, and...she's excited about it!&amp;nbsp; Her only stipulation:&amp;nbsp; We get ice cream afterwards, because she likes ice cream after working out.&amp;nbsp; Skinny girls, I tell yeah!&amp;nbsp; Fun times ahead and I am stoked.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait till I get tired and sore from all that hockey playin'!&amp;nbsp; It's gonna be on!&amp;nbsp; As soon as I know what team I will be playing on, I will update you all and have pics!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; See ya on the ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7515496182972675456?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7515496182972675456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7515496182972675456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7515496182972675456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7515496182972675456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/08/whoa-whoa-whoahold-phone-i-agreed-to-do.html' title='Whoa whoa whoa....hold the phone, I agreed to do what???'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8745159390149101780</id><published>2011-08-04T17:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-08-04T17:07:06.590Z</updated><title type='text'>We almost smooshed a guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;On the way to work, my friend and I decided to patronize the nearby Starbucks.&amp;nbsp; As she pulled into a parking stall she rammed into an open car door with the driver halfway out of his car.&amp;nbsp; He got a little scared by the impact as did we, but in the end both drivers walked away and even were adjacent patrons in the ordering line.&amp;nbsp; I was certain that I was going to be really late for work, or have to just walk the few blocks to the office while they got things resolved.&amp;nbsp; Nope.&amp;nbsp; I forget, I am not in California anymore.&amp;nbsp; They just asked if each other was okay and went on their merry way.&amp;nbsp; How often does that happen?&amp;nbsp; I mean, there were like two deep gouges in the side of his door from where the top of the hood and the top of the bumper had hit the door and in turn smashed her headlight in, and he didn't even get angry.&amp;nbsp; He just said, "That's fine."&amp;nbsp; It shocked me.&amp;nbsp; My friend said, "This is Alaska.&amp;nbsp; Dents happen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8745159390149101780?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8745159390149101780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8745159390149101780&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8745159390149101780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8745159390149101780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-almost-smooshed-guy.html' title='We almost smooshed a guy!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1234485895753592216</id><published>2011-08-02T00:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-08-02T00:36:27.282Z</updated><title type='text'>The Coolness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I've been ice skating a lot the last few weeks.&amp;nbsp; As you know, I am always looking to challenge myself with some new type of hobby or activity.&amp;nbsp; Since I am in Alaska, and ice will be in great abundance here come late October/November, I decided it was high time I learned the great sport, Hockey.&amp;nbsp; There are women's leagues here in Anchorage and they are pretty affordable.&amp;nbsp; To get me started, I realized three things are going to have to happen:&amp;nbsp; One, I need to learn how to ice skate; two, I might need to hit up a clinic or two to actually learn how to play, as it is one thing to watch hockey and understand what is going on, but to put it on ice and do it yourself, a bit different; and of course three, get a massage table to afford the "habit."&amp;nbsp; So here is what I have done in preparation for the upcoming hockey season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a pair of used skates and other equipment.&amp;nbsp; (Thank goodness for meeting people who know about and love hockey, much cheaper that way &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ).&amp;nbsp; So, I bought a punch card, and now have an I.D. for UAA (that means free skating anytime I want at the UAA sports complex).&amp;nbsp; Skating is now one of the cheapest activities for me to do in Anchorage!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; So, I have been skating three to four mornings a week, and usually on Saturday afternoons.&amp;nbsp; I met a little old lady that gives lessons and she's now my "skating coach."&amp;nbsp; In casual conversation, I mentioned I had just purchased a little massage table and she suggested we swap lessons for massage.&amp;nbsp; How amazing is that???&amp;nbsp; As Scott would say "you must be livin' right."&amp;nbsp; That's how I felt when it all started working out like that!&amp;nbsp; So, I am learning to skate.&amp;nbsp; Woo hoo!&amp;nbsp; Thanks to my good friend, Megan, who offered to wake up early every weekday and drive me to the rink.&amp;nbsp; I can ride to UAA, but she is bent on supporting me, so I let her.&amp;nbsp; Besides, it's fun girl time driving around chatting in the mornings.&amp;nbsp; She even lets me toss my bike in the back of her car for when I get off work.&amp;nbsp; Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step two:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut a hole in the box...no wait, wrong step.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I???&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, next step!&amp;nbsp; The league I want to play in is offering a three day clinic for only $50 for all three days!&amp;nbsp; Not just one day, isn't that pretty sweet?&amp;nbsp; Again, super cool!&amp;nbsp; that's in a few weeks, so I need to increase the training regiment so I can learn as much as I can during that clinic.&amp;nbsp; I don't want to waste my time, their time, or my dollars on clinics I will be so focused on sore muscles or lack of conditioning.&amp;nbsp; The longest I have been on the ice is 2 hours at one time.&amp;nbsp; I spent 3 hours on the ice one night, but that was including a half hour phone call while sitting on the benches and a potty break.&amp;nbsp; It's one thing to do drills by yourself, but another when you are doing specific drills with someone hollerin' at ya!&amp;nbsp; Believe me, when I have skated with my skating coach, I am so worked at the end of my half hour lesson!&amp;nbsp; I can almost do crossovers now without breaking my face, though, I can do crossovers counter clockwise for days on my roller blades, and cheat a little by going clockwise at the roller rink when the workers are not looking to work on my crossovers going the other direction.&amp;nbsp; I can definitely stop much better than I did two weeks ago.&amp;nbsp; Before, stopping involved the wall, or using my face as a brake.&amp;nbsp; I preferred the wall, but sometimes, it just wasn't fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step three:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I got a massage table.&amp;nbsp; I found a great deal on craigslist and I couldn't be happier.&amp;nbsp; It's a small table, but I got it for a whopping good deal of only $25!!!&amp;nbsp; It's not quite as nice as my table in California, but for a price like that I am perfectly happy with it!&amp;nbsp; Now, I am in the process of getting clients together to make some cash flow.&amp;nbsp; It actually works out that it is slightly smaller as it fits very well in my apartment.&amp;nbsp; I am so pleased with how it worked out.&amp;nbsp; My friend even happened to be available on the day I was to meet with the lady to look at it and she took me in her car!&amp;nbsp; I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been great to be out on the ice and to start from scratch.&amp;nbsp; I have to eat a lot of humble pie too!&amp;nbsp; I am used to sports being so easy for me.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I am sure I will pick up the hockey stuff easily, but being able to do all the different things my coach asks of me has been crazy cool.&amp;nbsp; I see little kids doing all these drills on one foot, and I am struggling on two feet to do the same drill but different.&amp;nbsp; Sure, they've been doing it longer, but still, it gets into your head some mornings!&amp;nbsp; I got this though!&amp;nbsp; It's gonna be amaze balls!&amp;nbsp; Here's to hockey and keeping all my teeth intact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-1234485895753592216?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1234485895753592216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1234485895753592216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1234485895753592216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1234485895753592216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/08/coolness.html' title='The Coolness...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8420027597102440858</id><published>2011-07-28T00:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:48:24.631Z</updated><title type='text'>What do I miss about California?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;People ask me this question all the time and I never really have an answer.&amp;nbsp; I love living in Alaska, and I realize it is not for everyone, but it is for me!&amp;nbsp; I liked it when it was cold, icy, and there was snow on the sidewalks.&amp;nbsp; I liked putting on my ice cleats to go out into the wind and snow, and then having to duck into a business just to get my feet warm again, because I wore the non-waterproof boots that day.&amp;nbsp; I liked that you didn't have to see the sun at all hours of the day in the winter.&amp;nbsp; That's my favorite part about winter in Alaska.&amp;nbsp; I am not a sun worshiper and nor have I ever been.&amp;nbsp; I am a long sleeve shirts and long shorts or pants in the summer kind of girl, I don't care what the temperature is!&amp;nbsp; I struggle with the daylight of the summer here, because I am a person who hates to waste the daylight (daytime hours), so my body is taking its time adapting and I knew it was going to be my biggest challenge when I moved here.&amp;nbsp; It has been.&amp;nbsp; But I don't hate it, I just prefer the dark and cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I miss about California?&amp;nbsp; I miss white nectarines.&amp;nbsp; I miss unlimited use internet for only $50 a month.&amp;nbsp; I miss having breakfast at O.D.'s after driving what felt like a hundred miles to get there (it was only technically 52 miles or so), just so I could have their hot chocolate and eat their yummy food.&amp;nbsp; I miss swimming in an outdoor pool at the wee hours of the morning and watching the moon set as I was doing my cool down laps on my back and seeing the stars and I felt like I was in outer space.&amp;nbsp; Nothing like waking up at 430 in the morning and going for an early morning swim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss mini road trips to Santa Cruz just for dinner at Lillian's.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, there is a small theme, but it's not just about the food, it was about spending quality time with cool people.&amp;nbsp; I have met a lot of great people, but it takes me time to really warm up and get "close" so that I can enjoy those simple moments in life, so I miss those moments of late night drives with Grace, or Jessie, where I would be half asleep and offering to drive.&amp;nbsp; I miss late night bus rides.&amp;nbsp; Last bus here is usually around 9 or 10, so it's just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I don't think about what I miss in California often, as there is so much Alaska has to offer.&amp;nbsp; How often in California, does someone catch a 300 lb. Halibut, and offer to give you some to take home?&amp;nbsp; How often do people invite you to go to a forest fair and when you get there, it is a fair in an actual forest where you really might see legitimate wild life?&amp;nbsp; Everyday, I look outside the windows of our office and can see a gorgeous sky and lots of trees.&amp;nbsp; When I look out and step onto the roof at work, I can see a great view of mountains to the east and to the south, and even in July, there is a bit of snow to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed to have the opportunities I have here in Alaska, and how things have come together.&amp;nbsp; I just got a raise at work, coming up on my one month in my flat and love not having to share the space with anyone.&amp;nbsp; I am blessed with good people in my life and the adventures I have had so far have been so wonderful.&amp;nbsp; What do I miss about California?&amp;nbsp; I miss some little things, but I don't dwell on those things and long to return any time soon.&amp;nbsp; I look forward to doing those things for a visit, but that is all I desire them to be, fun vacation things.&amp;nbsp; I do miss people, but thanks to technology, I am able to contact them in various ways.&amp;nbsp; I even write an occasional postcard, or letter.&amp;nbsp; Heh!&amp;nbsp; Kickin' it old school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I miss most....I miss a boy, but he doesn't even live in California anymore, so it doesn't even matter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8420027597102440858?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8420027597102440858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8420027597102440858&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8420027597102440858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8420027597102440858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-do-i-miss-about-california.html' title='What do I miss about California?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2992518426749489675</id><published>2011-07-15T03:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-07-15T03:36:11.044Z</updated><title type='text'>To Girdwood and Back (pictures and unformatted)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" m$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yi6a_5u6fV4/Th-0qQWNeNI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/CpXyXtCgYgU/s200/021.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MgtrZGlZwI/Th-004Ca-cI/AAAAAAAAAgg/KIqZG-y_4do/s1600/044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" m$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5MgtrZGlZwI/Th-004Ca-cI/AAAAAAAAAgg/KIqZG-y_4do/s200/044.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2992518426749489675?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2992518426749489675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2992518426749489675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2992518426749489675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2992518426749489675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-girdwood-and-back-pictures-and.html' title='To Girdwood and Back (pictures and unformatted)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lUZQPfyqv-Q/Th-0oBbOEsI/AAAAAAAAAgM/ToGu1jHDJBo/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8685240880987089671</id><published>2011-07-14T19:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-07-15T03:30:35.023Z</updated><title type='text'>Got a new place!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JKuqVfw-ew/Th-zNeABGsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tyvt5ow2biI/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JKuqVfw-ew/Th-zNeABGsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tyvt5ow2biI/s200/091.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_JKuqVfw-ew/Th-zNeABGsI/AAAAAAAAAf0/tyvt5ow2biI/s1600/091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well, it didn't work out with my roomie on Baxter, but no ill feelings on either side.&amp;nbsp; We just weren't compatible and apparently, I am very allergic to her dog as I broke out all over my body in a rash whenever I missed my every other day vacuum session in my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; Since I was practically owning stock in Benedryl and so was she, sweet girl bought me a package to help me out, I decided to move out.&amp;nbsp; I found a place just down the street from where her condo was and so we can still hang out very easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ceysb0DZfQ/Th-zE9nG-gI/AAAAAAAAAfs/d4fjKjkqjTM/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ceysb0DZfQ/Th-zE9nG-gI/AAAAAAAAAfs/d4fjKjkqjTM/s200/085.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ceysb0DZfQ/Th-zE9nG-gI/AAAAAAAAAfs/d4fjKjkqjTM/s1600/085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am happy to report I now live in a flat just half a mile from where I used to live and it's perfect.&amp;nbsp; It's super great!&amp;nbsp; It has a full sized fridge, washer and dryer (small, old, and super perfect), dishwasher, and a decent sized kitchen area.&amp;nbsp; It's a one room flat, so the living/bedroom combo space is small but it's exactly right for my needs.&amp;nbsp; I will post pics soon.&amp;nbsp; It's really great though and a good location.&amp;nbsp; The best part is, I live above a business which has been something I always thought would be cool, though in my mind, it was always a pizza place, or bakery and the setting was in New York City, haha!&amp;nbsp; I also managed to get my little home network setup all by myself.&amp;nbsp; Thought I'd have to call a boy for help, but nope, I did it!&amp;nbsp; They make it fairly idiot proof, thank goodness, and I even have a guest login.&amp;nbsp; Oh yeah, I am fancy like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9IBSiGMrhM/Th-zHZD15AI/AAAAAAAAAfw/L1O7vC0848c/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Since I moved, I brought everything "kitchen" I owned with me from the condo.&amp;nbsp; I have three bowls, one hot chocolate mug, and an Asian soup spoon (courtesy of my old roomie).&amp;nbsp; I caught a fourth of July deal at Fred Meyers and bought four big cups for $1.97!&amp;nbsp; I also went down to Value Village (thrift store) and bought a small frying pan, small metal pot, a cooking spatula, a slotted cooking spoon, and a round baking pan, oh and a package of plasticware from Fred Meyers.&amp;nbsp; I felt all fancy as I got home.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness I know how to find the deals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVK54yZbYkY/Th-y70Zo98I/AAAAAAAAAfo/1lNfp65uUD4/s1600/092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MVK54yZbYkY/Th-y70Zo98I/AAAAAAAAAfo/1lNfp65uUD4/s200/092.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Kitchen =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Each night, as I enjoy my awesome dinner of Cap N Crunch with Crunch Berries, I remember what I had to do to get here, and what sacrifices I made, and it just makes me smile.&amp;nbsp; That, and I watch Spooks while I eat my Cap N Crunch with Crunch Berries, and I love me some Spooks!&amp;nbsp; I love me some Adam Carter and Zafa!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9IBSiGMrhM/Th-zHZD15AI/AAAAAAAAAfw/L1O7vC0848c/s1600/087.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9IBSiGMrhM/Th-zHZD15AI/AAAAAAAAAfw/L1O7vC0848c/s200/087.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbnlRcvaebk/Th-zQqwSYmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/lVIVQ0gzA8w/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbnlRcvaebk/Th-zQqwSYmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/lVIVQ0gzA8w/s200/086.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbnlRcvaebk/Th-zQqwSYmI/AAAAAAAAAf4/lVIVQ0gzA8w/s1600/086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;FYI - deciding on a "rainy" day and on a work morning, to try one of the trails out to get to the bus stop that is about 3-4 miles away when you have no idea what the name of the trail you should be on, is not a bright idea.&amp;nbsp; I thought I was gonna have to send up a smoke signal and since I left my numbchucks at home, I also had nothing to defend myself against the bears and moose, except for my ninja skills!&amp;nbsp; It was nice to get to civilization and find a helpful bus driver to get me back on track!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ej&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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Does that makes sense?&amp;nbsp; Well, it should, but then again, it should.&amp;nbsp; Woooooo!!!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm in a whirlwind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As predicted, the summer is proving to by the biggest challenge for me during this transition.&amp;nbsp; I may have mentioned in in prior posts, but it really is a challenge.&amp;nbsp; It's nice that after summer solstice, we are legitimately getting some dark hours here, which in return, I am getting better and longer sleep hours.&amp;nbsp; It's kind of crazy how I get so little done, despite the long hours of daylight we enjoy, and yet, always seem to be busy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few weeks I've been struggling to keep up from being so tired and learning that dairy is definitely not my friend.&amp;nbsp; I spent one week feeling like I was at Death's door, only to discover that the foods I was eating to help me recover from a long sleepless night of praying to the porcelain gods, was only wreaking havoc on my system and sending me back to my very, for lack of a better word, grotesquely ungraceful&amp;nbsp;genuflects at the throne of shame.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between that week of Death's company and spending time in my "cave" to re energize, I finally decided to be more social again and see more of my friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Being socially MIA has its advantages, like, not having to worry about catching a cab somewhere because you missed your bus to get you there, and having to ask your friend for a ride real quick because you left your wallet at home.&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; Disadvantages though, leave you behind on the "haps" when a three day weekend is up and coming, and you have no idea what's going on on a Friday night.&amp;nbsp; It's worth it though, in the end, to have that personal time to cocoon and do what you need to do to keep your head clear and your mind right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago though, my wonderful friend Rachna, came from California to visit for a few days.&amp;nbsp; Indeed, it was wonderful to see her, even though I didn't even make it out of the airport picking her up without making a stop to pay tribute to the porcelain airport gods.&amp;nbsp; Poor Rachna, had to endure me being sick during her very short stay with me here in Alaska, but I am glad she was able to see the beauty that this state has to offer.&amp;nbsp; She went on a day cruise out on the Kenai peninsula and had a blast.&amp;nbsp; On Tuesday, the day she left, she hung out with my friend Megan, her very own personal and free of charge tour guide!&amp;nbsp; So glad they got along so well and had fun touring Anchorage and the greater Anchorage area.&amp;nbsp; Rachna got to see more of Alaska in two days than I have in five months, but that's okay.&amp;nbsp; I live here, so there will be more time for that after I am done making my transition.&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so great and it makes me happy that she wants to come back again, but will remember to bring her husband along this time!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; I am still feeling the excitement from her trip here and the fun that we had in the short time we had.&amp;nbsp; Miss ya already, Rachna!&amp;nbsp; You're "unique!!!!"&amp;nbsp; =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job is going really well.&amp;nbsp; I am still learning, as I am about two months into my time here, but I am getting a good grasp on my responsibilities, and as always, that list grows each day.&amp;nbsp; I'm ready for it though, as it is mostly computer related and I have that down on lock!&amp;nbsp; If all continues to go well, I will be getting a raise in another month!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; I sure hope they still love me when the time comes!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I get home, I will upload some pics from Rachna's visit!&amp;nbsp; Love that girl!!!&amp;nbsp; Anytime anyone wants to visit Alaska, look me up!&amp;nbsp; I love it here and it's been good to me so far!&amp;nbsp; So glad it's getting darker and soon it will be dark nearly all day and I can hardly wait.&amp;nbsp; I loved it in February when it was dark most of the day and there was snow and ice all around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-5210479822604550029?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5210479822604550029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5210479822604550029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5210479822604550029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5210479822604550029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-behind.html' title='A little behind...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5853258212921937135</id><published>2011-06-21T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-06-21T17:37:37.381Z</updated><title type='text'>My first ice skating lesson!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, I had my first skating lesson.&amp;nbsp; The little old lady that helps me is  super cool.&amp;nbsp; She's from Texas, the Dallas-Fort Worth area, but I don't  hold that against her.&amp;nbsp; Under her tutelage, I hope to become a strong  enough skater to join a beginners hockey league.&amp;nbsp; I can go forward.&amp;nbsp; I  can scooch backwards a bit.&amp;nbsp; I am actually getting faster going forward  too, but I have a small problem.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure you already know.&amp;nbsp; Stopping.&amp;nbsp;  Haha!&amp;nbsp; I haven't quite mastered how to stop without using my face or  the boards.&amp;nbsp; She's trying to teach me how to do the one foot plow thing,  and the two foot plow thing.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, my right foot is completely  retarded.&amp;nbsp; My left foot isn't much better, but at least it does what I  want it to do for the most part.&amp;nbsp; It's been way exciting getting out on  the ice and seeing the small improvements.&amp;nbsp; I have been skating at UAA  and it's been super great.&amp;nbsp; Not too many people, and the people out  there are super cool and supportive.&amp;nbsp; They don't get crazy on me when I  say "Watch out!&amp;nbsp; I can't steer!"&amp;nbsp; Every once in awhile, one of the  figure skating coaches will remind me to bend my knees, or push my foot  out and plow.&amp;nbsp; Even the old guy that does hockey skate drills gives me  encouragement, so it's kind of fun.&amp;nbsp; My last time out he said in passing  "You're getting it!"&amp;nbsp; Made me smile!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been there enough times, they are starting to recognize my face I  guess.&amp;nbsp; The girls that figure skate are fun to watch.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy watching  them as I take a "foot break."&amp;nbsp; I also don't like to be in their way  while they go through their routines.&amp;nbsp; It's public skate so I don't have  to sit out, but I choose to so that I can take a break as well as enjoy  watching the more graceful skaters do their thing.&amp;nbsp; Watching the  skaters also gives me time to watch how they move so that I can apply  some of what they're doing while I go out again.&amp;nbsp; Clearly, there are  some differences between hockey skating and figure skating, but the  basic principles are the same.&amp;nbsp; Balance.&amp;nbsp; They make it look easy, but  they have been doing it a long time.&amp;nbsp; I watch the older gentleman while  he does hockey drills and I try and do my own remedial version of  them.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I even got the courage to skate across the rink through the  middle without the safety of the walls.&amp;nbsp; I also find myself skating  around further and further from the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the session on Saturday when I was the only one on  the ice, I made an effort to do a drill where I skated around certain  points of the ice and did turns.&amp;nbsp; Each pass, I tried to make the pass  tighter and tighter.&amp;nbsp; I'm sure that is where crossovers will come in  handy.&amp;nbsp; I made one feeble attempt at a crossover, but I was clearly not  ready for it yet.&amp;nbsp; It felt good to be moving on the ice like that and to  be cutting in and out of my marks.&amp;nbsp; I almost felt confident!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  worked up a decent sweat and enjoyed my walk back to the bus.&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful day to be out and though I didn't see any wildlife other than a few bugs and one pretty cool bird (I need to learn what kind of birds they were), it was still very lovely.&amp;nbsp; Because of the rain the last few weeks, everything is green and more and more wildflowers are springing up everywhere!&amp;nbsp; I just love that I can walk places on these paved trails or unpaved and it's wooded and gorgeous!&amp;nbsp; Usually, you see plenty of moose out and it's always exciting to come across them, at a safe distance that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my skating lesson on Friday night as I was prepping to head out to my bus, my friends Mark and Devin hit me up about going to see the Green Lantern.&amp;nbsp; I was down, so Mark came and picked me up from the rink.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to hang out with the boys.&amp;nbsp; It ended up being me and about seven boys!&amp;nbsp; Sheesh!&amp;nbsp; Lucky me right????&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Sadly, the only one of interest has a girlfriend.&amp;nbsp; Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark was a bit hungry and wanted to hit up someplace for food.&amp;nbsp; We ended up at Burger King...yeah, he likes fast food, but it was either that or McDonalds, so I voted for BK.&amp;nbsp; He drove us down to the Port and we ate and chatted until after two or three in the morning.&amp;nbsp; We saw it get dark, then start to get lighter.&amp;nbsp; Technically, the sun sets around eleven-ish, but it doesn't really get "dark" until around one or so, then around two or three, it starts getting light again, and the official sun rise is something around four-ish.&amp;nbsp; It still fascinates me how light it is at these hours of night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDayAdz3rGw/TgDWGUCcwFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PMU9x_gvV1U/s1600/one+in+the+morning+Port.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDayAdz3rGw/TgDWGUCcwFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PMU9x_gvV1U/s320/one+in+the+morning+Port.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what it looked like around midnight-ish, one o'clock when we arrived.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAni5fQgsl4/TgDWFpZQkRI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wwP_EI23DyQ/s1600/two+ish+in+the+morning+Port.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dAni5fQgsl4/TgDWFpZQkRI/AAAAAAAAAfg/wwP_EI23DyQ/s320/two+ish+in+the+morning+Port.jpg" width="237" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what the light was like around 245 - 3ish or so.&amp;nbsp; Pretty wicked right?&amp;nbsp; I think this is when it was starting to light up again.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/12673169-5853258212921937135?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5853258212921937135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5853258212921937135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5853258212921937135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5853258212921937135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-ice-skating-lesson.html' title='My first ice skating lesson!!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hDayAdz3rGw/TgDWGUCcwFI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PMU9x_gvV1U/s72-c/one+in+the+morning+Port.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8353255576621321566</id><published>2011-05-27T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:00:14.761Z</updated><title type='text'>Public Transit Short #0321-012685</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;As I boarded my transfer bus this morning, I crossed my fingers that I could get away with finishing my hot chocolate soy on the bus (not really supposed to have that on the bus, but some drivers are cool like that) and she was a driver I hadn't seen before.&amp;nbsp; She was a nice older lady and was cool.&amp;nbsp; I took my usual spot and settled in.&amp;nbsp; A guy about 25 or so boarded with a rockstar and a few little bags of pastries.&amp;nbsp; He sat down and started to munch on a donut.&amp;nbsp; The driver had been out of her seat helping an older gentleman get his bike on the rack.&amp;nbsp; She walked over to the young guy and said "No eating on my bus, unless you want to get a spanking."&amp;nbsp; He smiled and said "What if I want to get spanked?"&amp;nbsp; Then, without any hesitation she stood in the middle of the aisle with her arms gripping the overhead bars and said "Go ahead and eat then.&amp;nbsp; Then I'll beat your a$$."&amp;nbsp; Everyone, including he and his friend started busting up laughing.&amp;nbsp; I'm not gonna lie, I was laughing pretty hard too.&amp;nbsp; It was all done in good humor and was a good way to start the day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8353255576621321566?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8353255576621321566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8353255576621321566&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8353255576621321566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8353255576621321566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/05/public-transit-short-0321-012685.html' title='Public Transit Short #0321-012685'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7832488821275910171</id><published>2011-05-24T08:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-24T08:20:36.081Z</updated><title type='text'>The Dress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I don't really have any pics of me in it, but hopefully, I will wear it again soon and have a pic of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz2y-0BLyTw/Tdtp_Ccd1mI/AAAAAAAAAfY/m_gox8N8_Cw/s1600/sexy+dress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz2y-0BLyTw/Tdtp_Ccd1mI/AAAAAAAAAfY/m_gox8N8_Cw/s320/sexy+dress.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute Strapless Dress with sweater with brass buttons&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt5PHM48sPA/TdtqBQQLkZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YYB4ANIZQsQ/s1600/sexy+dress+close+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt5PHM48sPA/TdtqBQQLkZI/AAAAAAAAAfc/YYB4ANIZQsQ/s320/sexy+dress+close+up.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Close up.&amp;nbsp; There is a scarf like thingy that hangs down the front.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/12673169-7832488821275910171?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7832488821275910171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7832488821275910171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7832488821275910171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7832488821275910171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/05/dress.html' title='The Dress...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zz2y-0BLyTw/Tdtp_Ccd1mI/AAAAAAAAAfY/m_gox8N8_Cw/s72-c/sexy+dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6517141523787629730</id><published>2011-05-23T18:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-23T18:49:24.396Z</updated><title type='text'>I bought a dress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, I got paid on Friday and decided it was high time I buy a dress for Church on Sundays.&amp;nbsp; I have been wearing the same skirt and different tops every Sunday and it was high time to buy something lovely and summery for church!&amp;nbsp; I saw the dress and fell in love with it!&amp;nbsp; So, I bought it, wore it, and was sexy in it!&amp;nbsp; One of the best things I have worn in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt nice to be out of my usual skirt and in a nice comfortable dress.&amp;nbsp; I even attempted to actually style my hair for church!&amp;nbsp; Normally, I towel dry, throw some goop in it real quick, shake my head about a few times, do a few hair flips and call it good.&amp;nbsp; This time I did all those things and added a little straight ironing to one side of my bangs, did a few extra hair flips and added some finishing spray at the end.&amp;nbsp; Killed.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was quite lovely.&amp;nbsp; I was a little tired due to the fact that I was up most of the night with what I have determined to be some mild food poisoning, but thank goodness for a great roommate!&amp;nbsp; I finally knocked on her door around 4 a.m. (daylight hours here lol) and asked if she would take me to the store.&amp;nbsp; Bless her heart, she went without me and brought me some pepto bismol and maalox and let me go at it.&amp;nbsp; Pepto was my friend and I was able to finally fall asleep!&amp;nbsp; I ended up going to the YSA ward (congregation) only since they start at 130 pm.&amp;nbsp; I am glad Taylor didn't mind swooping to pick me up last minute!&amp;nbsp; I took a cab three times last week, so I was fixin' to save a few bucks, especially since I just bought my cute dress.&amp;nbsp; I also didn't want to go on the bus in my new dress.&amp;nbsp; Not the first time wearing it at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Mark also gave me a pair of hockey skates.&amp;nbsp; I plan to go out and start learning to skate soon, hopefully sometime this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-6517141523787629730?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6517141523787629730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6517141523787629730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6517141523787629730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6517141523787629730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-bought-dress.html' title='I bought a dress...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7924508023352535210</id><published>2011-05-21T01:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-21T01:25:23.395Z</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So much fun being had, and no updates??? What am I on???&amp;nbsp; Oh, Life, that's right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend was intense!&amp;nbsp; Whirlwind dating on Friday, a 31 and over Dance after Whirlwind dating, hung over aka dehydrated the next morning (so I didn't do any homework).&amp;nbsp; Saturday, besides being hungover, I cleaned up around my room, attended a baptism for my friend Stephanie, had lunch at Moose's tooth (amazing pizza), went to the mall with the girls, set up my TV in my room as well as my Xbox, went to a BBQ and Dance, then a late night at Villlage Inn, and some girl talk with Samira when I got home.&amp;nbsp; Sunday, more of the same, church, hangin' with Samira, made dinner for the sister missionaries and some friends, some Guitar hero World tour, some real guitar playing and singing, girl talk with Jessi, and finally sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week was full of the same type of stuff!&amp;nbsp; Monday night was a late night, even though I just wanted to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Tuesday, I had dinner with Kevin (finally, now he is heading back to Cali), Makr, and Gloria at Humpy's.&amp;nbsp; Way yummy!&amp;nbsp; Ended up going to the Wood Shed with Mark to do some Karaoke.&amp;nbsp; That was a blast and we rocked the mic.&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; A ltitle gangta's paradise!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend&amp;nbsp;starting now is busy too!&amp;nbsp; Today is the first day of summer and we are gonna enjoy it Alaska style!&amp;nbsp; The sun is out (a little to bright for my tastes) and it stays out a long time!&amp;nbsp; We are still gaining daylight and fixin' to get more and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people complain about Alaska, but they are the ones that don't like to get out and do stuff.&amp;nbsp; I prefer the winter, but I like the cold and dark.&amp;nbsp; Break Up was good too.&amp;nbsp; I like watching the transition and sloshing around the streets.&amp;nbsp; I haven't driven a car since I sold it before I left Cali and don't miss it a bit!&amp;nbsp; Between the bus, bike, cabs, and the ocasional ride from friends, I am not having trouble getting along without one.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are awesome!&amp;nbsp; Alaska is awesome!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Housing is cheaper than the Bay Area and I am making more per hour, so that is awesome!&amp;nbsp; My room is awesome!&amp;nbsp; I could do without the dog though.&amp;nbsp; He keeps me from sleeping!&amp;nbsp; He also makes me itch!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to follow!&amp;nbsp; I am off to enjoy my first night of Summer in Alaska!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&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/12673169-7924508023352535210?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7924508023352535210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7924508023352535210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7924508023352535210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7924508023352535210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/05/sheesh.html' title='Sheesh!!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2831378384524475471</id><published>2011-05-03T20:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-03T20:20:28.395Z</updated><title type='text'>Doing what I do in AK-49</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Days are going by so quickly!&amp;nbsp; Last week was awesome!&amp;nbsp; First week of work, went on a date dancing on Friday, spent Saturday with my girls and watching Fast Five (hot cars!!!), and doing the Church thing on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; A full week indeed!&amp;nbsp; This week, I am back into the swing of things and adding the gym to the schedule!&amp;nbsp; I haven't been in two weeks, so it's time!&amp;nbsp; We are gonna start a running program soon and I am way excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot going on this week and all are exciting.&amp;nbsp; Having lunch with my friend, Chris today, with Robert tomorrow, dinner and a movie with Spencer on Friday, and pizza and a movie with Philip, Joanna, and Matt.&amp;nbsp; Phew!&amp;nbsp; Gym tonight and on Thursday with Diane, and a bike ride Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; Homework, I hope to squeeze into the works somewhere in between, probably on the bus or while waiting for the bus.&amp;nbsp; I love the busy life!&amp;nbsp; I feel a good swim coming on!&amp;nbsp; The heater is working again at the pool from what I heard, so it's "back in the [saddle] again!"&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to give the lesson for FHE for the YSA group in&amp;nbsp;a few weeks on the Articles of Faith.&amp;nbsp; I'm not nervous, but I hope I do a good job.&amp;nbsp; I get so nervous when I have to do these types of things, which I know is quite normal, but I hope to appear like a non-crazy.&amp;nbsp; That's my goal.&lt;br /&gt;In RS on Sunday, I was having a difficult time with some of the comments that were being shared.&amp;nbsp; Clearly, there are a lot of youngins in the group, and I felt strongly, that I should share some of what I have learned throughout the years.&amp;nbsp; Whether it was my own sense of being, or the Spirit moving me to share, I am not sure.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, as it goes with emotions, that line was a little blurry, but I shared my insights with the group a few times to help stay on point.&amp;nbsp; After class was over, I was concerned I may have overstepped my bounds.&amp;nbsp; However, a few individuals approached me to let me know they shared my sentiments, but were not sure how or when to speak up and share.&amp;nbsp; I was happy to hear it as it relieved my concerns.&amp;nbsp; I have approached people before when I appreciated someone's insight because they were able to express something I felt but didn't know how to put into words.&amp;nbsp; I think that is part of what makes sharing insights so powerful.&amp;nbsp; At any rate, it was especially enlightening for me, as a result of the lesson, as I have put into action some of the things we talked about and it has been very fruitful!&amp;nbsp; More on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&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/12673169-2831378384524475471?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2831378384524475471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2831378384524475471&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2831378384524475471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2831378384524475471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/05/doing-what-i-do-in-ak-49.html' title='Doing what I do in AK-49'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4011641510559661668</id><published>2011-04-26T05:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-26T05:04:40.124Z</updated><title type='text'>First day on the new Job!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I started my new job today!&amp;nbsp; Ahem...you are now reading the blog of the Office Manager for a small subcontracting company in south Anchorage.&amp;nbsp; Yep, that's me!&amp;nbsp; The office is very laid back, t-shirts and jeans, snacks provided, a little fitness room, bathrooms that need my attention, and a few very cool dudes that are eager to have my computer skills put to work!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own desk, and a large corner of an open office!&amp;nbsp; It reminds me a lot of GDI, as all the office doors are open, the partners wear jeans, allegedly comb their hair, and are just cool to be around.&amp;nbsp; I got to listen to music all day long as I worked.&amp;nbsp; I did some of my favorite things!&amp;nbsp; I organized drawers full of supplies in a way that actually made sense!&amp;nbsp; Next time, Wade will go looking for triple A batteries in the drawer with batteries!&amp;nbsp; I also got to doctor up an Excel document that needed some attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....to be working again!&amp;nbsp; I am so glad to be working there!&amp;nbsp; Sure, I missed my first bus this morning, but the day was awesome.&amp;nbsp; One of the many blessings that came with my nearly 3 months of being unemployed in Alaska, was the amount of time I have had to learn the bus system.&amp;nbsp; Despite missing the bus that would have allowed for an optimum commuting experience, I was able to nearly without fuss determine an alternate plan.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I had two plans to choose from.&amp;nbsp; I love transit!&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow, I take the bike and that will make my trip home more exciting!&amp;nbsp; More than that, I can even take my bike and have a lunch time adventure in south Anchorage!&amp;nbsp; The Dimond center is not even half a mile away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so great!&amp;nbsp; They encouraged me to make my office space my own and told me if I needed anything, to just ask and they will go and buy it!&amp;nbsp; I am certain, I can make do with what we have, but it is cool just the same.&amp;nbsp; Off I got to get some decent sleep!&amp;nbsp; Good night, World!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4011641510559661668?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4011641510559661668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4011641510559661668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4011641510559661668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4011641510559661668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/04/first-day-on-new-job.html' title='First day on the new Job!!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1012772136691330917</id><published>2011-04-22T08:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-22T08:07:04.999Z</updated><title type='text'>Finally left Anchorage, up past Eagle River!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving Alaska!&amp;nbsp; Finally made it out of Anchorage to outside Wasilla (yes, that is where Sarah Palin is from and I think lives).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69j9CNb0o30/TbEv4QL1GlI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UP6niQxQWHo/s1600/IMG_3241.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69j9CNb0o30/TbEv4QL1GlI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UP6niQxQWHo/s200/IMG_3241.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On our way out of Anchorage&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQCn4SGdLak/TbEwCu-YyrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KNf_pexnPtM/s1600/IMG_3247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fQCn4SGdLak/TbEwCu-YyrI/AAAAAAAAAd0/KNf_pexnPtM/s200/IMG_3247.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ocmnR_5PMs/TbEv-ITZ6MI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Gvgjy9vr4pM/s1600/IMG_3246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ocmnR_5PMs/TbEv-ITZ6MI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Gvgjy9vr4pM/s200/IMG_3246.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzo1Pfe6oqY/TbEv7VND4PI/AAAAAAAAAds/tJRhDAqN2kk/s1600/IMG_3245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jzo1Pfe6oqY/TbEv7VND4PI/AAAAAAAAAds/tJRhDAqN2kk/s200/IMG_3245.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMftB7naUR0/TbEwN_G4cLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UVlBdbh5FCI/s1600/IMG_3251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uMftB7naUR0/TbEwN_G4cLI/AAAAAAAAAeA/UVlBdbh5FCI/s200/IMG_3251.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1WkXNRqcvM/TbEwGWvaZ1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/3FhkGaEJwTI/s1600/IMG_3248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y1WkXNRqcvM/TbEwGWvaZ1I/AAAAAAAAAd4/3FhkGaEJwTI/s200/IMG_3248.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWk-1UKnhPo/TbEwKS2dG9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/UmZmwnSgjeg/s1600/IMG_3249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWk-1UKnhPo/TbEwKS2dG9I/AAAAAAAAAd8/UmZmwnSgjeg/s200/IMG_3249.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piB0slGJ-O4/TbEwSIsjBjI/AAAAAAAAAeE/y_hmyLhCD9g/s1600/IMG_3252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-piB0slGJ-O4/TbEwSIsjBjI/AAAAAAAAAeE/y_hmyLhCD9g/s200/IMG_3252.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;my camera doesn't do it justice&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-58tT_s2rEYs/TbEwX0PHfhI/AAAAAAAAAeI/kW3X8fA4-ug/s1600/IMG_3255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-58tT_s2rEYs/TbEwX0PHfhI/AAAAAAAAAeI/kW3X8fA4-ug/s200/IMG_3255.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSp3WObn8e0/TbEweX_U2ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZlfOjsTlM0M/s1600/IMG_3256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NSp3WObn8e0/TbEweX_U2ZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ZlfOjsTlM0M/s200/IMG_3256.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ugIVbxZWdo/TbEwjt8bOGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/mXU0Q8jr1Yo/s1600/IMG_3257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_ugIVbxZWdo/TbEwjt8bOGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/mXU0Q8jr1Yo/s200/IMG_3257.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPS04MqaKq0/TbEw4eNM-TI/AAAAAAAAAec/sRXpI48l7r0/s1600/IMG_3261.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPS04MqaKq0/TbEw4eNM-TI/AAAAAAAAAec/sRXpI48l7r0/s200/IMG_3261.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's so friggin' gorgeous&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zh65oh_c9X0/TbEwpipGwaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/mIy2eM9uCCs/s1600/IMG_3259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zh65oh_c9X0/TbEwpipGwaI/AAAAAAAAAeU/mIy2eM9uCCs/s200/IMG_3259.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1PfSdxm28k/TbEwwjGtjwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9dONZddGwB8/s1600/IMG_3260.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U1PfSdxm28k/TbEwwjGtjwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/9dONZddGwB8/s200/IMG_3260.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2VklDEP7m4/TbExEwOo8EI/AAAAAAAAAeg/htlAnJdaH40/s1600/IMG_3263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2VklDEP7m4/TbExEwOo8EI/AAAAAAAAAeg/htlAnJdaH40/s200/IMG_3263.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DoNm4OoQhjY/TbExN_6EsmI/AAAAAAAAAek/GehiC5QZ0OI/s1600/IMG_3264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DoNm4OoQhjY/TbExN_6EsmI/AAAAAAAAAek/GehiC5QZ0OI/s200/IMG_3264.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FT_KV1G8qI/TbExlMg4t-I/AAAAAAAAAes/VewpppLbbGc/s1600/IMG_3266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8FT_KV1G8qI/TbExlMg4t-I/AAAAAAAAAes/VewpppLbbGc/s200/IMG_3266.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsea taking aim&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvdGLRLyNfc/TbExY1aTJBI/AAAAAAAAAeo/25XzpvLTaas/s1600/IMG_3265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvdGLRLyNfc/TbExY1aTJBI/AAAAAAAAAeo/25XzpvLTaas/s200/IMG_3265.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAn83USLVCI/TbExvIa50YI/AAAAAAAAAew/wAOjICqq-WE/s1600/IMG_3267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QAn83USLVCI/TbExvIa50YI/AAAAAAAAAew/wAOjICqq-WE/s200/IMG_3267.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris picking a target&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWsW-npI6Ps/TbEx4Vv83bI/AAAAAAAAAe0/UAoFFfccvpw/s1600/IMG_3268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWsW-npI6Ps/TbEx4Vv83bI/AAAAAAAAAe0/UAoFFfccvpw/s200/IMG_3268.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbu2yw5sJEA/TbEyWcZGBII/AAAAAAAAAe8/ryyY50lNcCs/s1600/IMG_3273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rbu2yw5sJEA/TbEyWcZGBII/AAAAAAAAAe8/ryyY50lNcCs/s200/IMG_3273.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;side by side at "the range"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hq2KcoJdqRA/TbEyHnFPkyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vwSrT1aA1tw/s1600/IMG_3270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hq2KcoJdqRA/TbEyHnFPkyI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vwSrT1aA1tw/s200/IMG_3270.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;about half "the range" it was a whopping $2.50 to get a range this awesome.&amp;nbsp; Thrift store cookie tins and their lids!!!&amp;nbsp; So much fun!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PkWQLzvIAoc/TbEyib2kYjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4vZPjxpQmZ4/s1600/IMG_3274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PkWQLzvIAoc/TbEyib2kYjI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4vZPjxpQmZ4/s200/IMG_3274.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was starting to get late...closing in on 9 o'clock&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NTzJ_TZzTg/TbEyxEGXMTI/AAAAAAAAAfE/JGUO8C3DYBw/s1600/IMG_3275.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6NTzJ_TZzTg/TbEyxEGXMTI/AAAAAAAAAfE/JGUO8C3DYBw/s200/IMG_3275.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love the trees and the mountains in the background&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7tphqRZNag/TbEzAznujWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/hj1puM6SqUE/s1600/IMG_3276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7tphqRZNag/TbEzAznujWI/AAAAAAAAAfI/hj1puM6SqUE/s200/IMG_3276.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;working on my gun skills&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfRlcxLgFhs/TbEzi563bJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y8zohUiIdjY/s1600/IMG_3281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jfRlcxLgFhs/TbEzi563bJI/AAAAAAAAAfU/y8zohUiIdjY/s200/IMG_3281.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;lots of clouds lately.&amp;nbsp; I love it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WVjNjeNR7zY/TbEzXP_0-5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/RsJTAIZBSaM/s1600/IMG_3279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WVjNjeNR7zY/TbEzXP_0-5I/AAAAAAAAAfQ/RsJTAIZBSaM/s200/IMG_3279.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H18JqAtmNTE/TbEzNyHrBaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/XQkLaCznWcw/s1600/IMG_3277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H18JqAtmNTE/TbEzNyHrBaI/AAAAAAAAAfM/XQkLaCznWcw/s200/IMG_3277.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;just posing here...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-1012772136691330917?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1012772136691330917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1012772136691330917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1012772136691330917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1012772136691330917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/04/finally-left-anchorage-up-past-eagle.html' title='Finally left Anchorage, up past Eagle River!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-69j9CNb0o30/TbEv4QL1GlI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UP6niQxQWHo/s72-c/IMG_3241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1289376820868790121</id><published>2011-04-20T07:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-20T07:17:19.695Z</updated><title type='text'>Gave a talk at Church</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Enduring to the End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;What does it mean to endure to the end?&amp;nbsp; This is a broad topic, and in the interest in time, I plan to focus on a small aspect.&amp;nbsp; President Ucthdorf has mentioned on a number of occasions the war filled childhood he experienced as a refugee.&amp;nbsp; He has said that during this time of despondency, his family came to learn and know of the gospel of Jesus Christ.&amp;nbsp; He says “This message made all the difference; it lifted us above our daily misery. Life was still thorny and the circumstances still horrible, but the gospel brought light, hope, and joy into our lives.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;As a convert, I have dedicated time to introspection of my life as it is, as it was and as it could have been.&amp;nbsp; I recall having three “tools” for coping with life without the gospel.&amp;nbsp; I called them “my gut,” the conviction of the idea about “light at the end of the tunnel,” and the “Jordan Side.”&amp;nbsp; Quickly, the “Jordan Side” I remember telling my friend in the 7&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade went something like this “Vince, there is the saying that there are 3 sides to every experience.&amp;nbsp; The dark side, the bright side, and the Jordan side.”&amp;nbsp; It wasn’t just the bright side, since my logic based processor needed more than just an idea to see the good.&amp;nbsp; I always had to find more than the bright side, it had to serve a greater purpose to every experience, providing it was logical.&amp;nbsp; My “gut” I now call “the spirit.”&amp;nbsp; The convictions that there would be light at the end of the tunnel even though I couldn’t see it, I now call “hope.” And that Jordan side of things I call finding “Joy” in all things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;President Ucthdorf said “The plain and simple truths of the gospel warmed our hearts and enlightened our minds. They helped us look at ourselves and the world around us with different eyes and from an elevated viewpoint.” AS he spoke of joy, light, and hope, I’d like to spend a few moments that I have to center my comments on “HOPE” and finding our own way to see the world from that “elevated viewpoint.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;I remember challenging times in my life and working hard to convince myself that there would be light at the end of the tunnel, even though I couldn’t see it.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to see it.&amp;nbsp; I hoped to see it.&amp;nbsp; The “hope” that I would inevitably see or find that light, was my driving force.&amp;nbsp; When we lose hope, we lose desire to push onward towards the destination we have been seeking.&amp;nbsp; Without that intestinal fortitude to move forward in our temporal and spiritual lives, we will cease to engage in forward progress and in a sense cease to exist as the glorious children our Heavenly Father wants us to be.&amp;nbsp; I love this quote “Hope has the power to fill our lives with happiness.&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;Its absence—when this desire of our heart is delayed—can make “the heart sick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;President Uchtdorf also refers to hope as part of a three-legged stool and with Hope, faith, and Charity, we can have stability in our lives regardless of what surface we find ourselves upon.&amp;nbsp; We find examples in the scriptures with The Apostle Paul that scriptures were written to the end that we “might have hope.”&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;We can all have hope, as it is a wonderful gift of the Spirit.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;With a hope that through the Atonement of our Savior, power of His Resurrection, we will also be resurrected and through faith in our Savior.&lt;sup&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/sup&gt;&amp;nbsp;I would like to echo President Uchtdorf's words “we have the responsibility to make it an active part of our lives and overcome the temptation to lose hope. Hope in our Heavenly Father’s merciful plan of happiness leads to peace,&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;mercy,&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;rejoicing,&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;and gladness.&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;The hope of salvation is like a protective helmet;&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;it is the foundation of our faith&lt;sup&gt; &lt;/sup&gt;and an anchor to our souls.&lt;sup&gt; " &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;ej&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Cambria&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&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/12673169-1289376820868790121?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1289376820868790121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1289376820868790121&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1289376820868790121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1289376820868790121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/04/gave-talk-at-church.html' title='Gave a talk at Church'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6213212088460660456</id><published>2011-04-04T08:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-04-04T08:08:42.995Z</updated><title type='text'>"Weclome to Alaska!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldU9EN-LxvA/TZl6MLmMk7I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Kxpnl5MpVEQ/s1600/846+pm+alaska+april+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldU9EN-LxvA/TZl6MLmMk7I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Kxpnl5MpVEQ/s320/846+pm+alaska+april+1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2046 alaska standard time :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;And so it begins!&amp;nbsp; On Thursday evening I stayed home and enjoyed some time alone.&amp;nbsp; I watched "The Switch" and after it ended I felt sleepy like it was nearing my bedtime, but judging by the light coming through the windows I knew it was too early.&amp;nbsp; Or was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I checked my phone for messages and noticed that the time read as 2046 or 8:46 pm.&amp;nbsp; I looked at my phone, then looked out the window.&amp;nbsp; I looked at my phone, then out the window.&amp;nbsp; I walked to the front door and opened it, then looked at my phone.&amp;nbsp; I checked the time on the microwave, then on the stove.&amp;nbsp; Back to the front door, and looked at my phone.&amp;nbsp; Feeling out of sorts, and needing proof of it, I snapped a photo with my phone and sent it to my friend Grace (HI, GRACE!!!).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQS1pENoQjI/TZl6PlT-bZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5MXO-_59Fg4/s1600/904+pm+alaska+april+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DQS1pENoQjI/TZl6PlT-bZI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/5MXO-_59Fg4/s320/904+pm+alaska+april+1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2104 alaska standard time&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just couldn't wrap my head around it!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; I mean, I knew that there was more light in the summer, but since there is still snow I didn't think that the extended daylight had begun so soon!!!&amp;nbsp; I was so excited, confused, and eager to share that I ran up to my room and decided to take another picture from my window.&amp;nbsp; The lights had come on by that time and I could still see pretty well.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I could see the mountains over the tops of the units across from my window.&amp;nbsp; It was after nine o'clock and still pretty light out.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I get a job and save up for a nice bike, I plan to be out on the trails and exploring the city by way of bicycle riding!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The weekend was quite nice.&amp;nbsp; It was General Conference and I was able to watch all the sessions!&amp;nbsp; Yay!&amp;nbsp; I also finished a book, and started and finished two others.&amp;nbsp; They were easy reads and fun.&amp;nbsp; Aunt Carolyn sent them to me shortly after arriving to Alaska.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Aunt Carolyn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My roommate is awesome by the way, and the friends I have made here are amazing!&amp;nbsp; I went to dinner with two girls I have made friends with and it was super fun.&amp;nbsp; We had Thai food, went to Baskin Robins, and talked until I couldn't stay awake any longer.&amp;nbsp; Good times, good times.&amp;nbsp; Here's to gaining lots of daylight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ej &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/12673169-6213212088460660456?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6213212088460660456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6213212088460660456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6213212088460660456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6213212088460660456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/04/weclome-to-alaska.html' title='&quot;Weclome to Alaska!&quot;'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldU9EN-LxvA/TZl6MLmMk7I/AAAAAAAAAdM/Kxpnl5MpVEQ/s72-c/846+pm+alaska+april+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1089787246907607793</id><published>2011-03-26T07:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-26T07:43:35.769Z</updated><title type='text'>A Giant aHmong them</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Quick note:&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My cousin’s husband, Jimi, is retiring out of the Army and they have decided to return to Jimi’s home state, Maryland.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They plan to be leaving the state of Alaska by April 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am sad to see them go.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I have felt so blessed to have been able to make the transition with family and their generosity.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I am very grateful for all they have done for me since I have made this move to Alaska.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I even like their dogs (or sons), Rascoe and Bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Tonight, I played volleyball with the Hmong Branch (a local congregation of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints).&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My roommate, Joanna, plays the organ for their branch during their sacrament meeting and has been inviting me to attend.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Since I have been spending the weekends in Anchorage to spend time with friends, and now that I am going to be moving into Anchorage by the end of the month, I have been trying to create a good network of friends here and in that effort finally agreed to go with here.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I wish I had taken pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;They were a fun bunch!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They played their own way.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Even for those that just stood there and only made contact with the ball because they were protecting their face received a shout “Good!!!”&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;or “Good try!”&lt;br /&gt;It made me smile to see random little kids sprinting on and off the court between plays just to be mischievous.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They were so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;A few things of note…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;First of all, when they were setting up the net, I thought they were testing it out before raising the net to the height we usually use.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Nope.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not the case.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It really was set that low.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Secondly, the “Hmong Way” means that any number of people can be on either side of the court at any given time, and sometimes, there will be two people side by side (literally) occupying the said space and will not, nor are they required, to rotate to a new position after a sideout occurs.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This being said, they are also not harassed for not moving to play the ball if it requires them to move their feet from their given position.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They will simply stay in the spot for the span of 2 games, 5 games, all games, whatever.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Next, they have a “permanent setter,” which only means that the person will never rotate unless they choose to switch with someone, then that person becomes the “setter.”&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I use the term “setter” very loosely.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes, there is a permanent server in a game and everyone else, less the “setter” rotates, but sometimes, they rotate too.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It all depends.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s the Hmong way.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Just have fun.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Laugh a lot.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Be competitive with what you got, but not really.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;It sounds complicated, but it really isn’t.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;With that all being said, it was a good time had by all and I would love to attend again at some other time.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I truly was a giant aHmong them.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;LOL!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I stand a modest 5’8” and I was the tallest person there.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;My arms held above my head, my fingertips cleared the net and as I stood at the net and faced the opposing teams “setter” I felt like a giant.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I would “stand ready” by bending my knees and resting my hands on my knees so that I wouldn’t appear to tower above him just because I could.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I literally looked and felt like a giant.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Not only was I almost a foot taller, but I am also large in stature.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Three of them together would almost equal one of me.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was crazy awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have a few volleyball skills, but my goal wasn’t to smash the ball in their faces.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It wasn’t that kind of competitive fun.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sure, my team lost the first three in a row, but everyone was laughing.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We promised to make a comeback.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We did, and just barely.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;No matter how we changed our strategy, they almost always seemed to thwart our efforts though.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Or, in most cases, we thwarted our own efforts.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We were consistent that is for sure.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Remember that time we were winning 10-0 and then lost?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, me neither.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Hahaha!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now, I raise my small but wonderful glass of Silk’s Chocolate Soy milk as a night cap and say, “Here’s to being a giant aHmong them, and to my new Hmong friends that took me in without question.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cheers!”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;ej &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/12673169-1089787246907607793?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1089787246907607793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1089787246907607793&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1089787246907607793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1089787246907607793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/03/giant-ahmong-them.html' title='A Giant aHmong them'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1818675836154243823</id><published>2011-03-25T05:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-25T05:37:20.953Z</updated><title type='text'>I saw Moose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vEJniurL6cA/TYwpf-svUEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_lWmLBf1gBY/s1600/moose.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vEJniurL6cA/TYwpf-svUEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_lWmLBf1gBY/s320/moose.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"bullwinkle" though it would be more appropriate to call her "cow-winkle"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I saw my first moose today while riding on the bus.&amp;nbsp; It was exciting.&amp;nbsp; The only other "wildlife" I have seen have been bald eagles on tops of trees while going down the highway.&amp;nbsp; I was excited to see them, don't get me wrong, but it was such a distance.&amp;nbsp; Here I was sitting on the bus and out the window is this big ol' moose going at a tree.&amp;nbsp; It was crazy to see how strong that thing was.&amp;nbsp; I snapped a photo with my camera phone.&amp;nbsp; The range is terrible on my phone, so that gives you an idea of how close it was to the road.&amp;nbsp; To add to my excitement, while walking home tonight, I got pretty close to another moose by accident.&amp;nbsp; As soon as I realized there was a big moose staring at me, I promptly and cautiously crossed to the other side of the street and when I had crossed the road (thank goodness there weren't any cars at that moment), it stopped staring at me and started eating again.&amp;nbsp; I opted out of trying to shoot a photo of the moose for a number of reasons!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I'll see many more, but it was exciting to finally see one of these things up close and personal.&amp;nbsp; Now, I didn't look under their skirts, but I am pretty sure they were females.&amp;nbsp; They were pretty big and didn't have the antlers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-1818675836154243823?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1818675836154243823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1818675836154243823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1818675836154243823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1818675836154243823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-saw-moose.html' title='I saw Moose!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vEJniurL6cA/TYwpf-svUEI/AAAAAAAAAc4/_lWmLBf1gBY/s72-c/moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2421761357387899107</id><published>2011-03-23T00:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-23T00:31:30.274Z</updated><title type='text'>Is it Break Up, or just Fake Break Up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D3Wfakl2O5A/TYk32tfMrxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/K7kVkSV5klo/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D3Wfakl2O5A/TYk32tfMrxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/K7kVkSV5klo/s320/039.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep, that's grass, ice, and some snow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Well, the last few days have been quite an adventure.&amp;nbsp; I saw my very first Alaskan grass and dirt that is actual soil, not that dirt they throw on toss on the road!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Because of the warm temperatures (above 30), ice sculptures are melting, snow banks are melting, trees appear to getting "taller," I can see more and more sidewalk, and bus stop benches are appearing seemingly out of nowhere!&amp;nbsp; The sheet of ice along paths are so thin, I can see brown and green grass, and sometimes actually walk on concrete.&amp;nbsp; The crosswalks are getting "longer" and my ice "islands" are getting smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two interviews this week.&amp;nbsp; Both sound like good opportunities, but we'll see how things go.&amp;nbsp; I have an offer at one organization, but they want me to work Sundays.&amp;nbsp; I told them I would not work Sundays, so they offered me a job of lesser pay, and no benefits.&amp;nbsp; I don't know that I feel good about that, so I am going to let the opportunity go by.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow is an interview in South Anchorage and I am hoping the weather holds up.&amp;nbsp; It started to snow a bit today as I was heading to a bus stop, but it melted right away because it was pretty warm out.&amp;nbsp; All I need is warm enough weather for tomorrow's interview so I don't have to fight the wind and snow, but if I do, I will be prepared.&amp;nbsp; I love it when the temperature lingers at about 29-31 degrees.&amp;nbsp; It is just cold enough to wear a long sleeve and a sweatshirt, and just warm enough that if you're running around without your sweatshirt, you can be perfectly comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_EdeDv6maJk/TYk8ne_vXTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pbvy6-wTkNk/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_EdeDv6maJk/TYk8ne_vXTI/AAAAAAAAAcw/pbvy6-wTkNk/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;an accidental pic of myself on the bus LOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week was jammed packed with goodness.&amp;nbsp; On Thursday, I participated in a service activity at the Alaska Food Bank and had a blast.&amp;nbsp; We packaged frozen carrots to be distributed to families in need.&amp;nbsp; It felt good to do a service project like that.&amp;nbsp; Sure, I got to use a crowbar, and a large metal spike thingy and bash icy carrots with all my might, but that's not the only reason I had fun.&amp;nbsp; I got to meet some cool peeps, and the cabbie was super cool.&amp;nbsp; I shoulda got his number in case I ever need to take a cab again.&amp;nbsp; On Friday, it was ward game night with the YSA at the Institute of Religion building.&amp;nbsp; I played ping pong, shot pool, and played catch phrase.&amp;nbsp; I also got to mingle with some cool peeps and meet some new ones too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8NqG4WatV44/TYk8sxVs4lI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0dkMoDme_A8/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-8NqG4WatV44/TYk8sxVs4lI/AAAAAAAAAc0/0dkMoDme_A8/s320/004.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last week dancing at Lion Hotel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I stayed up way too late, and thought I may have jeopardized my chances of doing well on my back to back finals Saturday morning.&amp;nbsp; Apparently, I do really well under pressure and with lack of sleep.&amp;nbsp; I didn't study at all after passing my midterms, even though I intended to, but good intentions were all that they were.&amp;nbsp; Despite my failure to prepare properly, I did really, really well on my finals.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I received better marks on my finals over my mid-terms.&amp;nbsp; Go figure.&amp;nbsp; I still need to finish my science lab and then onto my other classes.&amp;nbsp; Go me!&amp;nbsp; Can't let school go by the wayside, since returning to school is why I came to Alaska in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After passing my finals, I got a call from my friends Christina and Diane.&amp;nbsp; They wanted to grab lunch so we headed to the grand opening of a Subway!&amp;nbsp; It was a blast!&amp;nbsp; Somehow, we managed to spend over two and a half hours at Subway!&amp;nbsp; I love spending time with people and time passes without you knowing.&amp;nbsp; That's when you know you're in good company.&amp;nbsp; =)&amp;nbsp; My new roomie to be invited me to play cards with some people, so on Saturday night we went to Randy's house.&amp;nbsp; Randy is a cool guy.&amp;nbsp; He works on the slope, so his work schedule is a little different.&amp;nbsp; He's not a slope worker, but a computer guy who works up on the slope.&amp;nbsp; He baked some halibut and we all chatted, played spades, and chatted some more.&amp;nbsp; Bottom line of the very fun evening...I didn't get to sleep until after four the next morning.&amp;nbsp; Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be fun too!&amp;nbsp; Besides having homework, I also have some volleyball to play on Friday, and a double date on Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; Yes, Nancy, he's LDS.&amp;nbsp; =)&amp;nbsp; It is nothing serious, but dates are always fun!&amp;nbsp; Even if they are not ideal, they always make for great stories!&amp;nbsp; It's a blind date on my end, but I am not concerned.&amp;nbsp; I plan to wear my green sweater and black pants.&amp;nbsp; I wore the same outfit dancing and was never wanting for a partner.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2421761357387899107?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2421761357387899107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2421761357387899107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2421761357387899107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2421761357387899107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/03/is-it-break-up-or-just-fake-break-up.html' title='Is it Break Up, or just Fake Break Up?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-D3Wfakl2O5A/TYk32tfMrxI/AAAAAAAAAcs/K7kVkSV5klo/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2794147817752692698</id><published>2011-03-11T06:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-11T06:10:52.023Z</updated><title type='text'>Update Past Due</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-nVFMQUQHaAQ/TXm6GO2W4CI/AAAAAAAAAcc/W3PcpZc5Si4/s320/036.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;another back yard shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Here I am 35 days into my Alaskan adventure!&amp;nbsp; I have two jobs:&amp;nbsp; Residential Care Worker at a youth rehabilitation center (kind of like a group home, except they all suffer from some sort of substance abuse and follow the rules more LOL), and as Executive Assistant to the President of Charter College (sounds fancy huh).&amp;nbsp; I started my job as an EA on Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; In the land of casual, I happen to land one of the few jobs that actually require business dress!&amp;nbsp; So, since I have been in Alaska, I have worn more nice clothes and makeup than I have in the past 15 years combined!&amp;nbsp; LOL!!!&amp;nbsp; Go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s3URC0_PBb8/TXm6IAIOwXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GZHyJ7SgWN8/s1600/038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-s3URC0_PBb8/TXm6IAIOwXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/GZHyJ7SgWN8/s200/038.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lady was getting a little long winded at church&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was accused of looking so "modern" at church last week!&amp;nbsp; It cracks me up, since I am the least fancy dresser I know!&amp;nbsp; Well, until I moved here!&amp;nbsp; I love that everything is so casual, but people here make me feel like I am a fancy dresser!&amp;nbsp; Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cvghnCv1Yhw/TXm5z8ry7mI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NzqjgQ1ENs8/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cvghnCv1Yhw/TXm5z8ry7mI/AAAAAAAAAcI/NzqjgQ1ENs8/s320/005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;at the bus stop&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am learning my way around town and even gave someone directions, and another asked for information on a bus line.&amp;nbsp; I felt good informing them how to get somewhere and not sending them in the wrong direction.&amp;nbsp; I did that once!&amp;nbsp; Getting lost is the best way to learn your way around I have learned.&amp;nbsp; I took the wrong bus on purpose the other day to avoid a guy who was getting a little too friendly.&amp;nbsp; His name was "Styles from Minnesota" and had liquor on his breath, which is pretty standard at a bus stop. I've been offered alcohol at the bus stop more times in the last month than I have in the last year when out on the town!&amp;nbsp; Good thing I have good enough sense to say "no."&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Zvfi6mo-E_o/TXm6MYm8iEI/AAAAAAAAAco/Qqx0H6RO8mY/s1600/006.JPG" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Zvfi6mo-E_o/TXm6MYm8iEI/AAAAAAAAAco/Qqx0H6RO8mY/s200/006.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am hoping to find my stride soon.&amp;nbsp; Now that I am working, and have my finals lined up, and hopefully get my science lab done, school will be done for the term and I will be ready for the next term.&amp;nbsp; I am really looking forward to the next term, as I will be close to getting into the meat of my degree.&amp;nbsp; Makes me feel that much closer to finishing and reaching my goal.&amp;nbsp; It's why I moved to Alaska, it's why I returned to school after all these years.&amp;nbsp; Let's get it done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gm7f1ZH3Dlk/TXm6CzZYXqI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4bXCGfsATV4/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-gm7f1ZH3Dlk/TXm6CzZYXqI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/4bXCGfsATV4/s320/014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;waiting for the bus&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-idpstPjvNwQ/TXm6AGCWMHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zQz0eVco1ss/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-idpstPjvNwQ/TXm6AGCWMHI/AAAAAAAAAcM/zQz0eVco1ss/s320/006.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;after a weekend of snow&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FsK5I0xRcmA/TXm6EJehG5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/xGom27JLGDg/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FsK5I0xRcmA/TXm6EJehG5I/AAAAAAAAAcY/xGom27JLGDg/s320/027.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;fur rondy races, no driver LOL he rolled off the line&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vd9QwRViCrg/TXm6Dbh_XRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/I8fTV_uKlpc/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-vd9QwRViCrg/TXm6Dbh_XRI/AAAAAAAAAcU/I8fTV_uKlpc/s320/026.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was exciting to watch so close up&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--wBFnr6TpfE/TXm6KjEdfhI/AAAAAAAAAck/9g4WE5agzXM/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/--wBFnr6TpfE/TXm6KjEdfhI/AAAAAAAAAck/9g4WE5agzXM/s400/041.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joanna didn't know what cracklin oat bran was, they have it in Alaska!!!&amp;nbsp; 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I got a ride into town for Stake Conference.&amp;nbsp; Let me talk about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to arrive early for Stake Conference, since, unlike the Bay Area, the director of the choir was in need of breathing bodies to participate in the choir.&amp;nbsp; Since there are less people in Alaska, there are not as many willing people to sing in the choir.&amp;nbsp; If there are willing participants out in the Bush, they can't make the trip for it.&amp;nbsp; Therefore, she was begging for people to participate.&amp;nbsp; I attended the Beach Lake ward on Sunday, which is where the director attends and begged during Sunday School and Relief Society.&amp;nbsp; I decided, that despite my confidence as a choir participant, I enjoy singing and as long as I don't offend the Lord's ears I will do just fine!&amp;nbsp; So, I made arrangements to attend choir practice later that day, and to participate the following week at Stake Conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stake Conference was here before I knew it and I was terribly nervous as Jimi drove me into town.&amp;nbsp; When I found a seat on stage, I realized there were microphones setup and one right next to me!!!&amp;nbsp; Yikes!&amp;nbsp; I became even more nervous, especially when the IT person said that the mics were very sensitive and were picking up the sound of the seats flipping up when we stood.&amp;nbsp; That meant that everyone in the building would hear me!&amp;nbsp; That completely terrified me.&amp;nbsp; I finally said a little prayer and felt calm for the first time that morning.&amp;nbsp; Here I was, not even nine o'clock and already traveled a roller coaster of emotions.&amp;nbsp; Finally, we began to go over the pieces we planned to sing for the conference.&amp;nbsp; We sang two preludes, a special number, and the closing song.&amp;nbsp; It was quite a fun experience, and later at dinner, my new friends shared with me that they thought the humble stake choir actually sounded nice this time!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; That was definitely a good feeling.&amp;nbsp; Especially, when I found out they actually broadcast stake conference to three Bush areas in the state!&amp;nbsp; That's over a thousand miles away from where we sat!!!&amp;nbsp; Had I known that last week, I don't know if I would have followed through with it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stake Conference was really good!&amp;nbsp; One of the speakers was the Branch president of one of the Bush District areas.&amp;nbsp; He hadn't attended (outside of the broadcasts) a stake conference in over ten years.&amp;nbsp; His talk and testimony were uplifting and sincere.&amp;nbsp; I really enjoyed listening he and his wife's testimonies of life and church in the Bush village/city of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kotzebue,_Alaska"&gt;Kotzebue&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It also let me know that when I get out to The Bush to teach, there will be a place for me to maintain an active church life.&amp;nbsp; The gospel is the same everywhere and even here over 3000 miles from where I have lived for over a decade, the gospel of Jesus Christ lives, breathes, and grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the speakers quoted one of my favorite poems called "The Man in the Glass."&amp;nbsp; I remember my high school basketball coach giving each of us a framed copy of the poem and a compass.&amp;nbsp; I have kept both over the years, as well as a compass that Nancy (Hi, Nancy (= ) gave me some years back.&amp;nbsp; The compass has been a great symbol for me, both morally and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had dinner with three individuals:&amp;nbsp; Taylor (male, 28ish), Diane (female, 26ish), and Christina (female, 26ish).&amp;nbsp; They all come very different walks of life.&amp;nbsp; Diane...born and raised in Alaska but in the area where she says they "wear a rifle across their backs" and the movie "Brother Bear" is not allowed to be played in schools because of its anti-hunting message.&amp;nbsp; However, I didn't get that from the movie, just a message to respect the hunt, but whatever, we won't get into that.&amp;nbsp; She teaches French at a local middle school.&amp;nbsp; Christina, born and raised on a Navajo reservation on the Arizona side and English as her second language.&amp;nbsp; She works as a physical therapist's assistant.&amp;nbsp; Really cool girl and we've decided a pathological liar, at least when it comes to the stories she tells about Taylor.&amp;nbsp; Ahhh, Taylor...the token man of the evening.&amp;nbsp; Born and raised in Utah and came to Alaska because Alaska chose him and not the other way around.&amp;nbsp; A speech therapist of only 9 months and served a Spanish speaking mission in Oregon.&amp;nbsp; Go, Ducks!!!&amp;nbsp; We had dinner, chatted, and watched a wonderfully Sunday appropriate film and then called it a night.&amp;nbsp; Good times.&amp;nbsp; After Taylor dropped me off at the Baxter condo, I spent some time chatting with my other new friend Joanna.&amp;nbsp; Nice girl and look forward to many an adventure with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I have been busy studying, returning phone calls for jobs I can't interview for because I just accepted a temp job to last 2 months, and preparing for my midterm that I plan to take as soon as I finish this entry.&amp;nbsp; I also got to see a hot police officer at the Downtown Transit Center as he pulled a kid aside to "chat" by the police car.&amp;nbsp; I am not gonna lie, I was hoping he wanted to talk to me too!&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a full day I have had!&amp;nbsp; As I close this entry, I would like to add one more thing.&amp;nbsp; Never, forget to take an extra pair of socks with you.&amp;nbsp; Just in case you decide to walk along a path, accidentally lose your footing, and step only inches off the said path, right into snow that has not been trodded on, therefore you sink halfway up your leg and snow goes into your boot, but since you brought your boots but forgot socks, now your foot is awfully cold.&amp;nbsp; Just sayin' is all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7285056904213198177?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7285056904213198177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7285056904213198177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7285056904213198177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7285056904213198177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/02/dont-forget-pair-of-socks.html' title='Don&apos;t forget a pair of socks!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5074736036789855084</id><published>2011-02-18T18:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:33:42.805Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I bought a bus pass today and went on my maiden voyage to Anchorage via public transit.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited!&amp;nbsp; It was half price because the month is halfway through, so that was nice.&amp;nbsp; I learned a lot today, and the bus system is fairly easy downtown.&amp;nbsp; That is a benefit of having a city that is relatively small - less chance of you getting completely lost downtown.&amp;nbsp; Just jump on a bus, and you will at least get to the transit center and you will be able to figure out from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started off at the Eagle River transit center when my cousin Barbara dropped me off.&amp;nbsp; I spoke to a lady on the phone yesterday that told me the bus only came to the Eagle River Transit Center, even though there is a bus stop right outside our housing area.&amp;nbsp; After talking with people at the bus stop, and later the bus driver, it was confirmed that the bus does move along Eagle River, although it is limited service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went into town for an interview at a staffing agency.&amp;nbsp; It went well.&amp;nbsp; I got there an hour and a half early so I hung out in the downstairs lobby.&amp;nbsp; I walked to the bus stop and jumped on the first bus that rolled through.&amp;nbsp; Wouldn't you know it?&amp;nbsp; It went right where I wanted it to go! :)&amp;nbsp; I found a big Starbucks to work on my homework and take some tests for the staffing agency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pleasant surprise, was Barbara came and had her lunch break there with me and helped me apply for some military base jobs.&amp;nbsp; I know she laughs at me and thinks I'm a dork, but that's okay.&amp;nbsp; I spent most of my day in that Starbucks, then went on foot to try and find that transit center!&amp;nbsp; I totally passed my street and ended up on a fun trek through Anchorage.&amp;nbsp; I finally found my way and the need for gloves was apparent.&amp;nbsp; I left them in my jacket I use when I take the dogs out, so I was missing the gloves today. It was negative three when I left home, and it was nineteen degrees when I finally made it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed my bus to Eagle River, because I was waiting in the wrong place.&amp;nbsp; Another thing learned today.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I also learned that I have to take pay more attention to the street and bus signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I got to Eagle River, I pulled the chain too early!&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; So, it was a nice trek on foot to make it home, and without gloves!&amp;nbsp; So, needless to say, I was a little cold when I got home!&amp;nbsp; But, I love the briskness of the weather, providing I am wearing appropriate clothing.&amp;nbsp; Sheesh!&amp;nbsp; it is all about the gloves.&amp;nbsp; Have I already mentioned that? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-504571815079069156?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/504571815079069156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=504571815079069156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/504571815079069156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/504571815079069156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/02/goodbye-cabin-fever.html' title='Goodbye Cabin Fever!!!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3209386437628248587</id><published>2011-02-10T15:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-10T15:06:29.058Z</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Here I am...just a few days into a&amp;nbsp; new chapter in my life and I am already getting cabin fever.&amp;nbsp; Not that I have been cooped up the whole time, but as active as many know I am, it is hard for me to sit around this much.&amp;nbsp; I have managed to do a good deal of homework though.&amp;nbsp; I have been here since late Saturday night and here is what I have managed to get accomplished:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RUbETX4DkQ/TVP8WUX_mnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/S3AJYetZdQM/s1600/photo8.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RUbETX4DkQ/TVP8WUX_mnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/S3AJYetZdQM/s320/photo8.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I went to the YSA ward in Anchorage and met a few new people.&amp;nbsp; One girl, Kirsten, was especially helpful when she pulled the price tag off my cute coat I bought just for Alaska.&amp;nbsp; I got it on clearance just for Alaska while on vacation in San Diego.&amp;nbsp; Sheesh!&amp;nbsp; Sure glad she caught that before I met too many people.&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; Church was fairly uneventful, mostly because my head was pounding!&amp;nbsp; Lack of sleep will do that to you!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was a beautiful drive to church.&amp;nbsp; Snow sparkling on the side of the road, pulling up to the church building and seeing snow all over the place.&amp;nbsp; As I walked into the building there was a seperate area before going into the building where there was an empty trash can and two snow shovels.&amp;nbsp; It made me grin to see that.&amp;nbsp; We don't see those in the Bay Area.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The rest of the day was spent putting up some clothes in the closet and an early bedtime.&amp;nbsp; I was so tired and had to be ready to roll by 445 the next morning to catch a spin class at EAF with Barbara.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun class!&amp;nbsp; I have only taken one spin class before over ten years ago and was confused when I walked out.&amp;nbsp; At any rate, it is a nice facility and their pool was beautiful!&amp;nbsp; I hope to try it out sometime soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7FECSs4XjY/TVP73mNqFtI/AAAAAAAAAas/eTfkE4FjNUo/s1600/dogs+backyard.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7FECSs4XjY/TVP73mNqFtI/AAAAAAAAAas/eTfkE4FjNUo/s320/dogs+backyard.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was on a mission to pass my DMV test!&amp;nbsp; I read quickly through the manual for Alaska when I woke up and then Barbara and I headed into town to print out a bill and then head out to the DMV.&amp;nbsp; We didn't have to wait long and sooner than you can say "Bob's your Uncle" I was taking my test.&amp;nbsp; I passed with flying colors and only missed one!&amp;nbsp; I surrendered my CA license happily and in a few minutes had taken my picture and it was in my hands!&amp;nbsp; I only had to wait 90 seconds!&amp;nbsp; Whoo hoo!!!&amp;nbsp; Now I can try and get a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I spent the rest of the day at the house looking online for jobs and such.&amp;nbsp; Got a callback and set up an interview for the next day.&amp;nbsp; Early to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZi1PJ-4bBE/TVP72-Qh_3I/AAAAAAAAAao/wS9orU1oSrQ/s1600/view+downtown+chuck+e+cheese.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vZi1PJ-4bBE/TVP72-Qh_3I/AAAAAAAAAao/wS9orU1oSrQ/s320/view+downtown+chuck+e+cheese.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Got dressed and ready to roll out for my interview.&amp;nbsp; Got there early so I did some things on my computer while chilling with the nice ladies in Cafe Ristretto on the 5th floor before going up to the 7th floor.&amp;nbsp; It went well, and they are confident that I can get a placement with my resume, so let's cross those fingers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Then it was back to the house.&amp;nbsp; Sheesh!&amp;nbsp; A lot of sitting around huh?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, as soon as I move into actual Anchorage, I will be more mobile having access to the bus and such.&amp;nbsp; For now, I depend on Jimi and Barbara, unless I decide to try and buy a car.&amp;nbsp; We'll see though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wednesday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6BftYG4AA/TVP746tGMrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/m4_PoHiEQws/s1600/sesame+chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6BftYG4AA/TVP746tGMrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/m4_PoHiEQws/s1600/sesame+chicken.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jN4DOn51sQk/TVP74KaofXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UItxbB91tVI/s1600/dogs+backyard2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jN4DOn51sQk/TVP74KaofXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UItxbB91tVI/s200/dogs+backyard2.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; Spent the day at the house, although I got to go outside to let the dogs out a few times.&amp;nbsp; LOL!&amp;nbsp; Jimi showed me how to use their gun in case I had need of it while they were gone during the day and I was home alone.&amp;nbsp; I am gonna have to save for a gun of my own!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Got a lot of homework done, and did some more job hunting.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, I will get a call back soon for another interview.&amp;nbsp; Never been unemployed before, so this is strange for me.&amp;nbsp; Talked to my Twinners for awhile and she made fun of me!&amp;nbsp; Hahaha!&amp;nbsp; She said she could hear "cabin fever" in my voice!&amp;nbsp; I am happy, but not being able to go out and do things is definitely a challenge for me.&amp;nbsp; I don't do "cooped up" very well, but I believe I am doing a good job so far!&amp;nbsp; Good thing I like to do my own thing!&amp;nbsp; I even got a chance to cook a yummy lunch for myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6BftYG4AA/TVP746tGMrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/m4_PoHiEQws/s1600/sesame+chicken.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nA6BftYG4AA/TVP746tGMrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/m4_PoHiEQws/s200/sesame+chicken.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;of a piece of chicken breast and sauteed red bell pepper in sesame oil.&amp;nbsp; It was yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;It is "Stay Sexy Thursday" and I have to go shopping for a suit.&amp;nbsp; Can't go to interviews without one.&amp;nbsp; There are lots of sales going right now, so I hope to find something good.&amp;nbsp; I also will have a chance to move around downtown on my own and go on an adventure.&amp;nbsp; I can't forget to get some cleats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ej&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/12673169-3209386437628248587?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3209386437628248587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3209386437628248587&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3209386437628248587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3209386437628248587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/02/cabin-fever.html' title='Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1RUbETX4DkQ/TVP8WUX_mnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/S3AJYetZdQM/s72-c/photo8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7995360968209318111</id><published>2011-02-08T18:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-09T05:02:41.528Z</updated><title type='text'>Touchdown, Anchorage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbKTSt4WI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xubZ9-nceO0/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbKTSt4WI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xubZ9-nceO0/s320/photo.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I arrived at the Anchorage airport at 904pm local time.&amp;nbsp; A little later than scheduled, so Barbara and Jimi were already waiting for me.&amp;nbsp; It had been a long wonderful day, but I was ready to start my&amp;nbsp; new adventure.&amp;nbsp; After getting my luggage, we went on a bit of an adventure in the airport.&amp;nbsp; In other words, we got lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbFn_KtfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ib2ul7EqgjU/s1600/photo12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbFn_KtfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ib2ul7EqgjU/s320/photo12.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Yes, we got lost.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a waste of time though.&amp;nbsp; We walked down a hall where hanging on the walls were pictures of Anchorage throughout the years.&amp;nbsp; On the opposing wall were displays of different native clothing and pottery of sorts.&amp;nbsp; All along the ceiling of the walkway were clouds that changed color as you walked as to simulate the northern lights.&amp;nbsp; Since we got lost, we got to see them twice.&amp;nbsp; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbKl2CnrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KfTeURmDZpM/s1600/photo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbKl2CnrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/KfTeURmDZpM/s320/photo2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eight o'clock in the morning looking at the backtard with the light on so I could take the pic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;There were other animals on display and we walked passed them as we searched for the exit Barbara swore she knew existed.&amp;nbsp; Eventually, we did find the parking garage and the car.&amp;nbsp; I was very tired, after only having a few hours sleep the night before, but still I wanted to stop at Starbucks for my favorite drink-hot chocolate soy, no whip, 170 degrees. =)&amp;nbsp; yeah, I am one of those...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was on two hours sleep, and had spent the day traveling, so I went to bed after unpacking some pajamas aka basketball shorts and a t-shirt, and setting up my guitar corner and making sure it was tuned and played a little Pearl Jam to break it in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbLtPMq1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/q62T3rrQoiE/s1600/photo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbLtPMq1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/q62T3rrQoiE/s320/photo3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Backyard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbMVB0F8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/uteQsnAS64s/s1600/photo4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbMVB0F8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/uteQsnAS64s/s320/photo4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me in the backyard&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbMy1XtkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/PPaiIAAC9ik/s1600/photo5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbMy1XtkI/AAAAAAAAAaM/PPaiIAAC9ik/s320/photo5.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sun sits kind of low in the horizon.&amp;nbsp; This is afternoon sometime.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbNK_pPoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/CDY73s791Nw/s1600/photo6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbNK_pPoI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/CDY73s791Nw/s320/photo6.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;driving to church.&amp;nbsp; those are big mountains!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbO3T3-xI/AAAAAAAAAaY/a9UW-63uHM8/s1600/photo8.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbO3T3-xI/AAAAAAAAAaY/a9UW-63uHM8/s320/photo8.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never seen snow shovels at the church entrance before.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbNq7aWDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oNPShb_8Tq0/s1600/photo7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbNq7aWDI/AAAAAAAAAaU/oNPShb_8Tq0/s320/photo7.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;made it to church!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbP2m5M_I/AAAAAAAAAag/_9PbtXEmF3U/s1600/photo10.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbP2m5M_I/AAAAAAAAAag/_9PbtXEmF3U/s320/photo10.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is the "beach" and the ice and snow moving in the water.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbPbdhDVI/AAAAAAAAAac/ULxdS12fyrk/s1600/photo9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbPbdhDVI/AAAAAAAAAac/ULxdS12fyrk/s320/photo9.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Downtown Anchorage with the water in the background.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbQ-fj4lI/AAAAAAAAAak/KO42VIUttjk/s1600/photo11.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbQ-fj4lI/AAAAAAAAAak/KO42VIUttjk/s320/photo11.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;the backyard during the light hours&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbQ-fj4lI/AAAAAAAAAak/KO42VIUttjk/s1600/photo11.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbP2m5M_I/AAAAAAAAAag/_9PbtXEmF3U/s1600/photo10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbQ-fj4lI/AAAAAAAAAak/KO42VIUttjk/s1600/photo11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I slept a few hours before rising early to begin the unpacking process and just soaking in my surroundings.&amp;nbsp; It was dark until 830am before the "dawn light" started to break through.&amp;nbsp; So different than what I am used to.&amp;nbsp; My morning was half over and the light was just starting to come.&amp;nbsp; I went through my suitcases to try and find some church clothes.&amp;nbsp; I found a pair of slacks and a sweater and called it good.&amp;nbsp; Just getting my feet wet, as they say, so there will be more to come on my experiences here.&amp;nbsp; Right now, I am focusing on getting a job and getting settled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7995360968209318111?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7995360968209318111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7995360968209318111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7995360968209318111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7995360968209318111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/02/touchdown-anchorage.html' title='Touchdown, Anchorage!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TVIbKTSt4WI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xubZ9-nceO0/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4387914874955195232</id><published>2011-02-02T17:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T17:55:45.477Z</updated><title type='text'>T-Minus 4 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This has been a busy two weeks.&amp;nbsp; I am almost off on my Alaska adventure!&amp;nbsp; Friday is my birthday/going away party.&amp;nbsp; I don't know who will be there, but I hope to see my friends!&amp;nbsp; More to follow!&amp;nbsp; It is too busy to write a long entry today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4387914874955195232?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4387914874955195232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4387914874955195232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4387914874955195232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4387914874955195232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2011/02/t-minus-4-days.html' title='T-Minus 4 Days'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-221970423573329639</id><published>2011-01-16T03:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-01-16T03:00:45.307Z</updated><title type='text'>Vacation in Oceanside</title><content type='html'>I am finally getting a hang out this whole vacation bit!&amp;nbsp; A quick synopsis on what I have done over the last, nearly two weeks:&amp;nbsp; arrived in San Diego, spent a few days studying, passed my final on Monday, spent time with my Twinners, my Ninja, and their respective kids and spouses, watched three movies at the theater, kissed baby Twinner's chicks on more than one occasion, drawn and colored a fair amount of pictures with crayons, markers, and what I think was blood at one point (either that it was red bell pepper juice).&amp;nbsp; It's been great.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and did I mention I was able to see a friend of mine that I haven't seen in ten years???&amp;nbsp; So amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TTJbZ1bi0HI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mfwE_Ty2QPE/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TTJbZ1bi0HI/AAAAAAAAAYI/mfwE_Ty2QPE/s320/089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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(Well, Eagle River to start)</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am moving to Alaska.&amp;nbsp; It's been a long road getting here.&amp;nbsp; An unexpected path, but now that I am on it the excitement is beginning to bubble over.&amp;nbsp; I have spent months trying to decide on exactly what course of action to take and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began with my research on rural America.&amp;nbsp; I am studying to become a teacher and want my focus to be rural education.&amp;nbsp; Alaska was on the list by default, but it wasn't on &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; list.&amp;nbsp; Initially, despite the low pay, I had planned on moving to Montana after graduation.&amp;nbsp; I guess Heavenly Father had different plans in mind.&amp;nbsp; I researched, I questioned, I prayed, and I pondered.&amp;nbsp; I started feeling the draw of Alaska, and somehow it landed on my list too.&amp;nbsp; This was all supposed to in the future, but the revelations and kept pushing the move up.&amp;nbsp; So here I am.&amp;nbsp; It's six in the morning and I've got my flight confirmation, and one phone call in to Alaska Air (I somehow clicked on the wrong flight, so I had to fix it), and hopes and dreams in my front pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I scared?&amp;nbsp; A bit.&amp;nbsp; But not afraid of the move.&amp;nbsp; No, that doesn't scare me.&amp;nbsp; Will I miss my friends?&amp;nbsp; Sure, but they'll always be there.&amp;nbsp; Isn't that what Facebook is for? =)&amp;nbsp; I'm scared, but for reasons I cannot share here.&amp;nbsp; It's deep within me stirring.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a very emotional being, as far as the shedding of tears is concerned.&amp;nbsp; I have a very limited number of "soft spots" in my heart.&amp;nbsp; This move affects one.&amp;nbsp; That is all I am gonna say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving my job behind, with hopes to find a new one in Anchorage.&amp;nbsp; I've had the same job for over ten years.&amp;nbsp; I've been happy there.&amp;nbsp; I love the people I work with.&amp;nbsp; They have inspired me both in and out of the workplace.&amp;nbsp; A company that I have been loyal to.&amp;nbsp; I will miss the people there.&amp;nbsp; I will have to un-memorize all the numbers I have come to store in my noggin over the years.&amp;nbsp; The rapport I have with some of the "people in my life" that I only know over the phone, is something I am going to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be staying in &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?oe=UTF-8&amp;amp;gfns=1&amp;amp;q=eagle+river,+ak&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=Eagle+River,+AK&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ei=lF0TTf7DGojWtQPG3PirCg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CBcQ8gEwAA"&gt;Eagle River&lt;/a&gt; to start, which is just outside of Anchorage.&amp;nbsp; My cousin and her husband live there, so it will be nice to be with family.&amp;nbsp; I will go more into detail as things move forward.&amp;nbsp; I fly out on February 5th.&amp;nbsp; I am so excited but I have a lot to get done by then!&amp;nbsp; I am spending two weeks in San Diego in the beginning of January, so that doesn't leave a lot of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed to be able to take this step!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4089150033315330136?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4089150033315330136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4089150033315330136&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4089150033315330136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4089150033315330136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/12/im-moving-toanchorage-well-eagle-river.html' title='I&apos;M MOVING TO.....ANCHORAGE!!! (Well, Eagle River to start)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2730199544856602684</id><published>2010-12-21T16:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-21T16:12:24.346Z</updated><title type='text'>Following up on June 29th Post "Taking a Risk"</title><content type='html'>I know it has been some months now, but the time has finally come to shed some light on that somewhat cryptic post.&amp;nbsp; It started with some research.&amp;nbsp; It started with just an idea.&amp;nbsp; All I wanted to do was see what the options would be after graduation.&amp;nbsp; Now it's come to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The official news and announcement to follow very, very, very, very soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2730199544856602684?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2730199544856602684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2730199544856602684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2730199544856602684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2730199544856602684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/12/following-up-on-june-29th-post-taking.html' title='Following up on June 29th Post &quot;Taking a Risk&quot;'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5089268808760491418</id><published>2010-12-09T01:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:34:24.019Z</updated><title type='text'>NyQuil Gone Bad #0328</title><content type='html'>I had been feeling under the weather for about four days.&amp;nbsp; I had  friends bring me nyquil gel tabs two evenings in a row to help me feel  better.&amp;nbsp; I slept soundly for two straight nights and was thinking I was  on the mend.&amp;nbsp; I tried to pretend I was going to go on a run on a Monday,  but I just couldn't do it.&amp;nbsp; On a Tuesday, a dear friend of mine  purchased for "Christmas" a bottle of green &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/NyQuil"&gt;NyQuil&lt;/a&gt; (I like Green) and I  was elated!&amp;nbsp; Another night of splendid sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home  from my meeting at church and prepared for bed by taking a dose of  nyquil.&amp;nbsp; Oh, the warm, burning sensation as I feel the liquid go down  through my body.&amp;nbsp; Reminds me of a nice tumbler of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johnnie_Walker"&gt;Johnnie Walker Black&lt;/a&gt;,  but any hoo...back to the story.&amp;nbsp; I sat down in my recliner and put on a  movie to wait for the effects to kick in and chatted with some peeps on  Facebook and Gchat.&amp;nbsp; I knew it was working when I couldn't type  coherently any more and said my goodbyes...sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke  up around 11pm to say goodbye to a person I had apparently been saying  goodbye to since two hours prior, so I hit the "enter" key.&amp;nbsp; The next  thing I remember I am roused awake by a loud "THUNK!!!"&amp;nbsp; as I watched in  slow motion my laptop finish it's fall with a second "thunk" onto the  ground at my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HOLY COW!" I shriek!&amp;nbsp; "MY  LAPTOP!!!!"&amp;nbsp; I quickly pick up "my baby" and make sure he's still in  good working order and notice I am still "talking" to someone on Gchat,  still logged in to Facebook, and apparently I was in the middle of  typing something in excel (though I am not sure why I had excel open in  the first place).&amp;nbsp; The movie I was watching was happily looping the song  on the start menu, and that is when I finally look at the time.&amp;nbsp; It's 2  a.m. I'm still in my clothes, so I feel like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marty_McFly"&gt;Marty McFly&lt;/a&gt;, and I am  still groggy from the effects of the NyQuil.&amp;nbsp; I debate climbing into bed  or just sleeping the rest of the night in the recliner.&amp;nbsp; This is a real  pickle for me, because, in case you don't know, I have a loft bed and I  really do have to climb into bed.&amp;nbsp; I quickly assess how "drunk" I still  am from the NyQuil and finally decide to climb into bed under my nice  and warm blankets, but not before I give a little "Sana sana colita de  rana si no sanas hoy sanaras mañana" to my baby....errrr....my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this didn't happen to me.&amp;nbsp; This is just what I heard. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-5089268808760491418?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5089268808760491418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5089268808760491418&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5089268808760491418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5089268808760491418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/12/nyquil-gone-bad-0328.html' title='NyQuil Gone Bad #0328'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7935709736182679907</id><published>2010-12-09T01:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-09T01:24:21.150Z</updated><title type='text'>25 Random and Not So Random (FB post repeat)</title><content type='html'>in no particular order fyi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i greatly dislike a cold toilet seat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i recently decided i enjoy a properly prepared pound cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i  am not afraid to try something new, especially if it involves something  physical (ie. hunting like katniss everdeen, ballet, wood chopping,  etc.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blueberries are my favorite fruit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i own three  costume wigs (Afro wig, bad hair plugs wig, Roy Orbison wig) and i wear  them whenever i feel like it, usually in public while skating or riding a  trail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i spent four months trying out demo racquets before choosing to buy my Wilson K.Six.One.95 and have never regretted it since&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a strong belief system based upon my life experiences, gospel principles, and look to God for guidance daily&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a fear of fireworks as they can make me cry (i rarely cry)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i always name my primary use basketball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i name my printers (my home printers:&amp;nbsp; manchesca and horus, work: pawandeep)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm not afraid to go against the grain, but i don't make a forced effort to be different i just go with what feels right.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sometimes i have to sleep with the light on, because i am afraid of the dark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am ambidextrous in most things, but tend to be more left than right in sports (i am an ambi turner though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i hate shaving my legs, so i use an epilator (side note:&amp;nbsp; spell check options for epilator - mutilator LOL)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i want to believe in Santa Claus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one  of my biggest fears is leaving this world and not having made a  difference in helping others believe in and do good by serving them&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i  write poetry, but i think it's sappy and lame so i rarely share it with  others, but things just go onto a page so I save it just in case i  choose to share someday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wilbur smith is my favorite writer and i have read and own nearly all of his books&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love New Kids on the Block and Justin Bieber and I don't care what anyone thinks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i  am terrible at remembering birthdays, but not because i don't care  about people, but because i like to let my birthday pass quietly and  without a lot of fuss, so i forget that most people want to be called or  messaged about their "special" day (it is a work in progress)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i liked Garth Brooks before he got Trisha Yearwood-ed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i still bump Tommy Page, PC Quest, Perfect Gentlemen, and The Boys in the summertime&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i can remember things from when i was four years old, and some of those things scare me, some do not&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love that i have a good jump shot, in fact, it is on my dating resume LOL&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i know how to cook now!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7935709736182679907?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7935709736182679907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7935709736182679907&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7935709736182679907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7935709736182679907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/12/25-random-and-not-so-random-fb-post.html' title='25 Random and Not So Random (FB post repeat)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7839489239611062175</id><published>2010-11-14T17:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:38:10.080Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dream On'/><title type='text'>Dream On</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;There are a million things I "dream" about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are the dreams, some may call "delusions of grandeur" of standing on a stage in front of way too many people, who's faces I can't even make out; in the sea of people I can see the undulating waves of humanity moving in time with music blaring out of an extensive system of monitors, electrical wiring, and lights I couldn't even imagine sourcing with power and life, but it's me, all 5'8" and the perfect amount of soft lovable flesh luring the said mass of humanity closer and closer into a fevered frenzy.&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that's right!&amp;nbsp; It's me, center stage doing the ever so original fist pump into the air letting the crowd know that I hear their cries, and shouts of adoration, and perhaps, the occasional inappropriate, but always appreciated "oh hecks yes you're hot" to which I just smile and secretly add to the already obscene amount of tally marks on my imaginary "oh hecks yes you're hot" bedpost.&amp;nbsp; In case you haven't put it all together, I am a rock star.&amp;nbsp; One of exceptional skill, both on every single instrument in the "band" and serving up the most intensifying, soul stealing, dulcet tones of singing anyone who has ever had the privilege to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the more realistic dreams.&amp;nbsp; The ones we dream when we are awake.&amp;nbsp; Dreaming with our eyes wide open and in the most beautiful and perfect moments, like on the patio in the early summer having breakfast and the feeling of the sunlight that's just starting to warm the day; you reach for your glass of orange juice and dream about building the new and improved deck equipped with a fire pit flush to ground level for a variety of entertainment and personal purposes; oh, the Dutch oven dinners that will follow and the thoughts of it make you salivate.&amp;nbsp; Yes, that is a dream that can become a reality and you chug down the rest of your orange juice just so that you can swallow hard and bring your lips to a smile without sending drool down the sides of your lips.&amp;nbsp; Or, those precious and few quiet moments sitting in your "sanctuary," the one place that very little can penetrate your thoughts and you can read &lt;i&gt;Forbes&lt;/i&gt;, and the occasional &lt;i&gt;Cooking Light&lt;/i&gt;, without constant interruption; it is there that most often you dream with your eyes open, usually when performing a courtesy flush, when in that final swooshing of the flush, something amazing hits you and it takes everything in you not jump up from the throne and jump for joy about the amazing revelation of pure awesomeness that has just entered your consciousness.&amp;nbsp; Those moments, by far, are my favorite and most dynamic of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been dreaming a lot lately.&amp;nbsp; Working on the plan for post graduation from school has occupied a good portion of my thoughts and research time.&amp;nbsp; The research is a bit extensive and relocation highly probable, but not certain.&amp;nbsp; Dreaming about teaching abroad for a year or two and building a school from the ground up lures me and drives me to do well in each class.&amp;nbsp; I do, however, catch myself dreaming with my eyes wide open about the things I dream about with my eyes wide shut, but I do my best not to get caught driving down the street and doing fist pumps and giving the “rock on” sign to fellow drivers, though, I have been known to give a preview performance now and again.&amp;nbsp; I usually receive decent reviews, and sometimes a laugh and shake of the head, but usually it’s accepted well, however, I don’t let that fool me into thinking I have a real shot!&amp;nbsp; No, I’m just grounded enough to know that winning one karaoke contest in a room full of drunks that voted me “Most Entertaining Performer” mostly due to the use of a mic stand with no mic attached, my single male dance partner, my three female back up dancers, oh, and maybe my edited version of Bell Biv Devoe’s “Do Me,” doesn’t make me Super Star material.&amp;nbsp; No, indeed, I know better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dream on.&amp;nbsp; Get lost in the moment and into the next.&amp;nbsp; I have found that I am driven by my dreams, both realistic and those slightly deluded with grandeur.&amp;nbsp; Both have helped drive me forward.&amp;nbsp; Will I be a rock star?&amp;nbsp; Most likely not, but I have learned to play a little guitar and have seen a marked improvement as the years have gone by.&amp;nbsp; I have even gotten pretty good playing the drums on Rock Band. &amp;nbsp;=)&amp;nbsp; Having dreams and daydreams has allowed me to accomplish so many things and to enjoy some of those quiet moments alone when almost overcome with antonymous emotions to joy and happiness.&amp;nbsp; Dreams have pulled me from dark places and reminded me about the little things in the many colorful threads that make up life’s tapestry.&amp;nbsp; From a distance a few threads “out of place” help create and marvelous and grand design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream about being a rock star.&amp;nbsp; I dream about being a world class champion quarterback, even though I am a woman.&amp;nbsp; I dream about playing tennis someday with players like Pete Sampras and Roger Federer.&amp;nbsp; I dream about traveling to countries I have only read about in books.&amp;nbsp; I dream about childhood activities that I hope someday I can relive vicariously through future children.&amp;nbsp; I dream of becoming a mother of many children, all with super cool and hopefully uncommon names.&amp;nbsp; I dream of becoming a wife and mother they can cleave to, and come to after a long day at school or work.&amp;nbsp; I dream of becoming the kind of neighbor that is approachable, and can always be called upon for a cup of sugar, or a late night cup of Mexican hot cocoa, and if needed, served right up with a side of freshly baked and buttery bread, an available shoulder, and attentive ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7839489239611062175?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7839489239611062175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7839489239611062175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7839489239611062175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7839489239611062175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/11/dream-on.html' title='Dream On'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6792256349214256638</id><published>2010-11-10T06:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-11-10T06:26:26.585Z</updated><title type='text'>It has been way too long...I am tired</title><content type='html'>I am tired, so I hope this all comes out right.&amp;nbsp; I guess I can always edit later.&amp;nbsp; Here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for Stay Sexy Thursdays.&amp;nbsp; When the week is pluggin' along and I start thinking my stock is plunging, there is always Stay Sexy Thursday to remind me that I'm awesome and that whether in sweats, puffy eyes, and a quart of ice cream, or in my sexy top the boys like, and those jeans that make my butt look grab-uh-liscious, I am sexy inside and out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my job of ten years where I have gained more than just employment.&amp;nbsp; My "boss" is not only my supervisor, but my friend, confidant, father figure, and was sometimes also my bishop and spiritual adviser.&amp;nbsp; I am in a safe, happy workplace and you can't get paid enough to tempt me to go someplace else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for knowledge and a desire to gain more, and to seek to act in wisdom.&amp;nbsp; By the power of Greyskull (He-Man reference), I will someday be able to impart my knowledge to others while seeking higher education to become a teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my talents that I am able to nurture, and share, and hone the skills necessary to perfect my talents for the benefit of helping others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for Love, in its various forms.&amp;nbsp; Love has the power to forge new life, to heal, to impart upon others, to be felt in one's soul in a way that can only be understood in those quiet, solitary moments; most importantly, love has the power to increase in capacity.&amp;nbsp; There is always room to love more than what we think we are capable.&amp;nbsp; I'm grateful for that unique and special trait of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-6792256349214256638?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6792256349214256638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6792256349214256638&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6792256349214256638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6792256349214256638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-has-been-way-too-longi-am-tired.html' title='It has been way too long...I am tired'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8034690829077895574</id><published>2010-10-26T02:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-26T02:49:39.684Z</updated><title type='text'>The School Term is now, officially, underway!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh!&amp;nbsp; Yeah, it's been slow goings so far.&amp;nbsp; This science class is super intense.&amp;nbsp; It's not particularly challenging as far as content itself goes, but it's a lot, a lot, a lot of content!&amp;nbsp; Basically, I am taking physics, chemistry, and biology simultaneously.&amp;nbsp; It's a lot to process, even for my brain.&amp;nbsp; If I didn't have to work, I reckon I would have more time.&amp;nbsp; That being said, this post is coming to an end.&amp;nbsp; I just needed a quick brain break, and to get that off my chest.&amp;nbsp; Goodbye cyber space, it's nearly my bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8034690829077895574?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8034690829077895574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8034690829077895574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8034690829077895574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8034690829077895574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/10/school-term-is-now-officially-underway.html' title='The School Term is now, officially, underway!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3721567207060727099</id><published>2010-10-16T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:05:09.420Z</updated><title type='text'>Buttonwillow</title><content type='html'>It's been an adventure so far!&amp;nbsp; This new school term has brought with it a series of interesting experiences.&amp;nbsp; Since I study through an online University, my adventures come in different ways that you would expect.&amp;nbsp; I setup my own study schedule and spend time in different places finding the best study environment for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like noise.&amp;nbsp; It helps me think.&amp;nbsp; Some of my favorite study spots are Barnes and Noble (Except there isn't a place to plug in my laptop, less I have to get up and go next door to the adjoining Starbucks, where is another happy place to study.&amp;nbsp; The only downside to studying in a Starbucks is the overwhelming temptation to consume a tall, soy, hot chocolate at 170 degrees in a grande cup (you get more of the lovely foam this way).&amp;nbsp; I love being able to take a study break and walk around the store and look at all the beautiful books and other items they sell.&amp;nbsp; Borders has actual tables set up in different places, but I like the way B&amp;amp;N is laid out as a store and the things they have for sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Main (Fremont Main Library) is another good spot.&amp;nbsp; Providing I can find a study room, it is a great spot.&amp;nbsp; I can have music playing, plenty of desk space and a place to plug in!&amp;nbsp; I prefer the San Jose Libraries, but they are so far from home and have very limited hours these days.&amp;nbsp; Again, I like being able to take a break and see all the beautiful books!&amp;nbsp; I like to pull books off the shelf and read different interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite part of being in those places is feeling like a student again and seeing others in the same position.&amp;nbsp; Young and hold and from all walks of life.&amp;nbsp; I like being a part of that throng of people that is studying, watching funny lecture videos about gravity (yeah, that's me), or sleeping on their textbook and waking up to drool (not me, but I saw a dude do that and it was funny).&amp;nbsp; It's good to be full swing into my studies.&amp;nbsp; This term is pretty heavy though, 14 units of math and science.&amp;nbsp; That's a lot of studying!&amp;nbsp; We'll see how the term goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-3721567207060727099?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3721567207060727099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3721567207060727099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3721567207060727099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3721567207060727099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/10/buttonwillow.html' title='Buttonwillow'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-84896103980111354</id><published>2010-09-27T16:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:44:55.920Z</updated><title type='text'>Relaxation</title><content type='html'>This weekend was pretty relaxing!&amp;nbsp; On Friday, I got off work a bit early and decided to take a&amp;nbsp;book to the park after work to read.&amp;nbsp; Scott recommended a book called "Hunger Games" I had to read it for myself.&amp;nbsp; So, since it was an easy read I went for it.&amp;nbsp; I spent about half an hour reading at the park before having to return home to prepare for the spaghetti dinner at church.&amp;nbsp; I only planned to make an appearance since I also had to go to Santa Clara for the Battle of the Bands finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spaghetti dinner was nice and I met some people in my new ward so it was successful, even though I had to eat a bit and run.&amp;nbsp; Every spaghetti sauce in existence that was made with some kind of meat was at that function, so I ate a few noodles and some bread.&amp;nbsp; Plenty of carbs if you ask me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made it in time to hear "Chapstick" by Pacific Lights and the rest of their show and hung around for awhile to hear most of the remaining bands.&amp;nbsp; Had to bail right before the end because I was so tired and still had to drive back home.&amp;nbsp; I had&amp;nbsp;a good time though and it was great to see Robin rocking on the stage!&amp;nbsp; It was PL final show as a group before they all went their separate ways and I am glad I got a chance to see them live!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to watch a movie and read a few more pages of the book.&amp;nbsp; "Dear John" was a pretty decent movie.&amp;nbsp; Channing Tatum actually acted and I didn't even see Channing Tatum in the movie much and that was really good to see!&amp;nbsp; I just saw his character.&amp;nbsp; He's coming along as an actor and that was enough for me to give it a fairly strong review. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was also very relaxing!&amp;nbsp; I started off by playing my guitar so long I thought my fingers were really going to bleed!&amp;nbsp; I have never taken it that far, but I was feeling pretty certain that if I didn't stop soon it just might happen!&amp;nbsp; Besides, I'm sure my house-mates were probably tired of hearing me sing and play by that point, especially since I only know about a dozen tunes or so and when learning a new tune, it isn't very elegant.&amp;nbsp; Ha ha!&amp;nbsp; The positive note (no pun intended) is that I learned two new tunes!&amp;nbsp; They're still works in progress but I'm getting there.&amp;nbsp; Took a trip to Trader Joe's, oh yeah!&amp;nbsp; Carrie needed to do some shopping and I wanted a few things for my lunches so I tagged along.&amp;nbsp; We enjoyed a nice lunch as well!&amp;nbsp; There was leftover batter from earlier in the morning (Oh, by the way, Bill makes this awesome pancake dough and I had pancakes for breakfast and lunch on Saturday).&amp;nbsp; Carrie really enjoyed them, and I enjoyed them...again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she left, I took advantage of the time to digest by playing more guitar despite the pain in my fingers, and watching Prince of Persia while reading a bit more and finished off the book!&amp;nbsp; It's part of a Trilogy, so now I must read the rest of the books!&amp;nbsp; Ha ha!&amp;nbsp; After relaxing and doing things around the house I decided to take a drive down to San Jose and return the book.&amp;nbsp; It was relaxing and felt good to have the wind in my hair!&amp;nbsp; A great end to the day if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday is a day for church and it was nice as always!&amp;nbsp; A day of rest from the world. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-84896103980111354?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/84896103980111354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=84896103980111354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/84896103980111354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/84896103980111354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/09/relaxation.html' title='Relaxation'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8717467564829767016</id><published>2010-09-17T02:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-17T02:06:36.203Z</updated><title type='text'>Math Test</title><content type='html'>Just finished taking a math test for school.&amp;nbsp; It was a practice quiz really, just to get my "feet wet" and to get reintroduced to basic algebraic math.&amp;nbsp; I bombed it!&amp;nbsp; I haven't had to do that kind of math since junior high...that was...hmmm...15 years ago at least!&amp;nbsp; Bring on the Trig, that's the stuff I remember and have used most recently!&amp;nbsp; Heck, I think my Algebra II skills are even better!&amp;nbsp; Holy cow, haven't felt this "dumb" in a long while!&amp;nbsp; I mean, I was really sitting at the computer scratching my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked familiar to me.&amp;nbsp; It looked like something I knew how to do once.&amp;nbsp; But how exactly it went, I don't remember.&amp;nbsp; I got my score and they encouragingly give you a study guide on topics that need work.&amp;nbsp; I also omitted about six answers because in all honesty, had no idea where to even begin!&amp;nbsp; Am I smarter than a 5th grader?&amp;nbsp; Probably not.&amp;nbsp; Am I smarter than the average college graduate, you best be believin' I am!&amp;nbsp; Strange sensation to be so confused by what you know is a fairly basic algebraic expression.&amp;nbsp; It might take a day or so, but it will all come back to me once I do it through a time or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To self:&amp;nbsp; if you can't do basic math, how will you teach it to school aged children?&amp;nbsp; oh yeah, thanks for the pep talk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8717467564829767016?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8717467564829767016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8717467564829767016&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8717467564829767016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8717467564829767016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/09/math-test.html' title='Math Test'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5609560803271951492</id><published>2010-09-14T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-14T17:44:45.096Z</updated><title type='text'>Update - School, Work, Social Activities</title><content type='html'>Okay, another update on the life that is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my school term a week or so ago.&amp;nbsp; My next term starts October 1st and I'm excited and anxious to get started.&amp;nbsp; I have purchased one book so far (grand total of $6.43 including shipping) and as soon as I can figure out how, will buy the remaining books for the term.&amp;nbsp; My goal in the coming week or two will be to find a loan that doesn't require a co-signer.&amp;nbsp; These private school loans all require a co-signer which I think is lame.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, for&amp;nbsp;the first two classes&amp;nbsp;e-textbooks are available and won't cost anything, so I am focusing on those classes for now.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I have already begun studying to get prepared for the October 1st start date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the term is going to be a heavy one, I have had to request a cut in my work hours in order to accommodate the study and homework schedule necessary to do well.&amp;nbsp; I'm really excited about it!&amp;nbsp; Sciences and Mathematics!&amp;nbsp; Woot!&amp;nbsp; My Science book has been a hoot to read so far.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy science a great deal.&amp;nbsp; Mathematics...it's an interesting relationship I have with it.&amp;nbsp; I get it.&amp;nbsp; I understand it.&amp;nbsp; But when it is applied in the sciences, it is so much easier, because it makes sense to me.&amp;nbsp; Mathematics just for kicks and giggles isn't as motivating, but I get it.&amp;nbsp; I know it is logical and makes sense to do, but....I just don't find it as fun as when it is mixed with Science, but that is just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work...yeah, that's pretty much it.&amp;nbsp; I love being at my company, but it is slow...lets hope business picks up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social activities have taken a small chunk of time out of my weekly schedule.&amp;nbsp; I try to keep up with my friends as much as I can without compromising my study time.&amp;nbsp; Technically, I don't have to be studying, but I choose to stay in the habit of studying and using that alloted time to school tasks.&amp;nbsp; Last night, I had a good time at Super FHE playing old childhood games; Red Rover, Red Light Green Light, and the newest game into the mix, Lap Tag.&amp;nbsp; My knees are bruised and my wrist is sore from Red Rover, but I love it!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dinner party a few weeks ago that I still need to write a post about, it was amazing.&amp;nbsp; Decent food, and excellent company.&amp;nbsp; Plan to have another one sometime soon when the budget allows for it.&amp;nbsp; I am going to Fresno this weekend to watch my friend's band Dislodic play at The Starline.&amp;nbsp; It should be a good time.&amp;nbsp; Looking forward to seeing some good friends this weekend!&amp;nbsp; I haven't seen Sommer in years and have never met her kids!!!!&amp;nbsp; I am so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-5609560803271951492?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5609560803271951492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5609560803271951492&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5609560803271951492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5609560803271951492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/09/update-school-work-social-activities.html' title='Update - School, Work, Social Activities'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3400678397750575601</id><published>2010-09-10T00:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-10T00:07:31.515Z</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster</title><content type='html'>Today has been fairly slow.&amp;nbsp; I have determined that being busy for me is very important to my emotional and mental health.&amp;nbsp; Not my best day so far, but there's still time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-3400678397750575601?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3400678397750575601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3400678397750575601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3400678397750575601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3400678397750575601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/09/roller-coaster.html' title='Roller Coaster'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8644040990313262385</id><published>2010-09-03T00:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-09-03T00:06:11.807Z</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>I am house-sitting again.&amp;nbsp; I know people keep asking about an update from Friday night's big dinner last week and as soon as I have the time, I will make that effort.&amp;nbsp; Off to walk the dog before passing out fliers to make extra cash tonight.&amp;nbsp; Look for a more extensive update soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8644040990313262385?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8644040990313262385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8644040990313262385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8644040990313262385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8644040990313262385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4215667195682826281</id><published>2010-08-19T15:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:09:53.876Z</updated><title type='text'>School Term Over</title><content type='html'>Well, it was my first term back as a college student and I survived!&amp;nbsp; Actually, I finished early!&amp;nbsp; I have time for another 2 unit class, or take some time off and start up again October 1st!&amp;nbsp; I need to buy a textbook for the class I would take if I went that route, so perhaps I will just wait until October and hope that I can get some financial aid to cover that cost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My research paper is finally done and turned in and met the requirements!&amp;nbsp; That silly bibliography took up way too much time!&amp;nbsp; I got through it though and that is what is important.&amp;nbsp; I am now shifting my focus to a more regular and somewhat aggressive workout regiment.&amp;nbsp; With full time work, full time school, and a 30 mile commute each way, there hasn't been a lot of time for hitting the gym at an appropriate hour.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go on&amp;nbsp;a nice bike ride yesterday with two of my friends from the South Bay.&amp;nbsp; We took the Almaden trail from Camden all the way to Winfield and Chynoweth then turned around.&amp;nbsp; I always enjoy a bike ride that takes you along the water.&amp;nbsp; I admit, sometimes I get distracted looking at the water that I start to veer into oncoming riders and walkers, but no one has been injured yet.&amp;nbsp; I plan to improve on that.&amp;nbsp; I even&amp;nbsp;made an effort&amp;nbsp;to ride with no hands...not smart.&amp;nbsp; It's been way too long and a different life ago that I was able to do that!&amp;nbsp; I will keep at least one hand on the "wheel."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I come, Gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4215667195682826281?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4215667195682826281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4215667195682826281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4215667195682826281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4215667195682826281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-term-over.html' title='School Term Over'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3778087604373213972</id><published>2010-08-10T18:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-08-10T18:32:35.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Band Showcase:  Dislodic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGYj9cwomI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iSee_Kvo5G8/s1600/IMG00349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" mx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGYj9cwomI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iSee_Kvo5G8/s200/IMG00349.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dr. Morty&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My friends and I have had the opportunity to travel down to Fresno recently, despite the hundred degree temperatures, to watch two fantastic up and coming bands perform at The Starline.&amp;nbsp; It is my great pleasure to showcase them here on my blog.&amp;nbsp; Today's post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.dislodic.com%2F&amp;amp;h=ae9f9"&gt;DISLODIC&lt;/a&gt;, a progressive rock band formed by a great, and very dear friend of mine, affectionately known by all as Dr. Morty (since we have been long time friends, I will refer to my friend simply as Mort, or "D").&amp;nbsp; We have seen them play a few times and they have been great each time!&amp;nbsp; The music showcases a solid pair of guitarists, Daryl and Chris, a bassist, Lisa, a vocalist with screams and growls that make the women swoon, and a drummer that is the lifeblood, and driving force, and literal heartbeat of the band, Dr. Morty.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGTTe-fr5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/cIM_Gur_8Us/s1600/IMG00344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGTTe-fr5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/cIM_Gur_8Us/s200/IMG00344.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;VOX - Jimmy&amp;nbsp; Guitar - Daryl&amp;nbsp; Bass - Lisa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This band is unique, as all band members can share their input equally; they don't technically have a band leader,&amp;nbsp;but&amp;nbsp;work together to&amp;nbsp;draw upon the highest level of creativity from each&amp;nbsp;member.&amp;nbsp; They make a great effort to have cohesion as a band on the stage, as well as off the stage, by spending time once a month outside of band practices and shows.&amp;nbsp; They just released their first Demo CD, Ascent and I have enjoyed listening to all four tracks ever since!&amp;nbsp; Be sure to catch their next show August 21st at The Starline, 833 E. Fern, Fresno, CA.&amp;nbsp; I'll be there, with lots of friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGV1ZB101I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Hx0R6mkJjgo/s1600/IMG00332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGV1ZB101I/AAAAAAAAAW8/Hx0R6mkJjgo/s200/IMG00332.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guitar - Chris&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;DISLODIC:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dis·so·nance (ˈdi-sə-nən(t)s) 2: a mingling of discordant sounds ; especially : a clashing or unresolved musical interval or chord &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me·lod·ic (mə-ˈlä-dik) 2: a rhythmic succession of single tones organized as an aesthetic whole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table align="left" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGaTucr7BI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b81mXVGgahI/s1600/IMG00317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGaTucr7BI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b81mXVGgahI/s200/IMG00317.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Shannon - ASCENT!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGaiCogjlI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DySwMy4J7dg/s1600/IMG00301.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGaiCogjlI/AAAAAAAAAXs/DySwMy4J7dg/s200/IMG00301.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather and Blond Friend&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGa4bNX5PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/5kAB5KiDlF4/s1600/IMG00351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGa4bNX5PI/AAAAAAAAAX0/5kAB5KiDlF4/s320/IMG00351.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mort, Me, and Blake in the background left haha!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/12673169-3778087604373213972?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3778087604373213972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3778087604373213972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3778087604373213972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3778087604373213972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/08/band-showcase-dislodic.html' title='Band Showcase:  Dislodic'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TGGYj9cwomI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iSee_Kvo5G8/s72-c/IMG00349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4941431745868704916</id><published>2010-08-10T15:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-08-10T15:05:18.252Z</updated><title type='text'>School Essay - Just felt like posting it =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Hobby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entertainment Cooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Erika J. Freeman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Western Governors University&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When one considers a hobby, there are many factors involved in why one would choose to engage or participate in a specific activity. These may include a person’s desire or need for emotional fulfillment, mental stimulation, or physical pleasure, in what one may call an “adrenaline rush.” I have many hobbies of my own and wish to share with you one in particular. I will share several reasons why I find it to be of particular value in my life. My favorite hobby is Entertainment Cooking. I receive great joy when cooking for a party of guests, whether the number is great or small. Allow me to share with you the great significance it has played in my life and why I encourage you to consider participating with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I was a young child, I would help my Swedish Great-Grandmother in the kitchen every Christmas. We had Swedish Smorgasbord each year in her home for as long as I can remember. She taught us about table settings, proper table etiquette, the importance of being a good hostess, and always, without fail, she would share stories from her childhood, or courtship with the Great-Grandfather we never knew. I marveled at her ability to move around the kitchen with such comfort, and cheerful disposition. She was so confident with everything she did that she made it seem effortless. My younger sister and I would wear aprons, as she taught us how to make a rose on top of a cube of butter, and we would stand on stools so that we could reach the counter tops as we decorated trays of cold cuts, and a number of traditional and adopted family favorite dishes. It was during my formative years that my love for entertainment cooking began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I became an adult, I wanted to continue the traditions of entertaining guests in my home as I had so elegantly seen from my Great-Grandmother’s fine example. I, however, had never truly learned to cook. I always assembled, and prepared for meals with my Grandmother, but rarely had I been able to cook. She passed away before I was able to truly learn to be a Master in my own kitchen. I didn’t want to let opportunities to entertain slip away. On a whim, I invited friends from church over for a midweek dinner. When they accepted, I was overjoyed! This was my opportunity to improve my cooking skills, as well hone my skills as a proper hostess. I began to plan a menu consisting of Macaroni and Cheese out of a box, and garlic bread that was premade from the local market. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling inspired to do more than cook out of a box, the evening before I was to entertain my guests I decided to borrow my roommate’s cook book and peruse the recipes. I happened upon an easy Italian dish and basic bread recipe. It was decided! Cheese filled manicotti and freshly baked bread, with a tossed salad. I walked to the corner market and purchased the ingredients. It was such a fun time for me. I moved through the store with my shopping cart, filled with purpose! I even had the opportunity to use my broken Spanish ability at the deli counter, much to the delight of the workers. It was so exciting to think that I was to cook a meal nearly from scratch all on my own, and to be able to serve it to my guests and friends. I felt like I was emulating my Great-Grandmother in my own way, and this brought such warmth and comfort to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked late into the night preparing my trial run meal for my guests. It was a great learning experience for me, and that was part of what drove me to want to do well. I love to learn, and I was getting a crash course education on the dos and don’ts of bread making, as well as best practices when working with pasta. I took my experiment to work with me the next morning to use my co-workers as guinea pigs. They loved it! I was so pleased with the feedback that when I was certain no one was looking, I proceeded to leap down the hallway back to my office, and threw in a few bell kicks, just for good measure! It motivated me, and inspired me to repeat the task again and to take my newfound knowledge from the previous night’s adventure and make it better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my guests arrived, I was fashionably late in getting dinner on the table. While I was putting the finishing touches on the meal, my guests sat down and offered to help and I put them straight to work. We chatted comfortably, and everyone felt included in the process of the meal. The time we spent prepping the salad and slicing the freshly baked bread proved to be&amp;nbsp;one of the highlights of the evening. Everyone was drawn in by the simple tasks and high quality social interaction. When the meal was finally presented to the dinner table we enjoyed a fine meal, and fell comfortably back into our conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The delight in knowing your guests are leaving satisfied by the meal, as well as your company is tremendous. I have had the opportunity to venture into many cultural cuisines, as well as experiment in what I call “fusion” cuisine. Cooking for company has allowed me to enrich my life both with cooking and in relationships. I have been able to introduce my friends to my culture, as well as the cultures of the world by adding themes to dinner parties, and to encourage the nurturing of new relationships between various circles of friends. I challenge you to invite some friends over for dinner, both old and new, and experience for yourself the great rewards of serving as host or hostess to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4941431745868704916?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4941431745868704916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4941431745868704916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4941431745868704916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4941431745868704916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/08/school-essay-just-felt-like-posting-it.html' title='School Essay - Just felt like posting it =)'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5732971685780024658</id><published>2010-08-04T21:46:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-08-04T21:48:15.023Z</updated><title type='text'>I am an American.  I will not compromise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is going to be an unusual post with unusually&amp;nbsp;statements coming from me.&amp;nbsp; I normally tend to avoid talking about politics, especially since I don't keep up with politics enough to be engaged in such conversations.&amp;nbsp; Does not contain graphic content, but you may share your thoughts as you wish.&amp;nbsp; I do reserve the right to delete any comments I so choose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the unrest there have been kidnappings in Mexico and ransoms demanded.&amp;nbsp; Last time I checked, America does not compromise with terrorists.&amp;nbsp; These recent events have led to some interesting conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked the following question:&amp;nbsp; Would you pay my ransom if I was kidnapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was my response:&amp;nbsp; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were being held hostage, I would not want my family or country to pay my ransom.&amp;nbsp; I would rather die than to have those I loved and a country I loved (despite its imperfections) send terrorists money that will be used either against my family and country, or against other innocents.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an American.&amp;nbsp; I will not compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend said she would want someone to pay the ransom, because she does not want to die.&amp;nbsp; I do not have a death wish, please don't misunderstand me.&amp;nbsp; It's not about not wanting to live, it's about being true to myself, to my country, and to my belief in good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-5732971685780024658?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5732971685780024658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5732971685780024658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5732971685780024658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5732971685780024658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-american-i-will-not-compromise.html' title='I am an American.  I will not compromise.'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1844637455853716185</id><published>2010-07-30T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:44:44.092Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dislodic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercury bullet'/><title type='text'>Workin' that bibliography</title><content type='html'>Been working on my research paper for a few weeks now.&amp;nbsp; Actually, I have spent hours researching and hours working on my bibliography.&amp;nbsp; It's annotated so it's no joke.&amp;nbsp; What takes the longest is reading through all the research.&amp;nbsp; I read very quickly, but of course, I couldn't choose a simple topic, no.&amp;nbsp; That would be too easy!&amp;nbsp; I had to choose something complicated, and involved.&amp;nbsp; It's only 10-15 pages for crying out loud!&amp;nbsp; What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, local Fresno band Dislodic is heading at the Starline night club in the Tower District of Fresno, Ca.&amp;nbsp; They are relasing their very first demo cd with four of the crowd favorites and will be distributed tonight as they take the stage with other local bands: Subdue, Saints of Insanity, Synezra, and of course, Mercury Bullet.&amp;nbsp; Look for them tonight taking the stage at 730pm at The Starline 833 E. Fern, Fresno, CA. 93728.&amp;nbsp; See you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-1844637455853716185?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1844637455853716185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1844637455853716185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1844637455853716185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1844637455853716185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/07/workin-that-bibliography.html' title='Workin&apos; that bibliography'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6984561766429604967</id><published>2010-07-14T16:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-07-14T16:30:08.948Z</updated><title type='text'>1984ish...</title><content type='html'>I never realized what an impact turning four meant for me.&amp;nbsp; Much of the music, movies, and other interests stem from this vital age.&amp;nbsp; I have recently run into childhood memories, songs, movies and tv shows that came out during that year.&amp;nbsp; It has been incredible!&amp;nbsp; I think to myself, I remember watching that movie for the first time and remembering how young I was when I saw it!&amp;nbsp; Here are a few examples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a list of a few of my favorite movies and what they inspired in me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Footloose - love for dance, and the understanding that as long as you're having fun moving to the music then you're dancing and you're good at it! =)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Never Ending Story - imagination is endless, use it or lose it, oh, and it was the first time I thought "I can't tell if that Atreyu is a boy or a girl?"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Amadeus - my introduction to classical music, and I fell in love.&amp;nbsp; First CDs I begged my parents to buy me was of Beethoven and Mozart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hard to Hold - I feel in love with Rick Springfield and his bare bum exposed in it.&amp;nbsp; I have always loved older men!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Karate Kid - oh, how I wanted to be like Johnny!&amp;nbsp; I wanted to go to karate class forever!&amp;nbsp; Didn't actually make it there until I was in my mid 20s, but now I am a black belt so it's all good!&amp;nbsp; I can take Danny Larusso!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revenge of the Nerds - one of the funniest movies!&amp;nbsp; hahaha!&amp;nbsp; pretty much this movie is just awesome and I have never forgotten it!&amp;nbsp; And...one of my favorite children's songs is in it, except he sings it is Japanese or something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sixteen Candles - I learned about "interfacing" between the sexes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Splash - I was so fascinated by mermaids and thought Madison was the raddest name ever!&amp;nbsp; I used to sit in the tub and pretend my legs turned into fins.&amp;nbsp; Once, I grabbed some salt from the kitchen and put it in the bath.&amp;nbsp; I didn't like it though.&amp;nbsp; :(&amp;nbsp; Nothing happened.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Night of the Comet&amp;nbsp;- first movie that gave me a complex.&amp;nbsp; I was so worried comet dust was coming in through A/C vents and it totally freaked me out!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There were many other movies out that year, but not all of them made the impact that these movies did!&amp;nbsp; Although, Gremlins and Ghostbusters almost made the list too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music....a lot came out that year that I enjoyed.&amp;nbsp; Here are my faves though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's love got to do with it -&amp;nbsp;Tina Turner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Footloose - Kenny Loggins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Owner of a Lonely Heart - Yes (one of my fave faves)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Just called to say I love you - Stevie Wonder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let's Hear it for the Boy - Deniece Williams&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dancing in the Dark - Bruce Springstein&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh Sherry - Steve Perry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive - The Cars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I guess that's why they call it the blues - Elton John&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Heart of Rock n Roll - Huey Lewis and the News&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I want a new Drug - Huey Lewis and the News&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Longest time - Billy Joel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some guys have all the luck - Rod Stewart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doctor Doctor - Thompson Twins&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cruel Summer - Bananarama&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sister Christian - Night Ranger (we had this on LP)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hard habit to break - Chicago&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hello - Lionel Richie&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear my sunglasses at night - Corey Hart (this was the first song I can remember singing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;What&amp;nbsp;a year!&amp;nbsp; I also remember having headaches, singing inspector gadget's theme song sitting on the steps by our apartment and the high school kids laughing at me. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows I was watching during that year:&amp;nbsp; Gobots, Inspector Gadget, Snorks, A Team, Dukes of Hazards, Airwolf, Knightrider, Magnum P.I., Fat Albert, Charlie Brown, G.I. Joe, Heathcliff, Incredible Hulk, He-Man, Mork and Mindy, and Transformers.&amp;nbsp; You can check me if I am wrong, but these are the shows I am pretty sure I was watching at this point.&amp;nbsp; It was a long time ago after all!&amp;nbsp; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-6984561766429604967?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6984561766429604967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6984561766429604967&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6984561766429604967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6984561766429604967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/07/1984ish.html' title='1984ish...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4202473813496797720</id><published>2010-07-06T14:38:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-07-06T17:27:45.990Z</updated><title type='text'>Another friend Lost...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't know what had happened, except that there was something wrong with him. A few short days later, he was gone. When Brandon passed away I was saddened deeply, but we all saw it coming. He'd been sick and fighting for his life. This time, we lost a dear sweet friend and it was such a shock. The expression "it came out of nowhere" really applies. One minute he was there, the next he was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah was a beautiful young person who touched a lot of lives. He was married to a very lovely young woman and had a five month old baby. Some of my friends have referred to him as their hero. He was a hero. He was a champion. Isaiah didn't have championship rings, gold medals around his neck, nor did he bear any cheap plastic trophies on his shelves. He was a true champion. He was a champion father, husband, son, brother, and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TDNllhIy9hI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QGBXhM_eBl4/s1600/isaiah+and+wife.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490844065919596050" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TDNllhIy9hI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QGBXhM_eBl4/s320/isaiah+and+wife.jpg" style="height: 200px; width: 134px;" width="134" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TDNlmOUf5iI/AAAAAAAAAWU/qlCk9y_hszc/s1600/isaiah+and+baby.jpg" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="200" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490844078048273954" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TDNlmOUf5iI/AAAAAAAAAWU/qlCk9y_hszc/s320/isaiah+and+baby.jpg" style="height: 200px; width: 150px;" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I have so many fond memories of Isaiah that I have been playing in my head since I heard the news. Teaching him to dance at the Stake Sweetheart dance at Comanche was probably one of my most memorable. He was such a beautiful person to be around and it always warmed my heart to see him anywhere I went. He used to wear a sticker on his lapel at church nearly every week "Modest is Hottest." I can't tell you how often I have used that line since seeing that sticker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to you Isaiah. My thoughts and prayers are with your family and you will be missed and not forgotten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&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/12673169-4202473813496797720?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4202473813496797720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4202473813496797720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4202473813496797720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4202473813496797720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/07/another-friend-lost.html' title='Another friend Lost...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TDNllhIy9hI/AAAAAAAAAWM/QGBXhM_eBl4/s72-c/isaiah+and+wife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-6718933047777102235</id><published>2010-06-29T15:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-06-29T15:04:03.885Z</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Risk</title><content type='html'>I have decided to take a big risk.  Not a financial risk, but a "I'm gonna put myself out there" kind of risk.  Soon, very soon....yes, soon I will officially let you know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-6718933047777102235?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6718933047777102235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=6718933047777102235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6718933047777102235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/6718933047777102235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/taking-risk.html' title='Taking a Risk'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2524735170468246705</id><published>2010-06-23T05:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-23T05:43:45.158Z</updated><title type='text'>Miss ya, Dearest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGe8igSldI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XaUk1pSYc1g/s1600/IMG_9539.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGe8igSldI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XaUk1pSYc1g/s400/IMG_9539.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This post is for Dearest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2524735170468246705?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2524735170468246705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2524735170468246705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2524735170468246705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2524735170468246705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/miss-ya-dearest.html' title='Miss ya, Dearest!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGe8igSldI/AAAAAAAAAWE/XaUk1pSYc1g/s72-c/IMG_9539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2604633037193927095</id><published>2010-06-23T04:10:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-06-24T15:14:19.651Z</updated><title type='text'>Night out on the town at the Poor House Bistro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;This is a week or so overdue, but here it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;We went to a blues concert downtown San Jose, at the &lt;a href="http://www.poorhousebistro.com/"&gt;Poor House Bistro&lt;/a&gt;. Food and music were both amazing!!! John Garcia and the other guitarists played really well. I am looking forward to the next trip out! I will have to have a good workout ahead of time to earn a meal like this!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGD8BS3shI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Atn2t88njOo/s1600/049.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGD8BS3shI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Atn2t88njOo/s400/049.JPG" width="400" height="300" ru="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;Pictured above is a Po Boy Oyster Sandwich, bread pudding, and Cajun seasoned fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGD_k8Z_uI/AAAAAAAAAVs/0N0YKKDYRJI/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGD_k8Z_uI/AAAAAAAAAVs/0N0YKKDYRJI/s400/048.JPG" width="400" height="300" ru="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;Susanne said she didn't like oysters, but she liked this sandwich!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGEh3YtZlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PqOh4PJITIs/s1600/028.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGEh3YtZlI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PqOh4PJITIs/s400/028.JPG" width="400" height="300" ru="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;We enjoyed some good music. Here is a video clip of all three guitarists jamming together for the last set of the night. The guy on the right was my favorite of the night (I think Matt's too)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; CLEAR: both; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BORDER-RIGHT: medium none" class="separator"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-68e6ffddbbf66333" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68e6ffddbbf66333%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330007761%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C15643035E35F1858360D9DBD90AC46F4CB9FDD.17B1ADC0A608559312F95AAA723D749D03FABF20%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68e6ffddbbf66333%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0NyzRETUQ2T-Cgiy4A0IXAG-qgc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D68e6ffddbbf66333%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330007761%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3C15643035E35F1858360D9DBD90AC46F4CB9FDD.17B1ADC0A608559312F95AAA723D749D03FABF20%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D68e6ffddbbf66333%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0NyzRETUQ2T-Cgiy4A0IXAG-qgc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ej&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2604633037193927095?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2604633037193927095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2604633037193927095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2604633037193927095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2604633037193927095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-went-to-blues-concert-downtown-san.html' title='Night out on the town at the Poor House Bistro'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGD8BS3shI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Atn2t88njOo/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4975804278327158009</id><published>2010-06-23T03:12:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-06-23T04:42:41.589Z</updated><title type='text'>Home Brew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF63JzeHKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ooy_RmRt-Zc/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF63JzeHKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ooy_RmRt-Zc/s400/007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;My buddy Matt has finally made good on his threat to start brewing his own Root Beer and other flavored sodas.&amp;nbsp; This was my first time tasting his brew.&amp;nbsp; Pictured here is his lemon-lime and it was darn tootin' tasty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6q7fQu4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4yAW__EqoNY/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6q7fQu4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4yAW__EqoNY/s400/006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We went on a bike ride this day, but before we ventured out we had a nice tall cold glass of brew.&amp;nbsp; I'm certain this glass of soda was clearly the kick start of our fantastic ride.&amp;nbsp; Weather was amazing, and so was the trail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;This is his setup inside his garage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6q7fQu4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/4yAW__EqoNY/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6xB6c54I/AAAAAAAAAUs/qxb-jEh5AZ8/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6xB6c54I/AAAAAAAAAUs/qxb-jEh5AZ8/s400/005.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Here is his bucket of roots and other brew making ingredients.&amp;nbsp; He is still working on perfecting his root beer blend, but promises to be ready for Oktoberfest.&amp;nbsp; We have talked about doing something grand for Oktoberfest for a few years, and I think we may finally have something this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6hp-ApCI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_PCtzSmuUVo/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF6hp-ApCI/AAAAAAAAAUc/_PCtzSmuUVo/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF7BwNEr-I/AAAAAAAAAU8/rttkIvA4kSs/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGBItqJR4I/AAAAAAAAAVE/3zztRWwTSu0/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;We rode the trail in Almaden south until we hit the wall at the end.&amp;nbsp; I have a road slick on the back of my bike, so we couldn't take the off road trail.&amp;nbsp; Next time, we are hitting the off road!&amp;nbsp; We all had a blast and I am looking forward to the next ride!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGC2VKumEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lOHT5e2EMZI/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGC2VKumEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lOHT5e2EMZI/s400/013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGCBbJbMsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2qTqQBFZrXY/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCGCBbJbMsI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2qTqQBFZrXY/s320/012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/12673169-4975804278327158009?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4975804278327158009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4975804278327158009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4975804278327158009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4975804278327158009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-brew.html' title='Home Brew'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCF63JzeHKI/AAAAAAAAAU0/ooy_RmRt-Zc/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-506658371525866918</id><published>2010-06-21T04:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-06-23T02:27:14.557Z</updated><title type='text'>Been feeling like cooking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFv3aqKIYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-A0346GHf_A/s1600/101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFv3aqKIYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-A0346GHf_A/s200/101.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In case you haven't noticed from my most recent posts, I have been doing a fair amount of cooking lately.&amp;nbsp; When I am alone, I don't cook often.&amp;nbsp; I do, however, enjoy very pleasant meals when I am alone (I will post some pictures when I'm not so sleepy).&amp;nbsp; This morning, I had a nice bowl of organic Vanilla yogurt, layered with Fresh Raspberries and Blueberries, and two small slices of Garlic Battard bread and a small chunk of Brie and a bit of Herbed Goat Cheese.&amp;nbsp; I washed it all down with a nice glass of cold Chocolate Soy milk.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Holy moly, it was fantastic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFvT1XCajI/AAAAAAAAAS0/a5gyGwH7v04/s1600/109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFvT1XCajI/AAAAAAAAAS0/a5gyGwH7v04/s200/109.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At any rate, it's nice to cook in a nice sized kitchen and a gas stove top, and....an upper and lower oven!&amp;nbsp; Getting things together is a breeze!&amp;nbsp; This evening, I had two unexpected guests and we ate just fine.&amp;nbsp; I decided I wanted to make calzones.&amp;nbsp; We made wheat calzones, and garlic and herbs with a few combination of fillings:&amp;nbsp; chicken, spinach, and garlic sausage, and thickly sliced mushrooms, salami, marinated artichokes, and mozarella cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFu60A0SII/AAAAAAAAASs/TeMCmFLJbRg/s1600/106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFu60A0SII/AAAAAAAAASs/TeMCmFLJbRg/s200/106.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As appetizers, we enjoyed some leftover Bruschetta with Folded bread and goat cheese and brie.&amp;nbsp; I finished what was left of my chocolate soy milk to wash down my appetizer.&amp;nbsp; Delightful!&amp;nbsp; As I was preparing the calzones, an idea came to me like it came from heaven.&amp;nbsp; What was left of the sausage and artichoke&amp;nbsp;from the filling I decided to cook up with some red, orange, and yellow bell peppers, and whole garlic.&amp;nbsp; I put it all together in a medium saute pan and poured over some of the leftover marinade from the artichoke jar.&amp;nbsp; When it was all about done, I added some mushrooms and added coarse ground pepper.&amp;nbsp; It smelled amazing, and tasted even better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I enjoy cooking for others.&amp;nbsp; I really do!&amp;nbsp; I am tired by the end of it but it's very satisfying.&amp;nbsp; I eat very simply when I am by myself, but sure as heck don't mind getting into the kitchen for the long haul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;ej&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-506658371525866918?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/506658371525866918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=506658371525866918&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/506658371525866918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/506658371525866918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-feeling-like-cooking.html' title='Been feeling like cooking...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TCFv3aqKIYI/AAAAAAAAAS8/-A0346GHf_A/s72-c/101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5876748002155169054</id><published>2010-06-21T03:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-21T04:51:28.773Z</updated><title type='text'>Saturday of Fun</title><content type='html'>I had a very full day on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0730:&amp;nbsp; Rode my bike over to my Ninja's parent's house.&amp;nbsp; We jumped on the bikes and went on a nice bike ride.&amp;nbsp; It was great to ride and chat with my Ninja.&amp;nbsp; Our destination...Starbucks!&amp;nbsp; Yay!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I enjoyed some hot chocolate, and she her coffee, and we even stopped in at the ol' karate school to say "hello!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0945:&amp;nbsp; Arrived at the YB building for some basketball!&amp;nbsp; I hadn't really played ball like that in a long time.&amp;nbsp; We played full court and we ran 5s till about noon.&amp;nbsp; It felt good to get out there and run around.&amp;nbsp; Made some silly mistakes, but that's okay.&amp;nbsp; I felt good being out there moving the ball around and getting some exercise in.&amp;nbsp; I met a lot of new people, and I had fun playing with this group.&amp;nbsp; Everyone was chill and we had fun playing.&amp;nbsp; We played a really fun few games and never kept score.&amp;nbsp; It was excellent!&amp;nbsp; I wasn't even the only girl out there!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noon-thirty:&amp;nbsp; I had lunch.&amp;nbsp; I was starvin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1400:&amp;nbsp; Showered and rode over to my Ninja's parent's house for her dad, Phil's, birthday bash.&amp;nbsp; The food laid out there was incredible!&amp;nbsp; The appetizers alone were amazing.&amp;nbsp; It took everything in me not to take pictures of everything.&amp;nbsp; I had some of the most amazing roasted&amp;nbsp;bell peppers, with garlic and capers I had ever&amp;nbsp;imagined possible.&amp;nbsp; We also got a visit from "Marilyn Monroe."&amp;nbsp; Haha!&amp;nbsp; Phil's brother and sister in-law, got him a singing-gram for his birthday!&amp;nbsp; I will have to post that video later!&amp;nbsp; We all laughed and enjoyed her singing!&amp;nbsp; Good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1630:&amp;nbsp; Carrie and Taunya showed up to hang out and have dinner.&amp;nbsp; We went shopping for ingredients and they ended up doing all the work.&amp;nbsp; Jessie came too!&amp;nbsp; I had a terrible migraine by this point that I didn't even get to eat much when it was all done later in the evening.&amp;nbsp; Jessie saved me from what felt almost like utter destruction.&amp;nbsp; She gave me a nice shoulder and neck rub that helped me a ton!&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Jess!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I managed to go to bed fairly late, despite my best efforts to go to bed early.&amp;nbsp; We did watch "When in Rome" and I enjoyed that Josh guy a lot!&amp;nbsp; He is a super hottie!&amp;nbsp; On that note, I'm going to bed!&amp;nbsp; Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-5876748002155169054?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5876748002155169054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5876748002155169054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5876748002155169054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5876748002155169054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/saturday-of-fun.html' title='Saturday of Fun'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3562398721445790982</id><published>2010-06-17T18:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-06-17T19:00:08.446Z</updated><title type='text'>Last but not least, Dessert</title><content type='html'>Yes, there was also a fruit salad, but I felt that that was pretty self explanatory.&amp;nbsp; But just in case, here is the basic rundown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Salad:&amp;nbsp; 4 small white nectarines sliced fairly small, one small package of fresh blueberries, one large banana, a splash of lemon juice, and if the nectarines are too tart, a quick sprinkle of powdered sugar will bring it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Dessert.&amp;nbsp; Banana splits are easy, but this is better.&amp;nbsp; Pick your favorite toppings, I did!&amp;nbsp; While assembling your banana split bar for your guests to "Do It Yourself" while they are enjoying dinner, here's what how you prep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Slice the inside curve of each banana peel.&amp;nbsp; Throw some white granulated sugar inside and spread it around a bit.&amp;nbsp; Shove some semi sweet chocolate chips into the banana itself.&amp;nbsp; I just pushed them in until it was flush again.&amp;nbsp; Put about a teaspoon or so of butter on the inside as well.&amp;nbsp; I broke it up into pieces so it would be even and melt nicely.&amp;nbsp; Wrap each banana in foil and place on a cookie sheet that will prevent dripping.&amp;nbsp; Bake at 350 until soft!&amp;nbsp; It took about 20 minutes or so.&amp;nbsp; While baking, I prepped the DIY Banana Split Bar.&amp;nbsp; I laid out a jar of Butterscotch topping, Freshly cut Strawberries with a sprinkle of sugar to make them gooey, and hot fudge prepped in the micro for it's 25 second warm up.&amp;nbsp; We had a container of cool whip and cool whip in a can, maraschino cherries, and rainbow sprinkles ready to on top!&amp;nbsp; I took the French Vanilla and Chocolate Dreyers Rich and Creamy Ice Cream out of the freezer a few minutes ahead of time so it was soft enough to serve.&amp;nbsp; Carrie made some large chocolate chocolate chip cookie thingies with almond that we broke into pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We took the bananas and opened them up steaming!&amp;nbsp; Add three of any combination scoops of ice cream on the banana with a few pieces of cookies on the bottom and let each person put their toppings on to their liking!&amp;nbsp; They looked and smelled great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBpq93nIHAI/AAAAAAAAASc/Kjgfmpwoi3c/s1600/roasted+banana+splits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBpq93nIHAI/AAAAAAAAASc/Kjgfmpwoi3c/s400/roasted+banana+splits.jpg" width="371" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-3562398721445790982?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3562398721445790982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3562398721445790982&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3562398721445790982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3562398721445790982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-but-not-least-dessert.html' title='Last but not least, Dessert'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBpq93nIHAI/AAAAAAAAASc/Kjgfmpwoi3c/s72-c/roasted+banana+splits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5791717871871421206</id><published>2010-06-17T18:13:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-06-17T18:21:18.999Z</updated><title type='text'>Lightly Fried Sliced New Potatoes with Thyme</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBpnbfWF9dI/AAAAAAAAASU/h9UJUmMP8AM/s1600/citrus+chicken+and+asparagus+plate+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBpnbfWF9dI/AAAAAAAAASU/h9UJUmMP8AM/s400/citrus+chicken+and+asparagus+plate+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lightly Pan fried and sliced New potatoes with Thyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Simple dish and absolutely wonderful! Have fun with this one! I kept it really simple, because the flavor of the potatoes is really enhanced by the few ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;nbsp;New Potatoes (or Red potatoes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh Thyme Leaves&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black Peppercorns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kosher Salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shallots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grape seed oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Lightly pan fry largely chopped shallots in oil and add sliced new potatoes. Lightly salt at the beginning stage. When they start to get close to being done add coarsely ground peppercorns. Just before they are done pat away some of the excess oil and place in a baking pan, or baking sheet. I laid them in rows across the bottom of the pan, fanning them out so that while baking they would turn golden brown. Place them in a preheated oven for a about five to seven minutes, then sprinkle across the top with Thyme leaves and bake for another 3-5 minutes. Remove from oven and plate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The potatoes tasted and looked great! The pepper and thyme potatoes looked beautiful on the plate, next to the asparagus and chicken!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ej&lt;/div&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/12673169-5791717871871421206?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5791717871871421206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5791717871871421206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5791717871871421206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5791717871871421206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/lightly-fried-sliced-new-potatoes-with.html' title='Lightly Fried Sliced New Potatoes with Thyme'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBpnbfWF9dI/AAAAAAAAASU/h9UJUmMP8AM/s72-c/citrus+chicken+and+asparagus+plate+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-4089412721269809831</id><published>2010-06-17T16:54:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:59:23.719Z</updated><title type='text'>Asparagus over a bed of Sauteed Mushrooms, Shallots, Turkish Figs, &amp; Roasted Garlic</title><content type='html'>Sautéed Asparagus Bundles over a bed of whole roasted garlic with sautéed mushrooms, shallots, and Turkish Figs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bag of Asparagus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grape seed oil&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thickly Sliced Mushrooms (if you buy them prepackaged, buy at least two packages, to account for shrinkage when sautéed)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At least 1 whole garlic bulb&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4-6 shallots&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4-6 Turkish Figs (they vary in size, use your best judgment)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Package of fresh Chives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peppercorns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kosher Salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;In a small baking pan, drizzle oil and place cloves of garlic (peeled and prepped) and bake on 350 until soft and well roasted. Remove from oven. Meanwhile, sauté in pan shallots, figs, and mushrooms; prepare your asparagus during this time. (Feel free to add coarsely ground peppercorns and&amp;nbsp;small amount of salt&amp;nbsp;over the top of it all at this point). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Asparagus has a natural breaking point, “&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X-4tIs00NvM"&gt;bend and snap&lt;/a&gt;” for the perfectly edible spear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When mushroom mixture is nearly done, in a separate pan lightly sauté asparagus. You want them to be just shy of a dente, so be careful. When they look like they’re almost done, cook them a few seconds longer until they’re almost, almost done! Then lay them out on a cookie sheet or plate. Take 3-4 asparagus spears and tie them with a fresh chive. I tied the chives with a half hitch, and then wrapped the chive around to tie another half hitch on the other side. You can make bigger bundles, but the chives are delicate. You can place the bundles in foil or in a pan and bake for a few minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To serve, spread a few scoops of mushroom mixture on a plate and then place asparagus bundle on top! It will look and taste great! Too bad I left my camera in my friend’s car the day before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-4089412721269809831?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4089412721269809831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=4089412721269809831&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4089412721269809831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/4089412721269809831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/asparagus-over-bed-of-sauteed-mushrooms.html' title='Asparagus over a bed of Sauteed Mushrooms, Shallots, Turkish Figs, &amp; Roasted Garlic'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-3658010725332607800</id><published>2010-06-16T22:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:46:23.771Z</updated><title type='text'>Citrus and Thyme Chicken</title><content type='html'>Citrus and Thyme Chicken started with the question: How did Matt make the chicken at the church Christmas party a few years ago? He mentioned he used citrus in the pan as he baked the chicken. Oranges, I believe. However, he said he really didn't remember. It was enough for me to get the ol' noggin' into gear and formulate a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free Range Chicken Breasts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Package of Fresh Thyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 to 4 large oranges (Really Depends on how many pieces of chicken you wish to bake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-3 Lemons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-4 Limes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole Peppercorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kosher Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grape seed Oil&lt;/blockquote&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees. While the oven is a-warmin' up, rinse and pat dry chicken breasts and set aside with a drizzle&amp;nbsp;oil if you desire (I did). If the pieces are big enough and you're feeding a large group, or find out at the last minute that more than those who RSVP'd will be in attendance, cutting the breasts in half or in thirds will be okay. One a separate and clean cutting surface, use a sharp knife to slice all citrus (less one large orange) into about 1/4" thick slices. Layer all slices (less one orange) into a pan drizzled lightly with some oil, using the orange as your main foundation. Try and keep the lime and lemon balanced across the bottom of the pan to prevent one piece to taste more like lime vs. lemon and vice versa. After they are placed in the plan, lightly sprinkle Kosher salt over the slices. Take your single orange and zest it completely and set aside (if doing a large batch set aside two oranges, but zest only one). Then slice remaining orange and set aside. By this point the oven should be hot and ready to go! Place your chicken breasts on top of the bed of citrus and salt (I like to minimize salt, but do this to your liking). Cover with tin foil and bake for about 30 minutes. At about 20-25 minutes, depending on the thickness of the chicken, check on the chicken and if it looks to be close to done, grind coarsely peppercorns over the top of chicken breasts (I used a lot, as I love the robust flavor of freshly ground pepper)&amp;nbsp;and add a sprig of thyme to each slice. Cover, and let the chicken finish cooking. Be careful not to overcook, as it may cause chicken to dry out. You may serve with or without citrus as garnish, or on a bed of slightly warmed slices of orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-3658010725332607800?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3658010725332607800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=3658010725332607800&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3658010725332607800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/3658010725332607800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/citrus-and-thyme-chicken.html' title='Citrus and Thyme Chicken'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-714398451890187295</id><published>2010-06-16T22:56:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-06-17T15:45:13.715Z</updated><title type='text'>Recipe Posting</title><content type='html'>I am always terrible with posting recipes, as I usually make things up off the fly as I feel inspired.&amp;nbsp; However, the banana splits were mostly based of a recipe I came upon by accident and in prime "Erika Fashion," I put my own spin on things, especially since the grill wasn't out like I had hoped.&amp;nbsp; The propane take was out, but the grill was nowhere to be found.&amp;nbsp; The other anomaly was that the range top did not appear to be working.&amp;nbsp; So we began to do all the cooking in the ovens.&amp;nbsp; Thank goodness for&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Taunya&lt;/span&gt;!&amp;nbsp; She lit the range top with a match!&amp;nbsp; Our hero!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try and post a recipe at a "thyme."&amp;nbsp; I need to try and recount the steps so I can get it right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-714398451890187295?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/714398451890187295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=714398451890187295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/714398451890187295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/714398451890187295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/recipe-posting.html' title='Recipe Posting'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8981931442483361927</id><published>2010-06-16T06:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-16T06:14:54.078Z</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Number Bed - Advertisement</title><content type='html'>I love sleeping on a sleep number bed!&amp;nbsp; It really is the best thing since sliced bread!&amp;nbsp; Absolutely incredible!&amp;nbsp; I sleep so well when I am here house-sitting!!!!&amp;nbsp; I literally, don't want to get out of bed, which is very out of character for me.&amp;nbsp; Someday, I may want to own one in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8981931442483361927?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8981931442483361927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8981931442483361927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8981931442483361927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8981931442483361927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/sleep-number-bed-advertisement.html' title='Sleep Number Bed - Advertisement'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-7153950547933451410</id><published>2010-06-15T06:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-15T06:05:35.125Z</updated><title type='text'>I feel bad...</title><content type='html'>You know those times when you try and do something nice for another person, or persons, and end up screwing up the entire situation?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that was me today.&amp;nbsp; I gave up my ticket so another could participate, and ended up offending the person who offered me a ticket in the first place!&amp;nbsp; Then tried to renig on the deal so I could not offend the first, and felt bad for the second, only to have to probably miss because of work!&amp;nbsp; More than that, there is another side story, not worth mentioning here.&amp;nbsp; Oi vey!&amp;nbsp; Sometimes, when I think I'm trying to keep it simple, I really make things more complicated.&amp;nbsp; I cried in a dressing room today.&amp;nbsp; I got all choked up while trying on my $3 shirt I was considering for purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stay up late at night looking for the right answer to all my many quandaries&lt;br /&gt;All I ever conclude is that the answer is dependant upon the questions&amp;nbsp;I ask&lt;br /&gt;I don't ask why the grass is greener on the other side or how doves fly?&lt;br /&gt;Or why we wear many faces, hiding who we are under metaphorical masks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for, is to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Making choices, for&amp;nbsp;a greater good&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we may do things that we may regret&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;decide to&amp;nbsp;work and&amp;nbsp;make today the best day yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was far from perfect and I feel bad for choices made&lt;br /&gt;I created a lot of chaos, in my bed today, I should have stayed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-7153950547933451410?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7153950547933451410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=7153950547933451410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7153950547933451410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/7153950547933451410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-feel-bad.html' title='I feel bad...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-2713055110328085721</id><published>2010-06-14T17:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T17:20:04.879Z</updated><title type='text'>Week in Review</title><content type='html'>The weeks continue to improve!&amp;nbsp; Last week, my friends and I went to an Oakland A's&amp;nbsp;baseball game.&amp;nbsp; I have very little experience with live professional baseball, but I have come to the conclusion that &lt;a href="http://oakland.athletics.mlb.com/oak/ticketing/diamond_seating.jsp"&gt;Diamond Seats&lt;/a&gt; are remarkable!&amp;nbsp; A friend of mine was able to get &lt;a href="http://oakland.athletics.mlb.com/oak/ticketing/diamond_seating.jsp"&gt;Diamond Seats&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://oakland.athletics.mlb.com/oak/ticketing/diamond_seating.jsp"&gt;Diamond seats&lt;/a&gt; are awesome, but to be front row center &lt;a href="http://oakland.athletics.mlb.com/oak/ticketing/diamond_seating.jsp"&gt;Diamond Seats&lt;/a&gt;????&amp;nbsp; Holy Cow!&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that's right.&amp;nbsp; We sat right behind home plate.&amp;nbsp; We had a great view of everything!&amp;nbsp; Including the players' butts!&amp;nbsp; Not that I noticed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on TV the whole time!&amp;nbsp; I was glad I didn't pick my nose!&amp;nbsp; However, we were all shoving food in our faces the whole time!&amp;nbsp; I mean, hello????&amp;nbsp; The food was free!&amp;nbsp; Every section had their own server!&amp;nbsp; The menu was right there so we had to order right?&amp;nbsp; It was amazing.&amp;nbsp; Walking in, we saw &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hideki_Matsui"&gt;Matsui&lt;/a&gt;!!!!&amp;nbsp; He was right there walking past us!&amp;nbsp; In butt grabbing distance!&amp;nbsp; That's how close he was.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe it!&amp;nbsp; It was &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hideki_Matsui"&gt;Matsui&lt;/a&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, we had first rate parking and even the other &lt;a href="http://oakland.athletics.mlb.com/oak/ticketing/diamond_seating.jsp"&gt;Diamond Seats&lt;/a&gt; were envious of our seats!&amp;nbsp; As I was a few steps from the ladies room, a guy coming out of the men's room asked me how we were able to have those seats.&amp;nbsp; It was crazy!&amp;nbsp; Did I mention we saw &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hideki_Matsui"&gt;Matsui&lt;/a&gt;???&amp;nbsp; The food was nothing to write home about, it's a ball game after all, but still, it was a great time!&amp;nbsp; We felt like royalty!&amp;nbsp; I was not rooting for the A's, but it was fun!&amp;nbsp; I liked the part where the A's got stomped!&amp;nbsp; I am not a fan of LA teams at all, but I am not an A's fan.&amp;nbsp; Besides, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Frandsen"&gt;Kevin Frandsen&lt;/a&gt; (he is not ugly) and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hideki_Matsui"&gt;Hideki Matsui&lt;/a&gt; were on the Angels, so I was okay with rooting for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night I went to see "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kites_(film)"&gt;Kites&lt;/a&gt;" with my friend Diana.&amp;nbsp; It was my second time watching it and I loved it both times!&amp;nbsp; It's a Bollywood crossover film.&amp;nbsp; It's not the best movie you'll ever see, but watch it&amp;nbsp;for the fun of it!&amp;nbsp; There were some really funny parts!&amp;nbsp; It's more of an action chick flick type movie.&amp;nbsp; Mostly romantic, but with some car chases in the mix, and some Mafia type stuff as well.&amp;nbsp; I liked it.&amp;nbsp; I also liked Hrithik getting down on the dance floor.&amp;nbsp; He's got mad skills!&amp;nbsp; At any rate, after the movie I met up with some other ladies and we attempted to go roller skating in Milpitas.&amp;nbsp; It closes at 11pm, but they stop letting you in at 930pm.&amp;nbsp; We were all a bit miffed!&amp;nbsp; Almost had our own skate party in the parking lot, except we would have all had to share one pair of blades between the four of us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was jam packed!&amp;nbsp; I had to get up early for my test in San Jose for school.&amp;nbsp; I thought I was gonna get a ride from my cousin, but he never came home from the night before.&amp;nbsp; So then I was gonna take a 2 hour and 50 minute bus ride to SJ for my test!&amp;nbsp; I was not happy about that!&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, as I cried to Carrie about it, she said she would drop me in SJ.&amp;nbsp; I was so grateful!&amp;nbsp; My four hour allotted time for the test only took me 59 minutes!&amp;nbsp; Mattius and I were gonna drop over and play some basketball with some peeps before&amp;nbsp;our bike ride at noon, but my buddy needed help moving.&amp;nbsp; So, Mattius and I went and helped he and his wife move.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as we were done moving things&amp;nbsp;we headed over to &lt;a href="http://www.sjparks.org/Trails/LakeAlmadenPark.htm"&gt;Lake Almaden&lt;/a&gt; for a bike ride!&amp;nbsp; Mattius and I met up with Clayton, and Susanne.&amp;nbsp; It was awesome!&amp;nbsp; It was a nice casual ride and good conversation.&amp;nbsp; I forgot my water bottle, so I was not too thrilled about that.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, there are drinking fountains along the way!&amp;nbsp; We passed by the ol' Camden building and I remembered all the many years I spent going to church there, then hit the wall at the end of the trail.&amp;nbsp; With that, we turned around and headed back to the car!&amp;nbsp; It was an easy ride.&amp;nbsp; I think we might try starting the trail a little further out next time!&amp;nbsp; Allegedly, it was 91 degrees, but we didn't feel it.&amp;nbsp; There was a great breeze coming through, and the sun was at our backs!&amp;nbsp; We took the southern route as well and&amp;nbsp;the area is so beautiful that we just enjoyed the ride and the scenery.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Enjoyed a late lunch at&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/place?rls=com.microsoft:en-US&amp;amp;oe=utf8&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=la+victoria's+san+jose&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;hq=la+victoria's&amp;amp;hnear=San+Jose,+CA&amp;amp;cid=2357635443668620536"&gt;La Vic's&lt;/a&gt; and then parted ways for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Susanne and I drove up to Fremont so I could grab my clothes for my house sitting stint, then rushed back to meet up with Mattius and his girlfriend to drop in on a friend's birthday party then head over to the &lt;a href="http://www.poorhousebistro.com/"&gt;Poor House Bistro&lt;/a&gt; for a blues concert!&amp;nbsp; John Garcia rocked it!&amp;nbsp; Actually, all three guys rocked it!&amp;nbsp; There were three acts.&amp;nbsp; They all came together for the last set and it was amazing!&amp;nbsp; Can't remember his name, but the guy on stage left was awesome!&amp;nbsp; He was more along the style I like a lot!&amp;nbsp; All of them were good, but I preferred his style.&amp;nbsp; He was kind of like a slower, bluesy version of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chet_Atkins"&gt;Chet Atkins&lt;/a&gt;, kinda.&amp;nbsp; He was a country blues, but really clear and clean.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chet_Atkins"&gt;Chet Atkins&lt;/a&gt; but different?&amp;nbsp; Yeah, that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good time and the food there at &lt;a href="http://www.poorhousebistro.com/"&gt;PHB&lt;/a&gt; as always, was outstanding!&amp;nbsp; Go &lt;a href="http://www.poorhousebistro.com/"&gt;PHB&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; We'll be back!&amp;nbsp; The hostess said I should come back for open mic night and do stand up...not sure I will, but it was flattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-2713055110328085721?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2713055110328085721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=2713055110328085721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2713055110328085721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/2713055110328085721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/week-in-review.html' title='Week in Review'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-1708911430053622063</id><published>2010-06-14T15:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-18T17:06:23.835Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Evening Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, I had this entire wonderful menu planned!&amp;nbsp; Here is what I thought happened:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBZNJHh8olI/AAAAAAAAASE/yfN4YoQTRfI/s1600/david+eating+banana+split.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBZNJHh8olI/AAAAAAAAASE/yfN4YoQTRfI/s200/david+eating+banana+split.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Print out menu - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Put printed pages in backpack - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Print out Essay and Research Paper info for school - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Put printed pages in backpack - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Leave work with everything I needed for the weekend - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fast forward to weekend of shopping for ingredients for said menu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Start the car to go grocery shopping - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Where's my menu?" moment in the car - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Run back inside the house to grab my backpack - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Toss bag in the car and leave - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Get to the corner and decide to pull over and check backpack contents&amp;nbsp;- Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Dang it!&amp;nbsp; Can't find the menu plan!!!" moment on the side of the road - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;"Oi, gonna have to wing it" executive decision made - Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So, I purchased a bunch of ingredients that kinda sounded right,&amp;nbsp;including my groceries for the week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Fast forward to meal preparation time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBundp0rJ2I/AAAAAAAAASk/BtEwkmfBYME/s1600/citrus+chicken+and+asparagus+plate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" qu="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBundp0rJ2I/AAAAAAAAASk/BtEwkmfBYME/s200/citrus+chicken+and+asparagus+plate.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Decided menu is as follows:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Citrus and Thyme baked Chicken Breast with Orange Zest&lt;br /&gt;Sauteed Asparagus Bundles over a bed of whole roasted garlic&amp;nbsp;with sauteed mushrooms, shallots, and Turkish Figs&lt;br /&gt;Lightly Pan fried and sliced New potatoes with Thyme&lt;br /&gt;Fruit Salad - Blueberries, White Nectarines, and Banana&lt;br /&gt;Dessert - Roasted Banana Splits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I purchased some figs as snacks during the week and decided to add them to the menu plans.&amp;nbsp; It was a big experiment!&amp;nbsp; I was pleasantly surprised at how well the mushrooms, shallots, and figs came together.&amp;nbsp; I didn't try the banana splits or any of the food while it was hot, but the overall consensus wasn't too bad.&amp;nbsp; Chicken was a bit dry, my fault for over cooking it (especially since I didn't realize the Asparagus wouldn't arrive until after six).&amp;nbsp; I'm sure I will find many more ways to improve it.&amp;nbsp; I definitely would like to add more orange slices to the bottom of the pan, and be a lot more careful with the Orange &lt;span class="goog-spellcheck-word"&gt;zesting&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It was fun to actually cook again.&amp;nbsp; It's been awhile.&amp;nbsp; I had a lot of help with plating and prepping, so thanks to all of those that helped.&amp;nbsp; I don't have many pictures, since I left my camera in my friend's car this weekend, but I will try and post some I took with my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-1708911430053622063?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1708911430053622063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=1708911430053622063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1708911430053622063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/1708911430053622063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunday-evening-dinner.html' title='Sunday Evening Dinner'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TBZNJHh8olI/AAAAAAAAASE/yfN4YoQTRfI/s72-c/david+eating+banana+split.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-8863370211029440022</id><published>2010-06-08T17:55:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:45:16.993Z</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned</title><content type='html'>It's been just over ten years since I made a decision that would alter my life forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started off as me being kind of rude to the two young men at my doorstep on New Year's Eve in 1998, then hesitating for one more moment as one of the two cocked his head to say something [as I was revving to slam the door in their faces] I waited for what he would say.&amp;nbsp; I don't remember what was said completely, but I remember how I felt and what I was thinking.&amp;nbsp; I had no idea then what the impact of the course of the next few months would bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had decided 2 months previously, that I was going to turn over a new leaf and avoid drinking alcohol and other bad habits I learned in college.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a lifestyle for me.&amp;nbsp; The competitive spirit within me was never satisfied with drinking one when the the guy next to me was drinking two.&amp;nbsp; If he could drink two, I could drink two more above him and faster!&amp;nbsp; And so the pattern went on as such:&amp;nbsp; Whatever "he" could do I could do better, and so on and so forth.&amp;nbsp; I was already making changes in my life and looking for what I called "real people."&amp;nbsp; I used that phrase often in the next two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started off as mild curiosity, and appreciation for these two young men to want to share information about their beliefs and that on NYE, they had not invited me to a party to get wasted and to "rock on," was a good start to my&amp;nbsp;goal of meeting "real" people.&amp;nbsp; When they didn't return my call the next day, I remember feeling disappointed that these new people were flaky and it actually made me feel a tinge of sadness.&amp;nbsp; I remember how excited I was when they returned my second call!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We eventually started meeting on a regular basis.&amp;nbsp; I learned a lot of interesting information, and for a good bit of time, that's all it was to me:&amp;nbsp; interesting information.&amp;nbsp; As I started to read the scriptures they suggested and made efforts to pray and to know if what they were sharing was real and true.&amp;nbsp; Even before I really knew it what was happening, my life was changing for the better.&amp;nbsp; I started making better decisions in my life and seeing the world differently.&amp;nbsp; I saw myself differently.&amp;nbsp; Even so, I still wasn't sure about the whole "Christian thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After nearly two months of research and prayer and lots, and lots of support from the new people I was meeting, I finally had that moment of realization...and made the commitment to join the Church that I know was restored to the earth by a Prophet of God and is Christ's church on the earth today.&amp;nbsp; I have never regretted the decision to be baptised.&amp;nbsp; It was a long and difficult road to change my lifestyle and to discover who I am within this world as a member of Christ's church, what and who&amp;nbsp;I stand for, and where I want to be in throughout Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, over ten years later, I am still a strong (at least I work hard to be) and faithful member of Christ's church, and my testimony has not faltered.&amp;nbsp; I have made mistakes, but the power of the Atonement has been a constant friend to me, and Repentance has shown me how important it is to stay close to our Heavenly Father.&amp;nbsp; The Holy Ghost as my companion through my life has always reminded me of my Father's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for the knowledge I have gained and continue to gain each day.&amp;nbsp; I have a strong testimony of the power of prayer, and how we can grow in our faith by being faithful and diligent each day.&amp;nbsp; Obedience is more than just doing as the Lord would want us to, but it's about being humble and meek.&amp;nbsp; Humility is not weakness, it is strength entering your body and into&amp;nbsp;your soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ej&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-8863370211029440022?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8863370211029440022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=8863370211029440022&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8863370211029440022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/8863370211029440022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/06/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12673169.post-5189979349091792771</id><published>2010-05-29T19:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-05-29T19:43:10.636Z</updated><title type='text'>A few Bike Party Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrN5aInqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3ihpMRyMsio/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476776508352143010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrN5aInqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3ihpMRyMsio/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrNo4GLiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FDMaI-seXkQ/s1600/110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476776503914409506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrNo4GLiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/FDMaI-seXkQ/s400/110.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrNAk2ygI/AAAAAAAAARs/lG7Bt12DCZs/s1600/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; HEIGHT: 289px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476776493096290818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrNAk2ygI/AAAAAAAAARs/lG7Bt12DCZs/s400/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrMkOb1EI/AAAAAAAAARk/DGWaUN1EtAY/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 338px; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476776485486056514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrMkOb1EI/AAAAAAAAARk/DGWaUN1EtAY/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12673169-5189979349091792771?l=down-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5189979349091792771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12673169&amp;postID=5189979349091792771&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5189979349091792771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12673169/posts/default/5189979349091792771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://down-home.blogspot.com/2010/05/few-bike-party-pics.html' title='A few Bike Party Pics'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06003645006817581575</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gjw0IkZ_GiY/TAFrN5aInqI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3ihpMRyMsio/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>
