<?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-7752796415640602523</id><updated>2012-01-30T23:05:10.723-05:00</updated><category term='cancer'/><category term='Eva Cassidy'/><category term='movies'/><category term='computers'/><category term='10k'/><category term='other blogs of interest'/><title type='text'>JRob Blogs</title><subtitle type='html'>pictures, thoughts, words, love and tales of grace</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>400</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3469638516486651894</id><published>2011-09-15T09:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T10:30:08.028-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaches and Basil? what... I will be trying this tonight!</title><content type='html'>i found this online and since my parents brought me fresh peaches during their one night stay.. and cuz we have a large basil bush in our yard.. then i will be trying this tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MeomFB14yjc/TnILzhcKCVI/AAAAAAAAERQ/g5nfPAkoZ9Y/s1600/June_2011_409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MeomFB14yjc/TnILzhcKCVI/AAAAAAAAERQ/g5nfPAkoZ9Y/s320/June_2011_409.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652593462081096018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8h6L-ttevX0/TnILzfRo3jI/AAAAAAAAERI/c4AnIJrLxqo/s1600/June_2011_390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8h6L-ttevX0/TnILzfRo3jI/AAAAAAAAERI/c4AnIJrLxqo/s320/June_2011_390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652593461500108338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaches and Basil... Amazing Together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I would share one of my favorite summertime yummy goodness treats!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this recipe in Real Simple (original recipe at link) several years ago and when I tried it I was in taste bud heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a single serve snack, this is what I do:&lt;br /&gt;1-2 ripe peaches&lt;br /&gt;fresh mozzarella &lt;br /&gt;fresh basil leaves (5 or 6) torn into small pieces&lt;br /&gt;A splash of olive oil&lt;br /&gt;Freshly ground pepper and a pinch of sea salt&lt;br /&gt;(regular table S &amp; P is just fine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make this for parties all the time too. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix it together and get ready for an amazing, tasty treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love peaches, basil, and mozzarella but the idea of salt and pepper with olive oil intrigued me.&lt;br /&gt;Are YOU intrigued?&lt;br /&gt;You will not be disappointed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Go make it. Right now. And tell me what you think. :)http://twoshadesofpink.blogspot.com/2011/06/peaches-and-basil-amazing-together.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3469638516486651894?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3469638516486651894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3469638516486651894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3469638516486651894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3469638516486651894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/09/peaches-and-basil-what-i-will-be-trying.html' title='Peaches and Basil? what... I will be trying this tonight!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MeomFB14yjc/TnILzhcKCVI/AAAAAAAAERQ/g5nfPAkoZ9Y/s72-c/June_2011_409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8804955283687921456</id><published>2011-09-14T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T16:58:12.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Et8wsjOgd3g/TnEVY7iTK9I/AAAAAAAAERA/06B1mKGU27I/s1600/307027_10150363040548688_713008687_10001487_1117390595_n.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Et8wsjOgd3g/TnEVY7iTK9I/AAAAAAAAERA/06B1mKGU27I/s400/307027_10150363040548688_713008687_10001487_1117390595_n.jpg' border='0' alt=''style='clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to south carolina for Labor Day and it was a wonderful weekend! simpley wonderful.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/7752796415640602523-8804955283687921456?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8804955283687921456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8804955283687921456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8804955283687921456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8804955283687921456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-went-to-south-carolina-for-labor-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Et8wsjOgd3g/TnEVY7iTK9I/AAAAAAAAERA/06B1mKGU27I/s72-c/307027_10150363040548688_713008687_10001487_1117390595_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4920765886514976665</id><published>2011-09-13T09:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T09:38:54.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i used to like old men- now i only like them from afar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56nLxRSKjKU/Tm9c2EWTAOI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/eLQur1MvxdE/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56nLxRSKjKU/Tm9c2EWTAOI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/eLQur1MvxdE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651838141323215074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am embarrassed by my lack of patience. &lt;br /&gt;Does anyone ever feel this way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of myself as a caring and understanding person, but there are certain matters that really make me loose patience- without even realizing it. The two things that I am going to bring to light today are:&lt;br /&gt;1. When I am taken for granted. Lately the food items at my house are being used without being replaced... and it just urks me to no end. And there is a general lack of respect at my work. This is hard to write about, cuz I have yet to find words to describe my dissatisfaction- just words that talk about my feelings... but I am working on finding the words. Sometimes I'll say something and no one responds... other times it seems as if there isn't a fair standard. but it brings me to a point where I get so internally heated. I'm sweet and dorky- but not a doormat. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Conversations with Old men. I used to say that i liked old men.(70 and older) And I still do- from afar. cuz conversations with older men are something that makes my patience dwindle to next to nothing. There is someone I know that is older and he isn't funny and what he says leaves me with no response... so I act rudely to him to get away. I work with him. Isn't this horrible, to feel this way? He just seems so full of himself and says things that point out how much better he is than others. he also wants to talk about strange jokes. (today was something about a lawn mower and a toothbrush.. not funny.) I do not like conversations with anyone about how that person is so amazing and others are not, so imagine it from a older gentleman who smells strongly of strange cologne and tells jokes nonstop that are dumb. How do you respond to someone that walks past you and says, "I'm heading to the bathroom, is there anything that I can get from there from you?" the Joke is so over 4 months ago. he wants a response every time too... and if I don't say anything he asks me what I am ignoring him. ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, grow patience in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4920765886514976665?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4920765886514976665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4920765886514976665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4920765886514976665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4920765886514976665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-used-to-like-old-men-now-i-only-like.html' title='i used to like old men- now i only like them from afar'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-56nLxRSKjKU/Tm9c2EWTAOI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/eLQur1MvxdE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8654840974369072542</id><published>2011-09-11T12:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:45:56.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>drawers as planters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh_ew1LejWg/TmzlmpCF46I/AAAAAAAAEQw/tW8sySPBbSM/s1600/garden_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh_ew1LejWg/TmzlmpCF46I/AAAAAAAAEQw/tW8sySPBbSM/s320/garden_box.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651144084455547810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been playing with the idea of updating/ making my backyard functional. how cute is this idea? Jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8654840974369072542?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8654840974369072542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8654840974369072542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8654840974369072542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8654840974369072542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/09/drawers-as-planters.html' title='drawers as planters'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh_ew1LejWg/TmzlmpCF46I/AAAAAAAAEQw/tW8sySPBbSM/s72-c/garden_box.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1485629539977544293</id><published>2011-09-11T12:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:44:18.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>cute outfit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKaNii0KXk4/TmzlKiEmaBI/AAAAAAAAEQo/4MQ7u1EYm7s/s1600/tumblr_lqtx4ySFxH1qg7d0h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKaNii0KXk4/TmzlKiEmaBI/AAAAAAAAEQo/4MQ7u1EYm7s/s320/tumblr_lqtx4ySFxH1qg7d0h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651143601550682130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this outfit- simple yet stylish. I def need some style in my life. anyone interested in going through what i have and helping me piece it together? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1485629539977544293?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1485629539977544293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1485629539977544293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1485629539977544293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1485629539977544293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/09/cute-outfit.html' title='cute outfit'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKaNii0KXk4/TmzlKiEmaBI/AAAAAAAAEQo/4MQ7u1EYm7s/s72-c/tumblr_lqtx4ySFxH1qg7d0h.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8142416080757727276</id><published>2011-09-11T12:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T12:42:44.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sept 2011 partial update with life.</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll.... the summer of 2011 has been winding down, huh? I worked this summer and basically stayed afloat. I am looking forward to catching up on life this fall... and that means keeping involved in your lives.. so thus here I am back on the blog. I love reading your blogs and mostly enjoy the awesome photographs that are popping up.  &lt;br /&gt;I am still working at the oceanfront and am looking to see if I may move up in the company- be praying for that. &lt;br /&gt;I have been posting regularly on my tumblr account with creative things that inspire me... mostly party and wedding themed. So if you are up for it- go take a gander. :) ( the link is two posts below this one) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are retired now and very cute- but they are still grumpy and bicker... they came in town last night for one night cuz they were in the outerbanks... i had to work today so they got back on the road for their 6 hour drive to the mountains. &lt;br /&gt;I enjoy having them around but have learned that I could never live with them again... I have lately been entertaining the thought of moving in with them as I try to establish roots in southwest va/roanoke- but i am really not sure where the Lord wants me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welp better get back to work. :) holla at me sometime. i love ya all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8142416080757727276?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8142416080757727276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8142416080757727276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8142416080757727276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8142416080757727276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/09/sept-2011-partial-update-with-life.html' title='sept 2011 partial update with life.'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5814147070439911497</id><published>2011-04-10T18:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T19:12:12.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I believe that I am back... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith talked to me about my life last night and he made a lot of sense. He asked me  how am I surviving with all the stuff that I have been hit with? (if you don't know- welp- yep I've been hit with my share of crap these past serveral years) and my answer was- hope for the future. But as I further examined my life I realized that I have given up living and goal setting. I have decided that I wasn't working toward anything besides surviving the punches. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to enjoying the summer and life and yay for getting back to this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5814147070439911497?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5814147070439911497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5814147070439911497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5814147070439911497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5814147070439911497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-believe-that-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2932340397378750845</id><published>2010-09-12T13:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T13:07:01.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>http://jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com/</title><content type='html'>There are lots of things going on in my tumblr blog..... LOTS! ( I'm actually pleased at my posting!) go check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Naomi, I'm not sure how to do comments. I sent my fellow tumblr friend an email asking her- so I'll let you know when I hear back. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2932340397378750845?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2932340397378750845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2932340397378750845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2932340397378750845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2932340397378750845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/09/httpjennylynnrobertsontumblrcom.html' title='http://jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com/'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3800225715373739716</id><published>2010-08-26T13:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:06:25.122-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tumblr transition</title><content type='html'>I have a new blog... I decided to open a tumblr account instead of playing with blogspot's backgrounds... I have been having trouble with people reading the things I write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be making the transition very soon- so add this link to your blog feed- &lt;a href="http://jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   jennylynnrobertson.tumblr.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sort of sad- a change...i feel like my blog has been a sort of a legacy....... but I will be a better blogger on the tumblr- I just feel it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3800225715373739716?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3800225715373739716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3800225715373739716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3800225715373739716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3800225715373739716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/08/tumblr-transition.html' title='tumblr transition'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7480494683333592753</id><published>2010-08-20T15:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:28:48.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>venting about caring to be seen. :)</title><content type='html'>I have some thoughts on my mind. I can't wait to meet someone that treats me the way that my expectations say I should be treated. I want someone (friend, family, boyfriend) to read me without me having to use words..... and then fight through my words when I am talking to much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my "nextdoor neighbor" at work today and I was explaining about an interesting phone call that I had this week. I haven't seen a friend of mine in a while. I was disapointed to find out that I would be working when they came back to the beach. I told them... "darn, I was hoping to get to see you." and their response was - "well I don't really need to see you."  What? What? I don't care if i hardly know a person, if it is someone that I work with, my housemate, a dear friend, family member, boy or girl... if someone is coming back in town and I tell them that I would love to see them- then they should be honored. Who comes out and says that they don't really need to see another person that obviously cares?  I asked my friend, "really?" and they My friend said - "sorry that I can't tell you what you want to hear." ... what did they think i wanted from them that was too much for them to give? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been urking me all day. My next door neighbor was totally on my side- he, Lewis, couldn't understand why I was friends or even an aquaintance with someone that would talk to me like that. ugh.. I know lewis is right... but It makes me wonder... did i do something that allowed a person talk to me that way? &lt;br /&gt;(I wanted them to want to see me, too. why were they not even interested in making plans to get together?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh &lt;br /&gt;ok vent over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7480494683333592753?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7480494683333592753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7480494683333592753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7480494683333592753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7480494683333592753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/08/venting-about-caring-to-be-seen.html' title='venting about caring to be seen. :)'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5342059618158172840</id><published>2010-08-20T14:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:04:01.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I work hard for my money- A JOB!</title><content type='html'>Hello World. &lt;br /&gt;yes I am at my work and I am blogging. :) There are certain websites that are blocked by my computer- but googlereader and my blog are totally available for me to type on. but of course I didn't check it out until today. :) I've been working here for a month now. I actually got my first paycheck today. yippppeeee! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like what I have been doing- answering calls- making reservations.... somedays I do really well and other days (like today) I can only make one or two.&lt;br /&gt;Most days I can read all my blogs, my regent email, make at least one phone call, text all I want, and also read on a book.... I am reading Eat pray love right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yep.. I'm a working girl. 9-5pm.... and then at least one weekend day. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5342059618158172840?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5342059618158172840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5342059618158172840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5342059618158172840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5342059618158172840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-work-hard-for-my-money-job.html' title='I work hard for my money- A JOB!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-9089699472364327975</id><published>2010-07-28T23:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T23:22:11.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting products: a tie that helps you have a better relationship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TFDzRA4FYEI/AAAAAAAAEQI/5Db1Vwn9P24/s1600/phone2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TFDzRA4FYEI/AAAAAAAAEQI/5Db1Vwn9P24/s320/phone2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499162618637934658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a fan of interesting products.... this website has a bunch of them- including jello glasses that are biodegradable AND this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tie that blocks cell phone service... it is designed to be apart of one of&lt;a href="http://www.thewayweseetheworld.com/design1.html"&gt; the company's projects&lt;/a&gt;- getting people to hang up the cell phone and actually spend quality time with each other... verses being in each other's presence but being preoccupied by texts, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there is an ummm - ehhh- well--- hmmmm questionable interesting product just below the tie- having to do with menstrual blood and stem cells.... just as a "warning")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-9089699472364327975?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/9089699472364327975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=9089699472364327975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/9089699472364327975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/9089699472364327975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/interesting-products-tie-that-helps-you.html' title='interesting products: a tie that helps you have a better relationship'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TFDzRA4FYEI/AAAAAAAAEQI/5Db1Vwn9P24/s72-c/phone2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5601804760888699595</id><published>2010-07-27T02:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T02:18:14.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>housing and a job all in five days.... ready set- Go!</title><content type='html'>so here is an update on my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I need to move out of my current room NLT JUly 31st- this coming Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;-I have found a really cute townhouse- for a very inexpensive price ($375 + utilities)- but I am finding that I do not have the time left to fill it/sign the paperwork/move in. I worked really hard on this- arranging people- talking to the owners a lot- and even picking up the key to show it to friends. but I just don't have the people to fill it. &lt;br /&gt;- i looked at a place today. It is nice- but there is no laundry OR a kitchen. but utilities are included for $500. &lt;br /&gt;- I looked at apartments on Friday with Stacy- but don't think I'm qualified to live in a complex because i am in between jobs&lt;br /&gt;- I also called someone about a room- but the only time they have available for me to see it is Thursday- cutting it real close. :) &lt;br /&gt;- I am going to call two leads tomorrow &amp; talk to Sarah C. about possibilities and living with her, but it might just be easier for me to find a place on my own from the roommate wanted list from Regent- I only have four/five days. and these people already have places they just need people to fill them. &lt;br /&gt;- I have a job interview tomorrow... and Wednesday. the thing is- the one Wednesday is a group interview then they make their selections within 24 hours. I am not sure the number of hours or the pay for the Wednesday job- but I think that I would like it better.... but i think the thing tomorrow is a pretty certain thing. Do I tell the people on Tuesday that I need 48 hours to make a decision- will they hold the job for me? &lt;br /&gt;- I'm not too motivated to pack up yet... but I need to start that, too. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week A place to live is a mUSt... and I think that I will be getting a job, too. :) but the job thing isn't as worrisome as the housing thing. Do I wait for the townhouse and my friends to work it out/make a decision? Do I go for the room in the above the garage apartment with no kitchen- just cuz I could easily move in any day this week? Do I call a couple leads I have and go looking at more places? Do I tell Sarah c. that I will live with her and have to research?  Lord- there are so many ways to turn... I pray that my path will be directed in a single direction and that all the options will fade away to the best and easiest (and cheapest) choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5601804760888699595?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5601804760888699595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5601804760888699595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5601804760888699595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5601804760888699595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/housing-and-job-all-in-five-days-ready.html' title='housing and a job all in five days.... ready set- Go!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2084753874829797108</id><published>2010-07-25T21:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T21:17:33.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>found a newspaper article where I was quoted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEzh7SDb7eI/AAAAAAAAEQA/WTZxDsLC82M/s1600/bpandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEzh7SDb7eI/AAAAAAAAEQA/WTZxDsLC82M/s320/bpandi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498017653687315938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEzh7GiEs0I/AAAAAAAAEP4/jG0nje5XwXA/s1600/17373_508087937696_215500292_30611543_1201688_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEzh7GiEs0I/AAAAAAAAEP4/jG0nje5XwXA/s320/17373_508087937696_215500292_30611543_1201688_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498017650594591554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some photos of me way back at the inauguration (the group photo is some of us with Regent's President Elect- Dr. Campos and his wife.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking for places to live this past week. Several people had posted ads on the Regent Off campus housing website. I wasn't familiar with some of the people- so I typed their names into google- to see what came up. (It is always nice to put a face to a name... some call it stalking- hehe). But it made me curious to what I would find if I typed in 'Jenny Robertson Regent' .... and I just found a news paper article with that cited something i must have said during the swearing in of Bob McDonnell as Virginia's governor. :) funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the article&lt;a href="http://henricocitizen.com/clients/henricocitizen/mcdonnell-vows-to-create-jobs-p1871.htm?twindow=Default&amp;smenu=1&amp;mad=No"&gt;- HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2084753874829797108?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2084753874829797108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2084753874829797108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2084753874829797108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2084753874829797108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/found-newspaper-article-where-i-was.html' title='found a newspaper article where I was quoted'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEzh7SDb7eI/AAAAAAAAEQA/WTZxDsLC82M/s72-c/bpandi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5915671333415930973</id><published>2010-07-22T02:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T02:31:20.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A new experience: that i'd like to try- Sandwich in a can</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEflnkApUFI/AAAAAAAAEPU/fTp9pYX8GqE/s1600/100715-candwich-vmed-330p_grid-4x2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEflnkApUFI/AAAAAAAAEPU/fTp9pYX8GqE/s320/100715-candwich-vmed-330p_grid-4x2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496614338073022546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wonderful.. well .. okay.. it is at least interesting idea. &lt;br /&gt;I would love to try it! &lt;br /&gt;(if you find one near you- would you let me know?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/38268129/ns/today-foodwine/?gt1=43001&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5915671333415930973?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5915671333415930973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5915671333415930973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5915671333415930973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5915671333415930973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-experience-that-id-like-to-try.html' title='A new experience: that i&apos;d like to try- Sandwich in a can'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TEflnkApUFI/AAAAAAAAEPU/fTp9pYX8GqE/s72-c/100715-candwich-vmed-330p_grid-4x2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-733058087609493556</id><published>2010-07-22T02:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T02:29:12.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>looking for a place to live and my employment history for the last 3 months</title><content type='html'>so nothing too new or interesting... my adventure buddy is out of town for a few weeks and I have been devoting myself to finding a job (lots of applications) and today I started looking for a place to live. &lt;br /&gt;I need to be out of my current place by July 31st... YEP NEXT WEEK! &lt;br /&gt;I have been putting off looking for a place to live, because I wasn't sure if I was going to stick around the Virginia Beach area.  I don't have a job and that means I was fearful that I wouldn't be able to make rent.. so I the plan was to move back to Richmond and live in the empty house that my parents are selling.. until the house sold- or until I found a job. BUT my parents made a big leap of faith yesterday and told me that they would help me out with rent until I got a job. I have been looking for a job for over three months... I have had a job- then got let go before the job even started, told that I was the top contender for a job but then was told I wasn't being considered because of a serious misunderstanding, I then got another job only to have that job end after a short time because the lady that originally had the job decided that her new job in the company wasn't what she wanted. ...I have since been on interviews for jobs that were already filled and interviews for jobs that told me they would let me know in three weeks. but I am still putting in applications. What stresses me out are the jobs that you apply for online that tell you not to call. I have applied for a couple (2)- jobs with the city of va beach and 2 applications with a bank online... there is no way to even know if my application is being considered. the website just says that they'll contact me if they want me to interview... I just know if I met them that they would give me a chance. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway- so now I am looking for a place to live. &lt;br /&gt;Even the options are stressful- what to do Lord? live with a group? live in a house with several girls? live with one other person? live with a random other person off a housing list from the school? hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-733058087609493556?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/733058087609493556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=733058087609493556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/733058087609493556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/733058087609493556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/looking-for-place-to-live-and-my.html' title='looking for a place to live and my employment history for the last 3 months'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1753902573122491114</id><published>2010-07-16T02:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T02:23:55.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Now- documenting new experiences- A tides game</title><content type='html'>I've decided to start documenting some of the things that I am up to... I am a person that loves experiences... but what good is an experience if you can't share it. (and this way I can keep track of some great memories.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some new things that I've tried lately...&lt;br /&gt;I'v been job searching a lot lately- so i tried a temp agency. Not too painful. I give it a B as a grade for the type of experience. Now if i get a great job- then it'll get a higher grade. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight we got free tickets and went to see a Norfolk Tides game... that might not have been the most amazing baseball game that I have ever seen, but I had a nice time. Keith had never been to a baseball game outside of going to high school/little league games... I don't think he liked this game too much. Isn't that hard? when you like something and want to share it with someone- but the experience just isn't that great for them? I really try to make sure that people love the things that I love. &lt;br /&gt;(I also ran into Mark and Kristin LoPresti there :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know me... there are def more new experiences to come :) stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1753902573122491114?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1753902573122491114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1753902573122491114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1753902573122491114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1753902573122491114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/starting-now-documenting-new.html' title='Starting Now- documenting new experiences- A tides game'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-355169421740064985</id><published>2010-07-07T04:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T04:39:41.782-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i process through this blog, more often than not. I don't go back and read what I write.. but just use it as almost a processing journal. So, The following may sound random: but I've been sitting up in bed for the last hour thinking about standards. I've even been on forums and searching websites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told about something by someone this week and it has been gnawing on my mind all week. I am feeling guilty of having a hard time thinking about the person the same after they revealed something to me. It got me thinking- of course.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever leave a bubble and then find yourself conforming to the world around you? Maybe it wasn't a bubble that I left, but an area of life where my thoughts were just equally aligned. I am missing the alignment. I have been praying for a bible study of mature girls and a group of singles/marrieds here in VA beach that would uplift and have a high standard. I want to talk to someone about what I now know about this person. I want someone to tell me how to release the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this goes along with this- Recently I have found myself struggling with the urge to fight against the people around me. Fight their complacent nature. Fight the way they blame their lack of seeking the Lord on "being hurt by the church." Fight their inability to care about others. Fight their rationalization when it comes to bad jokes. Fight the mentality that people shouldn't care for others. Fight the idea that girls can care about God and should be holy, but guys can get away with objectifying women and being careless. Fight against being a victim from people that just don't fit right with me... but I am trying so hard to make them fit. What the... ?!? that isn't the Jenny that I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found myself just trying to fit myself into these people groups... I forgive so easily. This is a pact to myself... I will not cast aside my morals or my ideals. I will reevaluate and if that means starting over... lets do it! If I start now then I can get over the pain sooner. :) &lt;br /&gt;But I don't really want to be abandoned- ugh stupid emotions. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-355169421740064985?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/355169421740064985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=355169421740064985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/355169421740064985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/355169421740064985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-process-through-this-blog-more-often.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3340024124986805122</id><published>2010-07-06T19:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:01:54.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoarding</title><content type='html'>Regent's campus Chaplain wrote an interesting and very relevant blog recently. It is about hoarding emotions and hurt. It really struck home with me. Just thought I'd share in case you want to read it and explore the topic in your own life. &lt;a href="http://rwetheryet.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-hoarding-rewarding.html"&gt;Are we there yet blog.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;http://rwetheryet.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-hoarding-rewarding.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3340024124986805122?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3340024124986805122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3340024124986805122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3340024124986805122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3340024124986805122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/hoarding.html' title='Hoarding'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-6330153577041425640</id><published>2010-07-06T18:44:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T19:01:36.449-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm crazy jenny- no worries. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TDO1jmcV07I/AAAAAAAAEPM/niHTeVscacs/s1600/22.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TDO1jmcV07I/AAAAAAAAEPM/niHTeVscacs/s320/22.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490931993914233778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I would like to let you know that I am happy. I am struggling with my life and my lack of stability. I am hurting over the image that people that have of me. But I am still happy Jenny. I feel that a day doesn't go by where I am not 'punched in the gut.' BUt No worries, I am a person that has been hurt (let's just be honest) but I have a Lord that is big. And I can take it... I have a powerful weapon in prayer. I just pray that one day the obsticals will end. (I write this so you don't worry that I am changing into a bitter old lady. :) I am still peppy freckled crazy Jenny... that is learning to really lean on the Lord. :) It has been a 29 year journey and I will glady take 29X3 more years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a wedding this weekend and a lady I met one time two years ago came up to me and said... 'Hi Crazy Jenny, how are you?' hahaha made me laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-6330153577041425640?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/6330153577041425640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=6330153577041425640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6330153577041425640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6330153577041425640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-crazy-jenny-no-worries.html' title='I&apos;m crazy jenny- no worries. :)'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TDO1jmcV07I/AAAAAAAAEPM/niHTeVscacs/s72-c/22.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2638663186137066095</id><published>2010-06-30T02:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:32:36.249-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful song lyrics: faithful</title><content type='html'>I have such hope in summer. Even when life isn’t too fun.. the sun just wakes me up. I found the following song by Brooke Fraiser that I really loved the lyrics of. The song is called Faithful. Enjoy (i encourage you to look this song up and give it a listen)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's distance in the air and I cannot make it leave&lt;br /&gt;i wave my arms' round about me and blow with all my might&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sense you close, though I know you're always here&lt;br /&gt;But the comfort of you near is what i long for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;When I can't feel you, I have learned to reach out just the same&lt;br /&gt;When I can't hear you, I know you still hear everyword I pray&lt;br /&gt;And i want you more than i want to live another day&lt;br /&gt;And as I wait for you maybe I'm made more faithful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the folly of the past, though I know it is undone&lt;br /&gt;i still feel the guilty one, still trying to make it right&lt;br /&gt;So i whisper soft your name, let it roll around my tounge,&lt;br /&gt;knowing you're the only one who knows me&lt;br /&gt;You know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;br /&gt;Show me how I should live this&lt;br /&gt;Show me where I should walk&lt;br /&gt;I count this world as loss to me&lt;br /&gt;You are all I want&lt;br /&gt;You are all I want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2638663186137066095?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2638663186137066095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2638663186137066095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2638663186137066095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2638663186137066095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/06/wonderful-song-lyrics-faithful.html' title='wonderful song lyrics: faithful'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8534659711004609082</id><published>2010-06-30T02:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:31:11.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>funny country song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrkkU9bRTI/AAAAAAAAEPE/-mqehdYI5kA/s1600/Jaron_And_The_Long_Road_To_Love-Pray_For_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrkkU9bRTI/AAAAAAAAEPE/-mqehdYI5kA/s320/Jaron_And_The_Long_Road_To_Love-Pray_For_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488450408657143090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard the country song “pray for you”  by the group jaron &amp; the long road to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is funny in a wrong sort of way :)  it is Christian country humor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8534659711004609082?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8534659711004609082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8534659711004609082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8534659711004609082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8534659711004609082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-country-song.html' title='funny country song'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrkkU9bRTI/AAAAAAAAEPE/-mqehdYI5kA/s72-c/Jaron_And_The_Long_Road_To_Love-Pray_For_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1782372457730271328</id><published>2010-06-30T02:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:29:01.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>more saying images that I like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrjvbqQ5SI/AAAAAAAAEO8/2EV0bsqKe94/s1600/tumblr_l0xqzfSMLw1qzr04eo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrjvbqQ5SI/AAAAAAAAEO8/2EV0bsqKe94/s320/tumblr_l0xqzfSMLw1qzr04eo1_400.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449499922752802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrju80uV1I/AAAAAAAAEO0/sjSoIAnlFT0/s1600/tumblr_kxy0wqxy0W1qzjor8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrju80uV1I/AAAAAAAAEO0/sjSoIAnlFT0/s320/tumblr_kxy0wqxy0W1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488449491645126482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCri-rzLScI/AAAAAAAAEOs/awa2zfx2gtg/s1600/tumblr_kthye0RsEZ1qzjor8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCri-rzLScI/AAAAAAAAEOs/awa2zfx2gtg/s320/tumblr_kthye0RsEZ1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488448662441511362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCri-T7P2vI/AAAAAAAAEOk/7XNiEt8I7is/s1600/forget,life,forgive,forgiveness,forgive,people,quotes-37549381d0679c1b75470463c0218954_h.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCri-T7P2vI/AAAAAAAAEOk/7XNiEt8I7is/s320/forget,life,forgive,forgiveness,forgive,people,quotes-37549381d0679c1b75470463c0218954_h.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488448656032914162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCri9qAre9I/AAAAAAAAEOc/hYvLMtbNqJk/s1600/1242080785276997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCri9qAre9I/AAAAAAAAEOc/hYvLMtbNqJk/s320/1242080785276997.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488448644781407186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these images aren't really speaking to anything or the state of my life right now.. i just like the thoughts behind them or they made me think/ remember past situations. :) no worries- i'm not dealing with heart ache. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1782372457730271328?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1782372457730271328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1782372457730271328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1782372457730271328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1782372457730271328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-saying-images-that-i-like.html' title='more saying images that I like'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCrjvbqQ5SI/AAAAAAAAEO8/2EV0bsqKe94/s72-c/tumblr_l0xqzfSMLw1qzr04eo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5531164567261362801</id><published>2010-06-30T02:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:22:09.712-04:00</updated><title type='text'>join in prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCriUxGT0nI/AAAAAAAAEOU/z7bJbLBOe4I/s1600/scripture-memory-verse-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCriUxGT0nI/AAAAAAAAEOU/z7bJbLBOe4I/s320/scripture-memory-verse-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488447942309433970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join in prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been praying with a dear friend of mine every day for the last month.. and it has been wonderful. The accountability is wonderful and honestly- it is probably the longest that I have ever gone in keeping up a routine with the Lord. (That was honesty for you folks out there!) But two highlights of praying are 1) seeing prayers answered- and really believing that God answered/heard us… and then 2) seeing the heart of my friend. There is something honest in praying for a longer period of time…. We see what we really care about. &lt;br /&gt;I’ll share some personal prayer requests here with you and I ask that you let me know what you may need prayer for…. I would like to join with you in praying that God reveals his blessings and his will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that I am personally praying for are:&lt;br /&gt;-Friends and their happiness/situations&lt;br /&gt;-being a better friend to those that i love (like my jmu family/bestest friends)&lt;br /&gt;-friend situations here in va beach&lt;br /&gt;-A job (!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-What to do about my housing (I am out of my current arrangement at the end of August)&lt;br /&gt;-My parents’ transition to the farm from Richmond&lt;br /&gt;-Situations that are difficult for me- that they improve&lt;br /&gt;-And for God to  open my eyes to see a defined direction/purpose (a country/cause/etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!God hear our prayers!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hear our prayers is a good song by the band glorious unseen- check them out)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5531164567261362801?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5531164567261362801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5531164567261362801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5531164567261362801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5531164567261362801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/06/join-in-prayer.html' title='join in prayer'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/TCriUxGT0nI/AAAAAAAAEOU/z7bJbLBOe4I/s72-c/scripture-memory-verse-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2723193290236263302</id><published>2010-06-15T13:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:52:43.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>who am i when life is this crazy?</title><content type='html'>“So then you are no longer strangers and aliens, but you are fellow citizens with the saints and members of the household of God…”&lt;br /&gt;Ephesians 2:19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been struggling to remember who I am lately. You see, I often associate who I am with what I do, and there are many times when I feel as though I don’t do much that’s worth much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering who I am in those “identity crisis” moments of life is a somewhat similar process. If I want to know who I am, I have to go back and check the records. I did this the other day by reading Ephesians 1, and there I was once again reminded of who I am. I am blessed, chosen, predestined, adopted, redeemed, forgiven, guaranteed an inheritance, and all kinds of other amazing stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a believer, I am in Christ. Who I am is what Christ has done for me. In those moments when I feel I’ve lost my identity, I haven’t really lost anything at all. I’ve only chosen to look for it in the wrong place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I? my identity is in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after reading another blog.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2723193290236263302?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2723193290236263302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2723193290236263302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2723193290236263302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2723193290236263302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-am-i-when-life-is-this-crazy.html' title='who am i when life is this crazy?'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4657582682329579655</id><published>2010-06-15T13:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:49:02.014-04:00</updated><title type='text'>away they go</title><content type='html'>Things are really crazy and I am praying for stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I moved two weeks ago and got a job (with the help of a temp agency)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL- the housing lease is running out sooner than I was told/thought.. so I heard last night that I need to be out by the end of June- ugh! I will hopefully find out officially today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I found out that the job that I have had for one week and three days is over after this evening. (The lady that had the position before me moved to another position in the company that she doesn't like- so she is coming back. BUMMER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in 24 hours I went from a working woman with a home to not and not. Oh well. :) not too depressed about it yet- just waiting for life to fall  back into place :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4657582682329579655?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4657582682329579655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4657582682329579655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4657582682329579655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4657582682329579655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/06/away-they-go.html' title='away they go'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3405373167010804506</id><published>2010-05-19T02:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T02:18:14.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Visible God rain down!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S_OCiYONzOI/AAAAAAAAEOA/GM2fht0xP8o/s1600/scripture-memory-verse-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S_OCiYONzOI/AAAAAAAAEOA/GM2fht0xP8o/s320/scripture-memory-verse-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472861499314523362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ready for the Lord to pour out his Love... or maybe just ready for me to have the eyes to see the obvious Visible God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had a rough couple of weeks. There were some strange things afoot at the place where I just got a job, that I was super excited about. I had some crazy things being said about me. (About me? I keep thinking that I'll wake up at any moment- why me? I'm a great girl!) I can't wait for God to allow people to start to Recognize it... so I can share the love of Christ! They better recognize soon. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, please be in prayer for my Dad... he has some news about his health that is frightening... and I would love for him to just have a boost of faith through a healing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much happening Lord. let the summer sun bring some peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3405373167010804506?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3405373167010804506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3405373167010804506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3405373167010804506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3405373167010804506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/05/visible-god-rain-down.html' title='Visible God rain down!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S_OCiYONzOI/AAAAAAAAEOA/GM2fht0xP8o/s72-c/scripture-memory-verse-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7230862052476443721</id><published>2010-05-07T05:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T05:14:52.639-04:00</updated><title type='text'>praying- friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S-PaBQ4whnI/AAAAAAAAEN4/FLoLeYESHFY/s1600/tumblr_l14lkxNakF1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S-PaBQ4whnI/AAAAAAAAEN4/FLoLeYESHFY/s320/tumblr_l14lkxNakF1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468454087805666930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S-PaAxOEd9I/AAAAAAAAENw/pyQVOribJjo/s1600/22270_263625594739_754679739_4443321_7697238_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S-PaAxOEd9I/AAAAAAAAENw/pyQVOribJjo/s320/22270_263625594739_754679739_4443321_7697238_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468454079305119698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty."&lt;br /&gt;Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Though our communication wanes at times of absence, I'm aware of a strength that emanates in the background." &lt;br /&gt;-Claudette Renner &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is someone who is there for you when he'd rather be anywhere else." &lt;br /&gt;- Len Wein &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather is one of those things that give value to survival." &lt;br /&gt;- C. S. Lewis &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A friend is one who believes in you when you have ceased to believe in yourself." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up." &lt;br /&gt;- Bible: Ecclesiastes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friend - a person known well to another and regarded with liking, affection and loyalty." &lt;br /&gt;- Collins English Dictionary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7230862052476443721?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7230862052476443721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7230862052476443721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7230862052476443721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7230862052476443721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/05/praying-friendship.html' title='praying- friendship'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S-PaBQ4whnI/AAAAAAAAEN4/FLoLeYESHFY/s72-c/tumblr_l14lkxNakF1qzr04eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5805544746438904667</id><published>2010-05-07T04:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:53:35.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>getting Beulah ready to sell</title><content type='html'>my parents are selling their house. &lt;br /&gt;I knew it was coming, but it still hurts. &lt;br /&gt;My parents bought a house in floyd, VA a while ago... and this summer they have decided to put our Richmond house on the market. So, they have cleared out Melissa's room and already started throwing things away, emptying clutter, and taking furniture to the Farm house. I knew it would come. but I am attached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart aches a little while writing this... the house sort of helped raise me. ya know? I don't have a husband and so what makes me the most sad is the fact that he'll never know the Richmond house. I'll never get to share where the chicken coop was, shoe the playhouse off, give a tour through my dad's crazy garage, show him Melissa;s crazy painting in her room, sit in the kitchen and share about mom canning... or all the millions of memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super happy for my parents. it will save money only having one house.. and maybe mom and dad will be happy rediscovering themselves and their passions in Floyd. recently I have really been hoping that they are able to be happy there- they have had a life full of disappointments- so maybe a change is what they need... but there have been more blessings in Richmond than sadness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s, i just needed to share- that my parents are moving- and I am happy for them. just sad at God's timing in my life when it comes to a family... my kids will never know the Beulah road house... but here is to being tough and rejoicing in the changes... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. check out historic properties if you want- i shared it on my last blog. there are links to houses for $1 if you can afford to refurbish the house. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like &lt;a href="http://historicproperties.com/detail.asp?detail_key=malau009"&gt;this house&lt;/a&gt;- and know that one day I'll have a steady life and have a home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5805544746438904667?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5805544746438904667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5805544746438904667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5805544746438904667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5805544746438904667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/05/getting-beulah-ready-to-sell.html' title='getting Beulah ready to sell'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-9040482583386117829</id><published>2010-05-07T04:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:39:56.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>goals</title><content type='html'>i'm really missing friends... and friend groups.. and belonging to a community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at the website historic properties tonight and found some homes that I thought were really neat. People my age have homes, families, and connections to community. I feel like Alice in wonderland- fallen down the rabbit hole and overall very confused at what I have found. I have have woken up and found myself at home with being complacent, being without a secure group of friends near by... and not having a purpose. I have squandered the last several years and am still a year away from graduating. Should I have stayed in the education program here- even tho i was really unhappy with the program? should I have left regent all together? &lt;br /&gt;I'll never know. But I do know that my focus is a little tilted. So praise God for bringing it to my attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have goals for this summer- &lt;br /&gt;invest in being diligent with school work&lt;br /&gt;make a plan for finishing school&lt;br /&gt;find a regular job- where I will be able to live and still have some to save&lt;br /&gt;Maintain my focus on the Lord&lt;br /&gt;Work on improving my relationships (family, va beach &amp; not at the beach friends)&lt;br /&gt;get connected to a church&lt;br /&gt;Make a schedule- have at least one thing that I do and look forward to in the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some more specific-to dos also include &lt;br /&gt;i'd like to:&lt;br /&gt;work out more&lt;br /&gt;write more letters&lt;br /&gt;go to kings dominion&lt;br /&gt;visit my g-ma before christmas&lt;br /&gt;save some money&lt;br /&gt;spend time with my folks at their farm&lt;br /&gt;get to know my parents better&lt;br /&gt;be in communication more and better&lt;br /&gt;be a person who people want to love. &lt;br /&gt;get a little tanner&lt;br /&gt;get a new cell phone&lt;br /&gt;go to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;make a plan for fixing my knee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-9040482583386117829?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/9040482583386117829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=9040482583386117829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/9040482583386117829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/9040482583386117829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/05/goals.html' title='goals'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-702260929702990266</id><published>2010-05-06T22:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T22:45:08.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a cute song</title><content type='html'>:) yeah i get a little high school girl when I listen to Jeremy Ashida. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like you by Jeremy Ashida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like when you're actin' tough and talkin' like ya know everything&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like when you turn away and lower your voice when you sing&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like when you�re making funny faces in the mirror in my car&lt;br /&gt;And I kinda like how every time you draw for me you sign your name in a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this may not be knew news&lt;br /&gt;But here's the conclusion I came to &lt;br /&gt;That I kinda like you&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like you, I kinda like you, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like when you're excited and you clap your hands when I say that I'll sing&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like how every night you have to call me up before you can sleep&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like how when we drive, we drive and never seem to get anywhere&lt;br /&gt;And I kinda like how every time I press my brakes you always get a bit scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this may not be new news&lt;br /&gt;But here's the conclusion I came to &lt;br /&gt;That I kinda like you&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like you, I kinda like you, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anytime you want to call you can&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you want me to sing&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you want me there I will&lt;br /&gt;Anytime just count on me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you see&lt;br /&gt;That I kinda like you&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like you, I kinda like you, I do&lt;br /&gt;I kinda like you, I kinda like you, I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to other songs- with &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jeremyashida"&gt;good &lt;br /&gt;lyrics on his myspacepage&lt;/a&gt;.... here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other songs you might like: change your mind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-702260929702990266?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/702260929702990266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=702260929702990266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/702260929702990266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/702260929702990266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-is-cute-song.html' title='this is a cute song'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8860547788480799604</id><published>2010-05-01T02:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T02:55:03.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>word pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9vQHi4IPSI/AAAAAAAAEM4/864uXx7fYBw/s1600/tumblr_kx2fw59VCD1qzjor8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9vQHi4IPSI/AAAAAAAAEM4/864uXx7fYBw/s320/tumblr_kx2fw59VCD1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466191400784117026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9vQHX2sw3I/AAAAAAAAEMw/hN0Hr_R-eUQ/s1600/tumblr_l14lkxNakF1qzr04eo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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postsecret &amp; cardboardlove</title><content type='html'>I really enjoy the following website.... so i thought i'd share. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cardboardlove.com/"&gt;Cardboardlove.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;browse through and find some really sweet thoughts on love and friends and relationships. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one do you like/ identify with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i would say something like:&lt;br /&gt; the phone ringing is a dreadful sound unless your on the other end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also another site called &lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/"&gt;postsecret.com&lt;/a&gt;... where people mail in secrets on designed/decorated postcards to the site's manager and they publish them. they are pretty insightful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would your postcard say?&lt;br /&gt;mine might say- &lt;br /&gt;i miss you... and maybe most i miss who you would have become and how much i would have benefiteted from knowing you now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3245981122407540700?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3245981122407540700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3245981122407540700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3245981122407540700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3245981122407540700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 37:4-7 (New International Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4 Delight yourself in the LORD &lt;br /&gt;       and he will give you the desires of your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 5 Commit your way to the LORD; &lt;br /&gt;       trust in him and he will do this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 6 He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, &lt;br /&gt;       the justice of your cause like the noonday sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 7 Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; &lt;br /&gt;       do not fret when men succeed in their ways, &lt;br /&gt;       when they carry out their wicked schemes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6EJFd0eI/AAAAAAAAELQ/YZavSMzKUXA/s1600/faith_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6EJFd0eI/AAAAAAAAELQ/YZavSMzKUXA/s320/faith_photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464970884414296546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6Dl6LzhI/AAAAAAAAELI/Xr2oC6TouD4/s1600/faith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6Dl6LzhI/AAAAAAAAELI/Xr2oC6TouD4/s320/faith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464970874971737618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6DdfJS9I/AAAAAAAAELA/rCxlFKaj_xg/s1600/s_monopoly-house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6DdfJS9I/AAAAAAAAELA/rCxlFKaj_xg/s320/s_monopoly-house.jpg" border="0" 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href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/desires-of-my-heart-wishing-hoping.html' title='desires of my heart... wishing &amp; hoping'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S9d6c-9Q3UI/AAAAAAAAELo/dugV3IICjfY/s72-c/x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-835391112986959742</id><published>2010-04-26T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T00:09:01.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When there is real weakness, especially of the kind that surprises and humiliates us, it is our opportunity to learn what Paul had to learn through his “thorn”: the grace of God is all we need, for “…power comes to its full strength in weakness…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisabeth Elliot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-835391112986959742?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/835391112986959742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=835391112986959742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/835391112986959742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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BUT the problem is that many people fail at reading those messages- we are nonverbally illiterate. "Our education system places almost exclusive emphasis on verbal communication, and 99 percent of that on written communication. While every student in primary school and secondary school has been inundated with information about verbal communication (often in multiple languages), less than one percent of college graduates have ever had an opportunity to take a class devoted to the study of nonverbal communication." (Richmond, 2009, 33). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not been taught how to read nonverbal messages. This got me thinking- we haven't really been taught how to read God's nonverbal messages, either. I know that I am not sensitive enough to hear God. I miss things all the time and really feel like my life would greatly benefit if I could be taught to put aside the carnal education and adopt more spiritual lessons... so my goal this summer is to work out- physically of course!!!! but more so spiritually- I am going to read, listen to online sermons, go to church, and talk to people- to learn how to sharpen my skills as a communicator with Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5000104662329779432?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5000104662329779432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5000104662329779432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5000104662329779432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5000104662329779432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/learning-to-read-gods-nonverbal.html' title='learning to read God&apos;s nonverbal Communication'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3483503480092225923</id><published>2010-04-20T03:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:25:28.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>concentrating on finding the good</title><content type='html'>lately i have started enjoying warm water. &lt;br /&gt;no tea bag&lt;br /&gt;no hot chocolate packet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find myself being thirsty for just a cup of warm water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this a symptom of a strange disease? a result from feeling like I have been suffering in the cold winter for too long? or something that God is bringing me to enjoy cuz he knew I wouldn't be able to afford the tea/hot chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe he is telling me to enjoy the pure simple things... maybe that is it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I deeply want to love the simple things and not even notice the unnecessary worries and the painful junk that has seemed so prevalent over the last couple of years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at a time--this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering. - Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be upset over what you don't have is to waste what you do have. - Ken S. Keyes, Jr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at a day when you are supremely satisfied at the end. It's not a day when you lounge around doing nothing; it's when you've had everything to do, and you've done it. - Margaret Thatcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has. - Epictetus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3483503480092225923?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3483503480092225923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3483503480092225923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3483503480092225923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3483503480092225923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/concentrating-on-finding-good.html' title='concentrating on finding the good'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3106657969167529769</id><published>2010-04-19T21:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:14:39.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Regent Talent Show</title><content type='html'>Last weekend there was a baby shower for my friend Jeni. All my JMU gals were in the VA Beach area... but I didn't get to see them. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a jammed packed weekend, tho. &lt;br /&gt;I worked on a film set for Nathan at a cute coffee shop in Portsmouth, VA and at another location- a very hot attic. It was a fun script and concept. &lt;br /&gt;It was a little stressful coming home from the shoot, tho. My gas tank was on empty and every gas station we passed was super expensive. I was being picky cuz I am very limited in my financial resources lately (Last week my car had a broken fan clutch and a water pump... hello $1100 later- thank heavens for my parents helping me out!) so yeah.... Jenny is living with the zero balance bank account for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway.... Saturday night I was asked to Emcee Regent's got talent- the all campus talent show- with Dr. Richard Kidd. It was a lot of fun- even tho I was totally nervous!  I was really funny- if I do say so myself. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing how talented everyone was... there were so many amazing acts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty encouraging, cuz everyone said that I was super funny. It was amazing what the kind words did for my soul! warm and fuzzy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some shots from the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DZYWLMFI/AAAAAAAAEK4/KKUfN85N85o/s1600/24318_1373738416263_1015884543_1118935_3637004_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DZYWLMFI/AAAAAAAAEK4/KKUfN85N85o/s320/24318_1373738416263_1015884543_1118935_3637004_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462025657637351506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DY-xfoLI/AAAAAAAAEKw/gZCECopmnBQ/s1600/24318_1373734936176_1015884543_1118909_5653420_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DY-xfoLI/AAAAAAAAEKw/gZCECopmnBQ/s320/24318_1373734936176_1015884543_1118909_5653420_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462025650772615346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DYo8cj4I/AAAAAAAAEKo/rgh2hg1swqg/s1600/24318_1373743696395_1015884543_1118973_6188600_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DYo8cj4I/AAAAAAAAEKo/rgh2hg1swqg/s320/24318_1373743696395_1015884543_1118973_6188600_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462025644912971650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DYYT1uKI/AAAAAAAAEKg/zNFaWB2yZhg/s1600/24318_1373714095655_1015884543_1118758_4610498_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DYYT1uKI/AAAAAAAAEKg/zNFaWB2yZhg/s320/24318_1373714095655_1015884543_1118758_4610498_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462025640447686818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3106657969167529769?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3106657969167529769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3106657969167529769' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3106657969167529769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3106657969167529769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/regent-talent-show.html' title='Regent Talent Show'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S80DZYWLMFI/AAAAAAAAEK4/KKUfN85N85o/s72-c/24318_1373738416263_1015884543_1118935_3637004_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-905173315725488644</id><published>2010-04-19T21:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T21:09:48.154-04:00</updated><title type='text'>book on the power of words</title><content type='html'>i recommend reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Weight of your Words: Measuring the Impact of what you say &lt;br /&gt;by Joseph M. Stowell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-905173315725488644?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/905173315725488644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=905173315725488644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/905173315725488644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/905173315725488644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/book-on-power-of-words.html' title='book on the power of words'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3852303117638424869</id><published>2010-04-19T20:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:18:41.891-04:00</updated><title type='text'>our tongues can cause damage</title><content type='html'>people's opinions are interesting... but sometimes they make me so angry.&lt;br /&gt;for example- the other day a friend of mine was talking about blogs and basically said- "anyone that blogs is stupid".&lt;br /&gt;ugh!&lt;br /&gt;Another person I know, is really opinionated about movies.. and thinks that everybody Else's taste in movies is trivial compared to their concept on the quality of the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading facebook the other day and someone had posted their opinion on the outcome of a contest here on Regent's campus... and another person responded about the winner of the talent show that I emceed.. it made a fire burn in my belly. Why do some people lack judgement on when to keep silent? there are some opinions that you just don't share out loud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hanging out with people a week or more ago and they were sharing with the group some of the comments that had been posted in regards to a perspective student's online submission into a film contest here at Regent. Throwing off everything that they probably knew was decent- a couple of the people made comments to the submissions that weren't uplifting or even constructive. The comments were mean and plain rude and tehy published it online.. so that the creator could see them. how hurtful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did people start abandoning everything they learned in elementary school about kindness? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart hurts at comments like these. I want to confront those people and some how have the right words to show them that their words have such power.... the Bible tells us that we have immense spiritual power in our words. I believe that people have forgotten the consequences of words. Too often hurtful or flippant words are allowed to be said and no one sticks up against the injustice. I feel like I have recently been fighting a loosing battle... fighting to get those around me to stick up to the sharp words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God holds us accountable for "every careless word" (Matthew 12:36)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of those hurtful words are even said to me. Being here at Regent hasn't been easy. (I did hear today something powerful- in the medical field, sometimes the healthy tissue needs to be cut to get to the dead/diseased/unhealthy tissue- in order to promote healing.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, despite the healing and learning- I feel like Job- when he says to one of his friends- "How long will you torment me and crush me with words?" (Job 19:2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James 3 has a lot to say about the tongue... I am praying that my friends and you out there in the blogging world will research the power of words and that sometimes a critical word needs to be squashed so that an uplifting word can build up the people of God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3852303117638424869?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3852303117638424869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3852303117638424869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3852303117638424869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3852303117638424869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/our-tongues-can-cause-damage.html' title='our tongues can cause damage'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7743341699917642689</id><published>2010-04-12T14:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:56:03.691-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatchet and a new stone turned with this Blog</title><content type='html'>I didn't write much about the Hatchet Movie... infact I am aware that I don't write much at all. :) I am a little lazy at times... and other times I am at a loss for words to explain/ communicate what I really would like to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that that confession is out :) I will be "catching up" a bit today and start a new goal to provide those that stumble upon this blog with some actual content. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without much delay ( I am going to get up and get a bite to eat after I type this sentence... I will write more about the Hatchet.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the leftovers have been heated. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe Hatchet was a fun production to work on. I really enjoyed the crew, cast, and locations.. things fel into place nicely.. and I can confidently say that the whole production was def covered in prayer. &lt;br /&gt;Keith needs to make 3-5 minute shortfilms for a class- so he and I wrote and got the whole show on the road. We filmed last Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We filmed in the backyard of our friend the Chappels, in Pungo.. a little part of the country in VA Beach. They were simply were wonderful to us and let us use some of their tools, frewood, and tents, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The least favorite part was that we got a little behind- time wise- and so I felt like I was hounding the crew and Keith the Director a bit... but it comes with the job as an AD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part was - hmm, the food was wonderful! and I was super proud of Keith as he did a great job directing- i also loved the look of the footage in the shed. or how cool the fire was.  i liked a lot ..no actual fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith has started the editing process- and I am pumped to get to show it off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7743341699917642689?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7743341699917642689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7743341699917642689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7743341699917642689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7743341699917642689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/hatchet-and-new-stone-turned-with-this.html' title='Hatchet and a new stone turned with this Blog'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1232116118281401986</id><published>2010-04-12T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:27:31.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a song suggestion</title><content type='html'>Always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Bradley Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can break her down &lt;br /&gt;With your highs and lows &lt;br /&gt;But she's familiar with the sound &lt;br /&gt;The sound you make, every time you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday she's alone &lt;br /&gt;She leaves the lights on the tree &lt;br /&gt;And though the New Year has come &lt;br /&gt;Every night, they'll stay on for you to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been away too long &lt;br /&gt;But she will choose to believe &lt;br /&gt;And her heart is so strong &lt;br /&gt;It's strong enough, if only it could see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;Always she waits for you &lt;br /&gt;Always &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day she waits &lt;br /&gt;And instead you walk away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a great artist. I really love his sound.beautiful thoughtprovoking lyrics. I recommend trying him out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZN5tsJ5xhVY"&gt;Here is a link to this song, Always, on you tube. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1232116118281401986?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1232116118281401986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1232116118281401986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1232116118281401986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1232116118281401986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-suggestion.html' title='a song suggestion'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7326127529942782957</id><published>2010-04-05T23:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:37:23.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the hatchet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qsM_HCMAI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/nWKILIaCdRw/s1600/tent.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qsM_HCMAI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/nWKILIaCdRw/s320/tent.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456863237612122114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qrU3XD6SI/AAAAAAAAEJI/lWc8cFODUvg/s1600/tandj1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qrU3XD6SI/AAAAAAAAEJI/lWc8cFODUvg/s320/tandj1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456862273459185954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qrUTIsaAI/AAAAAAAAEJA/gQYT_jIh4b0/s1600/jontruck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qrUTIsaAI/AAAAAAAAEJA/gQYT_jIh4b0/s320/jontruck.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456862263735248898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith directed a movie this past Friday... it doesn't have a name really.. but I call it the hatchet. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was set in a shed, in front of a window, and in the woods at a campfire. I was the producer, set design, and 1st ad. :) Christine was one of the actresses. The middle photo is of her and jon andrew- our actor. This photo was for a photoshoot that I did with them for the picture in a frame needed for back history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7326127529942782957?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7326127529942782957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7326127529942782957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7326127529942782957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7326127529942782957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/hatchet.html' title='the hatchet'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7qsM_HCMAI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/nWKILIaCdRw/s72-c/tent.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1848211437653542398</id><published>2010-04-05T23:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:10:50.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is the biblical view of women applicable for our culture today?</title><content type='html'>Is the biblical view of women applicable for our culture today?&lt;br /&gt;wow great question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, I was struck by this article that I a JMU friend posted... this is a topic that I was thinking about just this weekend. it is interesting... and a good read! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acts29network.org/article/is-the-biblical-view-of-women-applicable-in-our-culture-today/"&gt;http://www.acts29network.org/article/is-the-biblical-view-of-women-applicable-in-our-culture-today/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1848211437653542398?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1848211437653542398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1848211437653542398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1848211437653542398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1848211437653542398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-biblical-view-of-women-applicable.html' title='Is the biblical view of women applicable for our culture today?'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3256484080605963210</id><published>2010-03-29T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:50:38.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7FYrFcHLDI/AAAAAAAAEI4/I-q7Hh2ee0E/s1600/and_the_rain_came_down_x_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7FYrFcHLDI/AAAAAAAAEI4/I-q7Hh2ee0E/s320/and_the_rain_came_down_x_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454238120940088370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who thinks only sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3256484080605963210?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3256484080605963210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3256484080605963210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3256484080605963210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3256484080605963210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/03/anyone-who-thinks-only-sunshine-brings.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S7FYrFcHLDI/AAAAAAAAEI4/I-q7Hh2ee0E/s72-c/and_the_rain_came_down_x_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1830429959061493682</id><published>2010-03-24T13:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T13:35:42.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hope for tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Learn from yesterday, live for today, hope for tomorrow. The important thing is not to stop questioning. - Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true confessions...several things made me jealous today. &lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I will cast that aside! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy- but can't really recall anything that would be that interesting to share here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this weekend we are filming in Petersburg at Central State Hospital.... super excited for seeing the location. AND I get to go home for Friday night so I don't have to drive all the way to VA BEACH... (so are several -13- film grips/ other boys- hope they enjoy the floor.) :) I love filming! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will hope for tomorrow... and not be jealous about today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1830429959061493682?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1830429959061493682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1830429959061493682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1830429959061493682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1830429959061493682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/03/hope-for-tomorrow.html' title='hope for tomorrow'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4979464300571799395</id><published>2010-03-22T19:18:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:56:57.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>shouts into the world.</title><content type='html'>random things to shout into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i like the music i am listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. When I come to write a blog- it never is as eloquent as I imagine in my head... and never really says what I intend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i am so excited about the warm weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I worry alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am tired from working on films. I love working on them... but I am very vulnerable on a film set, so it takes kind words and a few days to feel better after a film set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am totally totally in the need for an experience... adventure... road trip- call it what you want. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like to be thought of. I was working on a film set this weekend and we ate lunch both days... and both days there were moments where I wish that some of my friends had set a seat aside for me.... but both days I came out wanting to sit with friends and there were never any seats near them. It made me question- did they think of me? selfishness wins. ha ha . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Lord, I love how confusing you have made me.. but i am looking forward to coming to terms with the amazing creation of me that you have made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I would like to spend some time in nature soon. one of my friends has mentioned going fishing recently and the idea has implanted in my head. ... there is something so neat about spending peaceful time in the sun and then into the night. Nature activities, including fishing, keep me rooted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I'd like some of my dreams to come true.... so I'm going to start dreaming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4979464300571799395?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4979464300571799395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4979464300571799395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4979464300571799395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4979464300571799395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/03/shouts-into-world.html' title='shouts into the world.'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-563666032832620008</id><published>2010-03-22T18:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:01:58.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>romantic</title><content type='html'>I am a romantic... i was looking out the window today and it hit me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like romantic notions like walking in the summer rain. &lt;br /&gt;the romantic idea of rocking chairs on a porch while sipping a fruity drink. &lt;br /&gt;the romantic concept of being pretty in pink sun dresses... &lt;br /&gt;the romantic feel of a southern summer and American pride on 4th of July.&lt;br /&gt;i also like the creativity of romance- surprises, tokens, moments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to not allow myself confess that I was a romantic cuz the romantic idea of being loved...loved deeply by a human...given flowers, feeling valued... and having someone care for me seemed unreal. &lt;br /&gt;But today i took a whole day for myself- i stepped back from the busyness and the struggle with confidence... and it was wonderful. i washed tons of clothes, i cleaned dishes, i watched movie(s!!!), i searched random things on the computer...i listened to music, i cooked and I felt alive today... so today I am allowing myself to admit that I am a romantic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the romantic confidence that I have that it will happen.... insecure in the world- but secure with one person. that is exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(praise you lord for hope, warm weather that is creeping upon us, and LOVE.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-563666032832620008?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/563666032832620008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=563666032832620008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/563666032832620008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/563666032832620008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/03/romantic.html' title='romantic'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-9044154451730766262</id><published>2010-03-09T19:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T19:43:54.462-05:00</updated><title type='text'>being a girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo5L7-JYI/AAAAAAAAEIw/CDveDNg99Vo/s1600-h/15461_250542796200_628786200_4671647_5455159_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo5L7-JYI/AAAAAAAAEIw/CDveDNg99Vo/s320/15461_250542796200_628786200_4671647_5455159_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446796868505707906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo4kadOaI/AAAAAAAAEIo/bMG0iEHkKFQ/s1600-h/19531_265981196200_628786200_4748742_4456534_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo4kadOaI/AAAAAAAAEIo/bMG0iEHkKFQ/s320/19531_265981196200_628786200_4748742_4456534_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446796857896155554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo4JmQ5xI/AAAAAAAAEIg/9GvcYPuF8yM/s1600-h/19531_265982576200_628786200_4748744_6102509_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo4JmQ5xI/AAAAAAAAEIg/9GvcYPuF8yM/s320/19531_265982576200_628786200_4748744_6102509_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446796850697922322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been reflecting that I'm a precious thing... created by the Father to be a certain person. i like the idea that I'm still a precious pink delicate being.... soft, fluffy, floating, pretty even... and that I am worthy to be loved and treated like Royalty (daughter of the King). I always think that fairytale treatment by peers, boys, adults, and even God Himself is deserved by others... but my mind may be switching.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick visit to Fredrick/Germantown Maryland this weekend... I borrowed the book : The Supernatural ways of Royalty by Kris Vallton &amp; Bill Johnson. It is totally a great read and hitting my heart right where there was a wound. Beautiful images and hard thoughts are really shaking me. I recommend it. But I'll let you know more after I am finished. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be to her virtues very kind,&lt;br /&gt;Be to her faults a little blind.&lt;br /&gt;-- Matthew Prior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace was in all her steps. Heaven in her eye. In every gesture. dignity and love.&lt;br /&gt;-- John Milton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important gift anyone can give a girl is a belief in her own power as an individual, her value without reference to gender, her respect as a person with potential.&lt;br /&gt;-- Emilie Buchwald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look almost pretty is an acquisition of higher delight to a girl who has been looking plain for the first fifteen years of her life than a beauty from her cradle can ever receive. &lt;br /&gt;--Jane Austen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever think that so much went on in the soul of a young girl? &lt;br /&gt;--Anne Frank &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somedays it is hard to remember that I'm wearing a crown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-9044154451730766262?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/9044154451730766262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=9044154451730766262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/9044154451730766262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/9044154451730766262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/03/being-girl.html' title='being a girl'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S5bo5L7-JYI/AAAAAAAAEIw/CDveDNg99Vo/s72-c/15461_250542796200_628786200_4671647_5455159_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-770539501166429548</id><published>2010-02-16T00:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:07:19.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb. 27th is National Strawberry Day! and other food holidays for February</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S3o2EaVa6dI/AAAAAAAAEH0/h1wj5o9L6mc/s1600-h/124901559_8aac16aafc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S3o2EaVa6dI/AAAAAAAAEH0/h1wj5o9L6mc/s320/124901559_8aac16aafc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438718949419837906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started thinking about national food days... I couldn't find a calendar of free food.... maybe i'll make one over the course of this year.. (like free donuts the a day in the first week of June for National Donut Day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it made me wonder.. what is February and March? I'm sure you were wondering, too. MY BIRTHDAY IS FEBRUARY 27TH AND IT IS NATIONAL STRAWBERRY DAY... I LOVE STRAWBERRIES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Berry Fresh Month &lt;br /&gt;Canned Food Month &lt;br /&gt;Celebration of Chocolate Month&lt;br /&gt;Great American Pies Month &lt;br /&gt;National Cherry Month &lt;br /&gt;National Fiber Focus Month&lt;br /&gt;National Grapefruit Month &lt;br /&gt;National Heart Healthy Month &lt;br /&gt;National Hot Breakfast Month &lt;br /&gt;National Snack Food Month &lt;br /&gt;Potato Lover’s Month &lt;br /&gt;Sweet Potato Month &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For week-long celebrations, there are: &lt;br /&gt;Shape Up With Pickles Time(First Week) &lt;br /&gt;Great American Pizza Bake (Second Week)&lt;br /&gt;Kraut and Frankfurter Week (Second Week) &lt;br /&gt;National Pancake Week (Fourth Week) &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there are the daily festivities: &lt;br /&gt;February 1: National Baked Alaska Day &lt;br /&gt;February 2: Heavenly Hash Day &lt;br /&gt;February 3: National Carrot Cake Day &lt;br /&gt;February 4: Homemade Soup Day &lt;br /&gt;February 4: National Stuffed Mushroom Day &lt;br /&gt;February 5: National Chocolate Fondue Day &lt;br /&gt;February 7: National Fettuccine Alfredo Day &lt;br /&gt;February 8: Molasses Bar Day &lt;br /&gt;February 9: National Bagels and Lox Day &lt;br /&gt;February 9: Pizza Pie Day &lt;br /&gt;February 10: Cream Cheese Brownie Day &lt;br /&gt;February 11: Peppermint Pattie&lt;br /&gt;February 11: Don't Cry Over Spilled Milk Day &lt;br /&gt;February 12: National Plum Pudding Day &lt;br /&gt;February 13: National Tortellini Day &lt;br /&gt;February 14: National Creme-Filled Chocolates Day &lt;br /&gt;February 15: National Gumdrop Day &lt;br /&gt;February 16: National Almond Day &lt;br /&gt;February 17: National Indian Pudding Day &lt;br /&gt;February 18: Crab-Stuffed Flounder Day &lt;br /&gt;February 18: Drink Wine Day &lt;br /&gt;February 19: National Chocolate Mint Day &lt;br /&gt;February 20: National Cherry Pie Day &lt;br /&gt;February 21: National Sticky Bun Day &lt;br /&gt;February 22: National Margarita Day &lt;br /&gt;February 23: National Banana Bread Day &lt;br /&gt;February 23: Dog Biscuit Appreciation Day &lt;br /&gt;February 24: National Tortilla Chip Day &lt;br /&gt;February 25: National Clam Chowder Day &lt;br /&gt;February 25: National Chocolate-Covered Nuts Day &lt;br /&gt;February 26: National Pistachio Day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February 27: National Strawberry Day &lt;br /&gt;February 27: National Kahlua Day &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 28: National Chocolate Soufflé Day &lt;br /&gt;February 29: Surf and Turf Day &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.thenibble.com/fun/more/facts/holidays-february.asp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-770539501166429548?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/770539501166429548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=770539501166429548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/770539501166429548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/770539501166429548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/02/feb-27th-is-national-strawberry-day-and.html' title='Feb. 27th is National Strawberry Day! and other food holidays for February'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S3o2EaVa6dI/AAAAAAAAEH0/h1wj5o9L6mc/s72-c/124901559_8aac16aafc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5739928089587228068</id><published>2010-02-16T00:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:34:51.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love free stuff: free pancakes next tuesday</title><content type='html'>International House of Pancakes (IHOP) is offering free pancakes between the hours of 7 a.m. and 10 p.m. on Tuesday, Feb. 23, 2009. IHOP diners can get three free short stack buttermilk pancakes in celebration of National Pancake Day, with no coupon or purchase necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the web &lt;a href="http://www.ihoppancakeday.com/"&gt;LINK&lt;/a&gt; http://www.ihoppancakeday.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5739928089587228068?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5739928089587228068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5739928089587228068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5739928089587228068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5739928089587228068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-free-stuff-free-pancakes-next.html' title='i love free stuff: free pancakes next tuesday'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2568034183685785079</id><published>2010-02-12T15:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T15:46:49.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hazy</title><content type='html'>I heard this song today. It is sung in such a sweet tone. But it really hit my heart. &lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of lines that made me think about my thought processes when it comes to trusting the Lord. &lt;br /&gt;Rosi golan sings the following: &lt;br /&gt;"What if I fall and hurt myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know how to fix me&lt;br /&gt;What if I went and lost myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know where to find me&lt;br /&gt;If I forgot who I am,&lt;br /&gt;would you please remind me oh?&lt;br /&gt;Cause without you things go hazy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I really trust the Lord at times. Cuz I would love to jump into something and not worry about the fear of falling and hurting myself... ( it would also be great to have knowledge of where I am supposed to jump.. i think a lt of my friends are looking for direction...) but really what struck me from this song was... I deeply desire to be reminded me of who I am truly in the Lord... I remember what that feels like and I want to continually live in a place/zone where I am knowledgeable that I am the daughter of the Lord. Why does this fact slip out of my head sometime? why do my fears and my sickness make it seep out? Cuz I really believe that without a constant mindset devoted on the Lord- then the whole world is hazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find me Lord, remind me who I am; i am lost- i know you- but I'd love for you to Loudly find me Lord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you sleeping quietly in my bed&lt;br /&gt;You don't know this now but there's some things that need to be said&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I can hear, It's more than I can bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I fall and hurt myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know how to fix me&lt;br /&gt;What if I went and lost myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know where to find me&lt;br /&gt;If I forgot who I am,&lt;br /&gt;would you please remind me oh?&lt;br /&gt;Cause without you things go hazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched you sleeping quietly in my bed&lt;br /&gt;You don't know this now but there's some things that need to be said&lt;br /&gt;And it's all that I can hear, It's more than I can bare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I fall and hurt myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know how to fix me&lt;br /&gt;What if I went and lost myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know where to find me&lt;br /&gt;If I forgot who I am,&lt;br /&gt;would you please remind me oh?&lt;br /&gt;Cause without you things go hazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I fall and hurt myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know how to fix me&lt;br /&gt;What if I went and lost myself?&lt;br /&gt;Would you know where to find me&lt;br /&gt;If I forgot who I am,&lt;br /&gt;would you please remind me oh?&lt;br /&gt;Cause without you things go hazy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2568034183685785079?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2568034183685785079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2568034183685785079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2568034183685785079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2568034183685785079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/02/hazy.html' title='hazy'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7975130261837309573</id><published>2010-02-09T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:28:59.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Krisha sent me this link today. She shared with me cuz she thought I'd identify. I love being thought of... and read it and recommend that you read it. it makes you think. it touches my soul. it makes me struggle. &lt;br /&gt;yet i identify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.springofjoy.org/the_library/still?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+SpringOfJoy+%28A+Spring+of+Joy%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Feedfetcher "&gt;It touched me.  It is from the blog of a dear Christian sister that I knew at jmu, Angie. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.springofjoy.org/the_library/still?utm_source=feedburner&amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+SpringOfJoy+%28A+Spring+of+Joy%29&amp;utm_content=Google+Feedfetcher&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7975130261837309573?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7975130261837309573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7975130261837309573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7975130261837309573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7975130261837309573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/02/krisha-sent-me-this-link-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8509537418649363644</id><published>2010-02-09T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:04:04.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lead to live more deeply?</title><content type='html'>“To look at a work of art and then to make a judgment as to whether or not it is art, and whether or not it is Christian, is presumptuous. It is not something we can know in any conclusive way. We can know only if it speaks within our own hearts and leads us to living more deeply with Christ in God.”&lt;br /&gt;– Madeleine L’Engle (1918-2007)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8509537418649363644?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8509537418649363644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8509537418649363644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8509537418649363644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8509537418649363644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/02/lead-to-live-more-deeply.html' title='lead to live more deeply?'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1022488599215209222</id><published>2010-02-09T20:42:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:57:15.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a bug in my hemoglobin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S3ISTt_yIzI/AAAAAAAAEHs/17vQhJ0rz7o/s1600-h/338986-59123-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S3ISTt_yIzI/AAAAAAAAEHs/17vQhJ0rz7o/s320/338986-59123-15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436427830163546930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started off like any other Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, called a friend to wake them up... and then showered and got ready for a 9am-11:45am class. The class is one that stresses me out, but I look forward to it. The class is tasked with making 2 short films over spring break... and it is exciting. I am one of the two art directors for the two short segments that we are making... and today I really struggled with my need for control. I was talking to some people and there was a little struggle over protocol. On a film set, there is a certain order for people to report their ideas and suggestions.... and I'm not sure if everyone is familiar with it... so it was a little frustrating to be suggested things by people that weren't totally knowledgeable... and here I was all hard nosed. Where did the loving free Jenny go? :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later this afternoon, I got a call from a nurse at my doctor's office. I had blood work done last week and come to find out.. I have a blood infection. so i went to the hospital to get an IV antibiotic. I just got out of there. Which is a major pain... cuz all my classes are on Tuesdays... so i missed two important classes this evening... as I sat in a bed, hooked up to an iv and a heart monitor (the blood infection has the tendency to lower the blood pressure and since I have complications with my heart and Lupus then I was just being monitored.) I have to go back tomorrow. the hospital doctor was super cool and let me come home even before I got the labs back to see what type of bacteria was the cause. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a little reading and listened to some interesting conversations, before I asked if I could slide my curtain closed... then I snuck in some texting. :) &lt;br /&gt;I also listened to my ipod... i hadn't really listened to Priscilla Ahn or Postal Service before... i had dumped them on my ipod to listen to some day.. and today was the day. I recommend them.... and the avett brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a fan of hospitals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1022488599215209222?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1022488599215209222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1022488599215209222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1022488599215209222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1022488599215209222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-got-bug-in-my-hemoglobin.html' title='i got a bug in my hemoglobin'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S3ISTt_yIzI/AAAAAAAAEHs/17vQhJ0rz7o/s72-c/338986-59123-15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5496354416735957935</id><published>2010-01-30T11:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:56:16.629-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another suggestions for sledding...</title><content type='html'>.... and the Cavalier Hotel hill at the Oceanfront.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42nd street and Atlantic Ave., Virginia Beach, VA 23451&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5496354416735957935?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5496354416735957935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5496354416735957935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5496354416735957935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5496354416735957935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-suggestions-for-sledding.html' title='another suggestions for sledding...'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1169248801933491448</id><published>2010-01-30T11:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T11:58:45.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding in Hampton Roads / Virginia Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2RfgkREqAI/AAAAAAAAEHk/jj0SBSE6oSc/s1600-h/416021000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2RfgkREqAI/AAAAAAAAEHk/jj0SBSE6oSc/s320/416021000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432572063611398146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. it SNOWED!&lt;br /&gt;But, Virginia beach is really flat! It makes me really long to be in Richmond right now. In Richmond there is no shortage of parks and hills for sledding, makes me a little home sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I decided to do some Internet research on sledding. I found the following suggestions online for places to sled in Virginia Beach and the Hampton Roads area. Disclaimer: I haven't been to any of them.. but it would be fun to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I know you and you are going sledding, would you consider giving me a call? I love adventures! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few suggestions for hills in Hampton Roads provided by staff members and readers of the dailypress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Riverview Farm Park, end of Menchville Road, Newport News&lt;br /&gt;... See More&lt;br /&gt;•Slope behind the Yorktown Visitors Center, Yorktown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Slope near Hill Street, downtown Smithfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Small hills in Gosnold's Hope Park, Hampton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Small slope near the Lions Bridge, Museum Drive, Newport News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- AND an article on the snow at Hamptonroads.com showed pictures of people sledding in Ocean View Avenue in Norfolk.... probably the closest location that I've been able to find so far. The above picture is from people sledding on that hill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places NOT to sled:&lt;br /&gt;Posted on vbgov.com: Virginia Beach Parks and Recreation wishes to remind the public that sledding is prohibited at Mount Trashmore Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://hamptonroads.com/2010/01/snow-blankets-hampton-roads-6-12-inches-forecast&lt;br /&gt;if i find more- I'll keep posting. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1169248801933491448?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1169248801933491448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1169248801933491448' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1169248801933491448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1169248801933491448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/sledding-in-hampton-roads-virginia.html' title='Sledding in Hampton Roads / Virginia Beach'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2RfgkREqAI/AAAAAAAAEHk/jj0SBSE6oSc/s72-c/416021000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4923506749980025925</id><published>2010-01-28T13:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:54:37.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a blindfolded suprise and trader joes.</title><content type='html'>...So back to last Saturday. &lt;br /&gt;As I was saying, I got back from volunteering for Operation Blessing and really wanted a nap. BUt- I had a quiz that I needed to take, so I came home and changed into comfy clothes and then read for my class. About an hour or so after I got home... Keith texted me and told me to get downstairs- he was there to surprise me for my Christmas present. (yes- a little past December 25th- but it was more fun that way.. and sometimes life just gets busy.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to change out of my PJs and ran downstairs (i live on the fourth floor of my apartment building.) In the car he gave me a bundle wrapped in fabric. The gift was envelope wax stamps... like they used in the old days... so fun! I had admired them last fall. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HcHuCJ9hI/AAAAAAAAEHU/u5EBI9QR-fg/s1600-h/wax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HcHuCJ9hI/AAAAAAAAEHU/u5EBI9QR-fg/s320/wax.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431864650759796242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Keith gave me an envelope- where there was a card that contained the following message: "Use the hankerchief to blindfold your eyes, And you will be driven to a bigger surprise".&lt;br /&gt;So fun, the fabric was a blindfold.  So we drove a little while (and Keith even took a little detour on one of the roads.. so it was a journey- but I was so good and didn't peek at all!) &lt;br /&gt;And then keith told me to take off my blindfold and right infront of the car was a PetSmart. I was sort of confused... was I getting a pet? But then right next door was TRADERJOES!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HczIGzP4I/AAAAAAAAEHc/NCJkW0m9ZO8/s1600-h/trader_joes_exterior.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HczIGzP4I/AAAAAAAAEHc/NCJkW0m9ZO8/s320/trader_joes_exterior.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431865396492976002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love that store and miss it from my Washington, DC days.... &lt;br /&gt;He gave me a gift certificate and we went shopping!. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HcHXbKG2I/AAAAAAAAEHM/9O3aMM1AWmY/s1600-h/TraderJoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HcHXbKG2I/AAAAAAAAEHM/9O3aMM1AWmY/s320/TraderJoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431864644690647906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a wonderful gift!  All my favorite things in one: suprise, quality time, creativity, knowing me, eating, and me getting to share things I like with my friends! GReat JOb Keith.  it was also fun having a gift certificate, cuz I foundmyself being more free with what I put in the cart. We got a lot of fun things that we wanted to try and went back and made some food. hmm what did we make?  Shepards pie, a yummy coffee dessert, .. oh my i have forgotten... hmmm- oh yeah. great salsa &amp;  potatoe latke cakes, ... and there was something else, oh well. (we also got food for some other meals that we randomly made this week BBQ (tomato-based Texas style) and buffalo mushroom and cheese burgers. and yummy sparkling lemonade. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my Saturday. :) then on Sunday I went to New Life for thier video service, ate yummy sweet adn spicy pizza after church, came home and watched the colts win all by myself, then I went to the Next (a event where people can showcase their talents as an expression of their passion for the Lord, and finally we watched Life is Beautiful for class. :) &lt;br /&gt;A great great great weekend... and the whole time I missed Melissa. But it was okay, I felt safe and loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4923506749980025925?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4923506749980025925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4923506749980025925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4923506749980025925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4923506749980025925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/blindfolded-suprise-and-trader-joes.html' title='a blindfolded suprise and trader joes.'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HcHuCJ9hI/AAAAAAAAEHU/u5EBI9QR-fg/s72-c/wax.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7369295394496219712</id><published>2010-01-28T13:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:58:34.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>snippet of a dream &amp; a gift for me too!</title><content type='html'>... side tracked from my accounts of this past weekend - just for a minute. &lt;br /&gt;My friend Joe has a dream blog. He just types what he dreams into the blog. And I had a strange dream last night.. so I'll share what I can remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at my parent's house, which was located along a shoreline. A wooden sailboat was coming rather fast and I watched from the front window as it plowed straight into the front of the house. I remember feeling the need to run to the garage to tell my Dad.. and that's all I can remember. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it is supposed to snow starting tomorrow- Friday... at like 9pm. I have mixed feelings. Maybe I can go sledding? hmmm. but i don't really like the problem that snow makes traveling. Cuz I am planning on going to the OWL CITY CONCERT ON SATURDAY! I gave the tickets as a gift, but I get to go too! I am super excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can listen to Adam &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CMr52bCXNdU"&gt;Young's most popular song HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a link to the &lt;a href="http://www.owlcitymusic.com/home.aspx"&gt;main website: HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HYEyMh3fI/AAAAAAAAEHE/OsAI7fgjOuI/s1600-h/owl-city-interview-c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HYEyMh3fI/AAAAAAAAEHE/OsAI7fgjOuI/s320/owl-city-interview-c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431860202290929138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HYEuFJGJI/AAAAAAAAEG8/Z-JOBACI-wA/s1600-h/owlcitymaybeimdreaming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HYEuFJGJI/AAAAAAAAEG8/Z-JOBACI-wA/s320/owlcitymaybeimdreaming.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431860201186203794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7369295394496219712?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7369295394496219712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7369295394496219712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7369295394496219712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7369295394496219712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/snippet-of-dream.html' title='snippet of a dream &amp; a gift for me too!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S2HYEyMh3fI/AAAAAAAAEHE/OsAI7fgjOuI/s72-c/owl-city-interview-c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3557964478983223993</id><published>2010-01-24T18:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T18:25:35.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday.... up until 6pm.</title><content type='html'>This past Friday was the 5th anniversary of My sister's death. Melissa died in the hospital due to breathing complications while she was undergoing a bone marrow transplant.. due to her struggle with Leukemia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I terribly miss her and wish I could share things with her all the time. I also wish I could share about her.. so it was nice to just be able to admit that I miss her and to say her name a couple times this week to friends, around the anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday evening I went to eat with Nathan and Keith at Outback... and here are some random photos from that great steak evening. :) &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWeR6_LXI/AAAAAAAAEG0/hSshQLAQyjg/s1600-h/room.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWeR6_LXI/AAAAAAAAEG0/hSshQLAQyjg/s320/room.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430451066397207922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWd__UhmI/AAAAAAAAEGs/6fdCvW0I8iY/s1600-h/usout.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWd__UhmI/AAAAAAAAEGs/6fdCvW0I8iY/s320/usout.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430451061583545954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWdqNAzEI/AAAAAAAAEGk/0ZCXalZKGo8/s1600-h/menate.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWdqNAzEI/AAAAAAAAEGk/0ZCXalZKGo8/s320/menate.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430451055735393346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I came back and had a great conversation with Sarah- she was so nice and let me talk about Melissa for a bit. I also had a great conversation with a friend over some hurt feelings... and I felt so good after it was resolved. I love it when I feel confident after wrestling over hard issues... it was a gift from God! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Christine and I went to lunch on Friday. She took me to the restaurant, Swan Terrace at the hotel Founders Inn. It was a place that I always wanted to go and I had a great time! (It was so special that she thought that up! It was very very meaningful to me!) &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zV7ehImtI/AAAAAAAAEGU/O00LUYPbYLE/s1600-h/virginia-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zV7ehImtI/AAAAAAAAEGU/O00LUYPbYLE/s320/virginia-beach.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430450468483013330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN Friday night, I ended up going to a Pink Floyd Concert with Keith, Nathan, Reece, and John Andrew. Pink Floyd is no longer together, but we saw a cover band- the Machine. It was an experience and I really enjoyed myself. The crowd was such a mix of people and I had a fun time. I never really listened to Pink Floyd, but have gotten to know some of their songs by being friends with Keith. there were some interesing people at the concert... makes you wonder if they were on something... and before hand we ate in a neat area of Norfolk called Ghent at a place called San Antonio something...yummy!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zV7ks8e5I/AAAAAAAAEGc/OmnFT95ST74/s1600-h/The-Machine-performs-Pink-Floyd-at-The-Norva-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zV7ks8e5I/AAAAAAAAEGc/OmnFT95ST74/s320/The-Machine-performs-Pink-Floyd-at-The-Norva-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430450470143163282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really nice Friday, because I felt like it was stress free and just go with the flow... I felt loved. The peace was so nice! It was a blessing to feel that way around an emotional day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT the weekend was just getting started! :) Saturday, several friends and I went to work on a church that had water damage from the Noreaster... we volunteered through Operation Blessing. It was a great time. It did bring back A LOT OF MEMORIES from my time with the Red Cross during the Hurricane Katrina relief. Some good- some bad.... the volunteers that were stressful, the feelings of emotional benefit, the emotional stress, the muscle aches after each day's work... the lessons I learned, the shocking sights that I saw. etc. &lt;br /&gt;The experience also made me think of my Dad a bunch. He has always been a hard worker &amp; I realized that he has taught me a whole lot. I know how to do a lot of random things when it comes to construction and handling tools. ..sheet rocking, roofing, nailing, hammering, flooring, framing, etc... no problem! Thanks Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after our volunteer experience (where I helped take the carpet padding off a floor) I went home and did some reading for school.... but that wasn't the end of my Saturday- stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3557964478983223993?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3557964478983223993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3557964478983223993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3557964478983223993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3557964478983223993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-up-until-6pm.html' title='Saturday.... up until 6pm.'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zWeR6_LXI/AAAAAAAAEG0/hSshQLAQyjg/s72-c/room.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1296254565260229823</id><published>2010-01-24T17:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:54:03.077-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating in DC: Jan 16, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zPM_b2o_I/AAAAAAAAEGM/Ke2DH_7onlM/s1600-h/alic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zPM_b2o_I/AAAAAAAAEGM/Ke2DH_7onlM/s320/alic.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430443072795616242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia blind folded while walking along the DC MALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine, Alicia, had a birthday a little over a week ago. We went to Richmond the next day (see the post below) then... Bekah had worked to suprise Alicia by taking her to DC to go Iceskating along the Mall at the Art Gallery Garden. It hurt my feet A LOT! But it was totally worth going... here are some fun shots of some of the group skating. It was a wonderful Saturday... and the drive back wasn't that bad either. It is so great to go back to my "old stomping ground" and to bring back the Washington memories... I loved living there! Evertime I go, the "dc spirit" gets revived. I love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zPMYZpD6I/AAAAAAAAEGE/oKqM-gT1AcA/s1600-h/keithanchuck.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zPMYZpD6I/AAAAAAAAEGE/oKqM-gT1AcA/s320/keithanchuck.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430443062317354914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith and Chelsea on the Ice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1296254565260229823?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1296254565260229823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1296254565260229823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1296254565260229823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1296254565260229823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/ice-skating-in-dc-jan-16-2010.html' title='Ice Skating in DC: Jan 16, 2010'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zPM_b2o_I/AAAAAAAAEGM/Ke2DH_7onlM/s72-c/alic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5281667606910867565</id><published>2010-01-24T17:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:48:00.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>State Inauguration- Bob McDonnell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zN_Bt_trI/AAAAAAAAEF8/KtoyuT37LaA/s1600-h/gals.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zN_Bt_trI/AAAAAAAAEF8/KtoyuT37LaA/s320/gals.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430441733378782898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zN-37uviI/AAAAAAAAEF0/Sbm9nPZb36M/s1600-h/cap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zN-37uviI/AAAAAAAAEF0/Sbm9nPZb36M/s320/cap.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430441730752036386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago, oh.. actually just last weekend :) .. a couple of friends and I went to Richmond to see the new Governor get inaugurated. I am from Richmond, yet had never been to a State inauguration. I loved going! &lt;br /&gt;what I loved:&lt;br /&gt;1) Being a part of history. (I really felt like it was an honor to be there.)&lt;br /&gt;2) The fact that Alicia got us tickets(she signed up online and we "won" tickets that other people had to pay money for!)&lt;br /&gt;3) hanging with my friends and re-connecting. (thanks Bekah, chelsea, Alicia, Jared, Keith, and Ben!)&lt;br /&gt;4) The southern nature of the whole event- it felt like a "good-ole-boy" event and it was neat to be apart of such a tradition. It was also neat to hear people talk about the pride that they have for the state. &lt;br /&gt;5) That we could be there to support a Regent alumni, Gov Bob McDonnell. &lt;br /&gt;6) For an event that was for the whole state- it was neat to be a part of a "small" crowd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5281667606910867565?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5281667606910867565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5281667606910867565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5281667606910867565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5281667606910867565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/state-inauguration-bob-mcdonnell.html' title='State Inauguration- Bob McDonnell'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S1zN_Bt_trI/AAAAAAAAEF8/KtoyuT37LaA/s72-c/gals.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3412333504726583714</id><published>2010-01-21T02:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:24:38.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>“Love is not a feeling. Love is an action, an activity. . .Genuine love implies commitment and the exercise of wisdom. . . . love as the will to extend oneself for the purpose of nurturing one's own or another's spiritual growth.....true love is an act of will that often transcends ephemeral feelings of love or cathexis, it is correct to say, 'Love is as love does'.” &lt;br /&gt; -M. Scott Peck quotes (American psychiatrist and Author, 1936-2005)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3412333504726583714?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3412333504726583714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3412333504726583714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3412333504726583714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3412333504726583714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-is-not-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8473356882618309583</id><published>2010-01-21T02:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:23:06.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>deaf to love</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about feeling loved lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all want to hangout with people that "make me feel like I'm somethin'" (to quote a Jennifer Lopez song- random quote- I know!) Where do we fall short as friends and Christians? Why do I personally struggle with feeling loved? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something doesn't feel right lately... the love cycle is off. &lt;br /&gt;something is communicating that the feeling of love needs to be restored&lt;br /&gt;Am I insensative to the Love around me?&lt;br /&gt;Why are my fellow believers feeling disconnected and unsatisfied by their community. &lt;br /&gt;WE ARE CALLED TO LOVE&gt;&gt;&gt; TO LIVE IN COMMUNITY AND LOVE! &lt;br /&gt;no one should feel like they are an unsatisfactory presence to another person.&lt;br /&gt;no one should feel like there is something wrong with them cuz they are disregarded&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am to blame? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to recognize and recieve. I am praying against being deaf to God's love around me! I can only turn to my love of Christ for help past my whining. I have a deeper desire to feel loved by God than I do man.. so I keep loving the Lord and laying myself down daily. I am here for the Holy Spirit to use... and hopefully I will be used to allow others to feel loved. (cuz I am my happiest and closest with God when I am allowed to work on loving those around me.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some elementary thoughts about love... cuz i was feeling selfish and needy at 222am on a wednesday/thursday. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8473356882618309583?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8473356882618309583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8473356882618309583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8473356882618309583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8473356882618309583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/deaf-to-love.html' title='deaf to love'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5844131054296602244</id><published>2010-01-21T01:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:02:20.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've eaten a lot of popcorn lately</title><content type='html'>crazy world... hmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movies I've recently seen:&lt;br /&gt;Book of Eli&lt;br /&gt;Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus &lt;br /&gt;Avatar&lt;br /&gt;Casablanca&lt;br /&gt;Amadeus&lt;br /&gt;Australia&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Zhivago&lt;br /&gt;The Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie I will see this weekend for class:&lt;br /&gt; Life is Beautiful&lt;br /&gt; Out of Africa (the first time I saw this movie was before Kim went to Africa, way back in our JMU days.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5844131054296602244?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5844131054296602244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5844131054296602244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5844131054296602244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5844131054296602244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-eaten-lot-of-popcorn-lately.html' title='I&apos;ve eaten a lot of popcorn lately'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4348141136163396749</id><published>2010-01-09T12:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T12:57:19.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tunes on a saturday while I clean</title><content type='html'>Suggested Listening:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics William Fitzsimmons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion Play :&lt;br /&gt;I should not have hid&lt;br /&gt;where my heart can't follow&lt;br /&gt;cause this grace gets so far&lt;br /&gt;and too hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;i've been running from Saul,&lt;br /&gt;he's been giving chase&lt;br /&gt;when i look in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;all i see is his face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you still on my back&lt;br /&gt;after all these years?&lt;br /&gt;chasing my out of hell&lt;br /&gt;and my nice veeners&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how you stand&lt;br /&gt;when you've got no floor&lt;br /&gt;or how you can breathe&lt;br /&gt;with your hands on boards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be not what i am today&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be better than my friends might say&lt;br /&gt;i just want a small part in your passion play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you hear when i call&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of wrong?&lt;br /&gt;do you hear these here words&lt;br /&gt;while i sing this song?&lt;br /&gt;are you caught up in me&lt;br /&gt;like i heard you say?&lt;br /&gt;or just some big cashier&lt;br /&gt;that i'll have to pay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4348141136163396749?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4348141136163396749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4348141136163396749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4348141136163396749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4348141136163396749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/tunes-on-saturday-while-i-clean.html' title='tunes on a saturday while I clean'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5071522988648593350</id><published>2010-01-06T18:23:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:46:50.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years with the JMU gang &amp; 12 children 3 and under!</title><content type='html'>Pictures don't begin to explain .. i laughed ALOT and smiled more. I was blessed by spending new years in Roanoke, Virginia with some wonderful friends. And I stayed with Mr and Mrs. Simmons in their amazing house... in a simply cozy bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under some of the photos are a break down, just in case you need some assistance in following the madness (simply wonderful madness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0Udde0cEmI/AAAAAAAAEE8/1UUkzHV2Qjw/s1600-h/22270_263626804739_754679739_4443422_2588886_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0Udde0cEmI/AAAAAAAAEE8/1UUkzHV2Qjw/s320/22270_263626804739_754679739_4443422_2588886_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773718564049506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin in the Sink's living room- New years day- Jude says cheese (while his parents were away at a Rehearsal Dinner.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UddIl5NjI/AAAAAAAAEE0/03KnZDAQBF4/s1600-h/22270_263625864739_754679739_4443349_8008234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UddIl5NjI/AAAAAAAAEE0/03KnZDAQBF4/s320/22270_263625864739_754679739_4443349_8008234_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773712597464626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi (with Oliver) and myself! I love her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdT-PEbLI/AAAAAAAAEEs/s8UHTKowqoA/s1600-h/22270_263625594739_754679739_4443321_7697238_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdT-PEbLI/AAAAAAAAEEs/s8UHTKowqoA/s320/22270_263625594739_754679739_4443321_7697238_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773555198553266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back row: Johnny and Cristen Sink, myself, &amp; Chris France&lt;br /&gt;fyi- Johnny and Cristen's children are Kathryn and jackson.&lt;br /&gt;fyi- jenny- single&lt;br /&gt;fyi- chris- single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdTqS6urI/AAAAAAAAEEk/9ZseTgcMg_Y/s1600-h/22270_263625339739_754679739_4443318_4437812_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdTqS6urI/AAAAAAAAEEk/9ZseTgcMg_Y/s320/22270_263625339739_754679739_4443318_4437812_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773549845985970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second from backrow &amp; Floor: Naomi &amp; Andrew Glenn, Kimberly Jordan &amp; her husband Daniel infront of her, Tabitha Lookabill (with her husband Joshua infront of her sitting on the floor); Sara-beth Noll (with Eric Noll sitting infront of her); Brian and krisha Whited on the right of the photo. &lt;br /&gt;fyi- naomi and Andrew Glenn- Madeline &amp; Oliver&lt;br /&gt;fyi-Kimberly &amp; Dan Jordan- Caedmon &amp; Ansleigh&lt;br /&gt;fyi- Tabitha &amp; Joshua Lookabill- Jude &amp; Naomi&lt;br /&gt;fyi- Sara-Beth &amp; Eric Noll- Noa, Matha, &amp; Gloria&lt;br /&gt;fyi- Krisha &amp; Brian Whited- Chase &amp; Baby on the Way&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdTW2SnEI/AAAAAAAAEEc/CKBpg95GZ-U/s1600-h/22270_263625169739_754679739_4443316_6490159_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdTW2SnEI/AAAAAAAAEEc/CKBpg95GZ-U/s320/22270_263625169739_754679739_4443316_6490159_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773544625642562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdTHpwaNI/AAAAAAAAEEU/V8gdPqyPWuw/s1600-h/22270_263624479739_754679739_4443304_7407042_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0UdTHpwaNI/AAAAAAAAEEU/V8gdPqyPWuw/s320/22270_263624479739_754679739_4443304_7407042_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423773540546537682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristen (with Jackson); Krisha (with child in oven); Jenny (with Oliver- child of Naomi/Andrew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Famous Anthony's in our very own room (which allowed room for the kiddos to wander and the adults to catch up.) .. we chilled at the Sinks' house and laughed, played games and did a gift exchange... i love the annual gift exchange, and we ate more... :) such a good New years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5071522988648593350?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5071522988648593350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5071522988648593350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5071522988648593350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5071522988648593350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years-with-jmu-gang-12-children-3.html' title='New Years with the JMU gang &amp; 12 children 3 and under!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/S0Udde0cEmI/AAAAAAAAEE8/1UUkzHV2Qjw/s72-c/22270_263626804739_754679739_4443422_2588886_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8597917339604012555</id><published>2009-12-24T22:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:21:22.654-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas lights.... and our lights</title><content type='html'>there is a house near my parents that has their own radio station and lights syced to music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Summerleaf house can be seen here...&lt;a href="http://www.tackylighttour.com/lights/Summerleaf_Christmas_Show"&gt; HERE &lt;/a&gt;and then at their own &lt;a href="http://summerleafchristmas.com/"&gt;site HERE&lt;/a&gt;. I recommend checking out this website to see if there are lights in your area. &lt;br /&gt;my parent's house and our lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-tZ7YiI/AAAAAAAAEDc/B4Vd100LrdY/s1600-h/ourhouse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-tZ7YiI/AAAAAAAAEDc/B4Vd100LrdY/s320/ourhouse.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419006806997033506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our christmas light lists... from the paper and my own list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-YHYp6I/AAAAAAAAEDU/dOmdSj2k8Ak/s1600-h/lists.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-YHYp6I/AAAAAAAAEDU/dOmdSj2k8Ak/s320/lists.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419006801282115490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad researching christmas lights online &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-JgPBlI/AAAAAAAAEDM/Tf9L9ihE5yE/s1600-h/research.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-JgPBlI/AAAAAAAAEDM/Tf9L9ihE5yE/s320/research.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419006797359810130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a house that we found &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQuUn_clBI/AAAAAAAAED0/E4Xt1_8cFqQ/s1600-h/house+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQuUn_clBI/AAAAAAAAED0/E4Xt1_8cFqQ/s320/house+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007183500907538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another house that we found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQuUBoYKHI/AAAAAAAAEDs/_TwMoCOrKws/s1600-h/house4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQuUBoYKHI/AAAAAAAAEDs/_TwMoCOrKws/s320/house4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007173203601522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowman light from our front yard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQuT32AtYI/AAAAAAAAEDk/cLRtXrt4Qmc/s1600-h/house2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQuT32AtYI/AAAAAAAAEDk/cLRtXrt4Qmc/s320/house2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419007170576430466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8597917339604012555?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8597917339604012555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8597917339604012555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8597917339604012555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8597917339604012555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-lights-and-our-lights.html' title='Christmas lights.... and our lights'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQt-tZ7YiI/AAAAAAAAEDc/B4Vd100LrdY/s72-c/ourhouse.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5032330184884380517</id><published>2009-12-24T22:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T22:07:30.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>under the covers</title><content type='html'>My parents keep their house at a cool 65 degrees... and they use their woodstove to heat the living room and their upstairs bedroom. Needless to say, I am constantly chilly and I spend most of my time in the living room. &lt;br /&gt;The General has been living here in Virginia for over a year now and he has learned to survive. Here are three photos of the general.. when he sleeps at night. (he still sleeps sometimes in "my room" or takes naps there. :) I think it is super cute. &lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying spending time with my folks... and taken several photos. Stay tuned to facebook and here for some glimpses... Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsL_g5dLI/AAAAAAAAEDE/ShdreacOkS0/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsL_g5dLI/AAAAAAAAEDE/ShdreacOkS0/s320/IMG_0341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419004836173149362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsLtVEUNI/AAAAAAAAEC8/NZyzFlumkXo/s1600-h/IMG_0340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsLtVEUNI/AAAAAAAAEC8/NZyzFlumkXo/s320/IMG_0340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419004831291691218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsLRJ8brI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Sg55z5mSVuM/s1600-h/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsLRJ8brI/AAAAAAAAEC0/Sg55z5mSVuM/s320/IMG_0339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419004823728844466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5032330184884380517?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5032330184884380517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5032330184884380517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5032330184884380517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5032330184884380517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/under-covers.html' title='under the covers'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SzQsL_g5dLI/AAAAAAAAEDE/ShdreacOkS0/s72-c/IMG_0341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7447579723631100107</id><published>2009-12-20T00:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:42:45.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW (a little is better than none) in VA Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sy248-lVXDI/AAAAAAAAECU/CXWeCrLNpQo/s1600-h/IMG_0330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sy24XtxGbPI/AAAAAAAAEB8/IMHD3aG5kIc/s320/IMG_0326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417188644358614258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sy24XJbpBvI/AAAAAAAAEB0/GK1BlI1OajA/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sy24XJbpBvI/AAAAAAAAEB0/GK1BlI1OajA/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417188634604930802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7447579723631100107?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7447579723631100107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7447579723631100107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7447579723631100107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7447579723631100107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/snow-little-is-better-than-none-in-va.html' title='SNOW (a little is better than none) in VA Beach'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sy248-lVXDI/AAAAAAAAECU/CXWeCrLNpQo/s72-c/IMG_0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7312369580965830195</id><published>2009-12-18T20:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:12:53.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things to come in this blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywocOIaKuI/AAAAAAAAEBE/VIyZiooh4hw/s1600-h/Maymont-Italian-garden.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywocOIaKuI/AAAAAAAAEBE/VIyZiooh4hw/s320/Maymont-Italian-garden.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416748917114677986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywobpAkBWI/AAAAAAAAEA8/YY3Oz9iALf8/s1600-h/pmaymont_gardens_large.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywobpAkBWI/AAAAAAAAEA8/YY3Oz9iALf8/s320/pmaymont_gardens_large.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416748907149657442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures from Maymont in Richmond.. look forward to details on maymont to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that I am going to utalize my blog more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I will be writing about:&lt;br /&gt;1. More of my day to day life adventures. (leaving out trips to get gas and to wal-mart- but just letting you know what fun i'm up to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Profile places to visit (I have a lot of favorite places... richmond, harrisonburg, places in va beach, the outerbanks, the beaches of delaware, places in NOVA/DC.... so why not share them with you???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. inspirations/ thoughts on God and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. so stay tuned folks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it is  supposed to snow this weekend... but now it is raining. I am okay with rain. snow is so cold and isn't fun without friends. (Let's go snow tubing, SLEDDING, and make an igloo.) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7312369580965830195?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7312369580965830195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7312369580965830195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7312369580965830195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7312369580965830195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-to-come-in-this-blog.html' title='things to come in this blog'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywocOIaKuI/AAAAAAAAEBE/VIyZiooh4hw/s72-c/Maymont-Italian-garden.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3259170698819806481</id><published>2009-12-18T19:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:13:41.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tacky lights in your area.... and Richmond</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywovOix-jI/AAAAAAAAEBM/S3hkqGpIuJQ/s1600-h/christmas-house-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywovOix-jI/AAAAAAAAEBM/S3hkqGpIuJQ/s320/christmas-house-7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416749243642804786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a oral Communication class.. for my new major! And Yesterday was my last class.It was a really kooky class, interesting people and interesting professor. but I actually feel like I made myself have more confidence when speaking infront of a class. I also learned that i need to have the info in my head and not follow notes... notes make me pause and say UMMM. ( I say a lot of ummms. :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, I did a speech on Richmond. Everyone living in virginia should visit richmond. It is typically only a couple hour drive from anywhere in the state. &lt;br /&gt;One reason... the tacky christmas lights! Richmod has been profiled on HGTV for their amazing lights... it seems like the citizens of richmond really try to out do each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some links for some tacky light fun-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://gosoutheast.about.com/od/wintereventsfestivals/ss/holidays_8.htm"&gt;Christmas in the South - Holiday Festivals and Christmas Lights- VA Beach to Richmond.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.tackylighttour.com/christmas_lights/tourbyzipcode.aspx?zip=23237&amp;country=US"&gt;Christmas light locator- from my parent's house- but you can use it to find tacky lights in your area&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3259170698819806481?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3259170698819806481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3259170698819806481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3259170698819806481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3259170698819806481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/tacky-lights-in-your-area-and-richmond.html' title='tacky lights in your area.... and Richmond'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SywovOix-jI/AAAAAAAAEBM/S3hkqGpIuJQ/s72-c/christmas-house-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7858451269851142082</id><published>2009-12-18T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:43:31.914-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O pioneers!</title><content type='html'>after reading this... I sort of feel like it could be a inspiring charge/call for us as young christians... &lt;br /&gt;I can not wait to find out where God wants/allows me to travel and "bear the brunt of danger"..i feel the sense of adventure calling me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read and see what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O Pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;by Walt Whitman&lt;br /&gt;(1819-1892)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come my tan-faced children,&lt;br /&gt;Follow well in order, get your weapons ready,&lt;br /&gt;Have you your pistols? have you your sharp-edged axes?&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers! &lt;br /&gt;For we cannot tarry here,&lt;br /&gt;We must march my darlings, we must bear the brunt of danger,&lt;br /&gt;We the youthful sinewy races, all the rest on us depend,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O you youths, Western youths,&lt;br /&gt;So impatient, full of action, full of manly pride and friendship,&lt;br /&gt;Plain I see you Western youths, see you tramping with the foremost,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have the elder races halted?&lt;br /&gt;Do they droop and end their lesson, wearied over there beyond the seas?&lt;br /&gt;We take up the task eternal, and the burden and the lesson,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the past we leave behind,&lt;br /&gt;We debouch upon a newer mightier world, varied world,&lt;br /&gt;Fresh and strong the world we seize, world of labor and the march,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We detachments steady throwing,&lt;br /&gt;Down the edges, through the passes, up the mountains steep,&lt;br /&gt;Conquering, holding, daring, venturing as we go the unknown ways,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We primeval forests felling,&lt;br /&gt;We the rivers stemming, vexing we and piercing deep the mines within,&lt;br /&gt;We the surface broad surveying, we the virgin soil upheaving,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorado men are we,&lt;br /&gt;From the peaks gigantic, from the great sierras and the high plateaus,&lt;br /&gt;From the mine and from the gully, from the hunting trail we come,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Nebraska, from Arkansas,&lt;br /&gt;Central inland race are we, from Missouri, with the continental&lt;br /&gt;blood intervein'd,&lt;br /&gt;All the hands of comrades clasping, all the Southern, all the Northern,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O resistless restless race!&lt;br /&gt;O beloved race in all! O my breast aches with tender love for all!&lt;br /&gt;O I mourn and yet exult, I am rapt with love for all,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raise the mighty mother mistress,&lt;br /&gt;Waving high the delicate mistress, over all the starry mistress,&lt;br /&gt;(bend your heads all,)&lt;br /&gt;Raise the fang'd and warlike mistress, stern, impassive, weapon'd mistress,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my children, resolute children,&lt;br /&gt;By those swarms upon our rear we must never yield or falter,&lt;br /&gt;Ages back in ghostly millions frowning there behind us urging,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on the compact ranks,&lt;br /&gt;With accessions ever waiting, with the places of the dead quickly fill'd,&lt;br /&gt;Through the battle, through defeat, moving yet and never stopping,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O to die advancing on!&lt;br /&gt;Are there some of us to droop and die? has the hour come?&lt;br /&gt;Then upon the march we fittest die, soon and sure the gap is fill'd.&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pulses of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Falling in they beat for us, with the Western movement beat,&lt;br /&gt;Holding single or together, steady moving to the front, all for us,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's involv'd and varied pageants,&lt;br /&gt;All the forms and shows, all the workmen at their work,&lt;br /&gt;All the seamen and the landsmen, all the masters with their slaves,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the hapless silent lovers,&lt;br /&gt;All the prisoners in the prisons, all the righteous and the wicked,&lt;br /&gt;All the joyous, all the sorrowing, all the living, all the dying,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too with my soul and body,&lt;br /&gt;We, a curious trio, picking, wandering on our way,&lt;br /&gt;Through these shores amid the shadows, with the apparitions pressing,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo, the darting bowling orb!&lt;br /&gt;Lo, the brother orbs around, all the clustering suns and planets,&lt;br /&gt;All the dazzling days, all the mystic nights with dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are of us, they are with us,&lt;br /&gt;All for primal needed work, while the followers there in embryo wait behind,&lt;br /&gt;We to-day's procession heading, we the route for travel clearing,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O you daughters of the West!&lt;br /&gt;O you young and elder daughters! O you mothers and you wives!&lt;br /&gt;Never must you be divided, in our ranks you move united,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minstrels latent on the prairies!&lt;br /&gt;(Shrouded bards of other lands, you may rest, you have done your work,)&lt;br /&gt;Soon I hear you coming warbling, soon you rise and tramp amid us,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for delectations sweet,&lt;br /&gt;Not the cushion and the slipper, not the peaceful and the studious,&lt;br /&gt;Not the riches safe and palling, not for us the tame enjoyment,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do the feasters gluttonous feast?&lt;br /&gt;Do the corpulent sleepers sleep? have they lock'd and bolted doors?&lt;br /&gt;Still be ours the diet hard, and the blanket on the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the night descended?&lt;br /&gt;Was the road of late so toilsome? did we stop discouraged nodding&lt;br /&gt;on our way?&lt;br /&gt;Yet a passing hour I yield you in your tracks to pause oblivious,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till with sound of trumpet,&lt;br /&gt;Far, far off the daybreak call--hark! how loud and clear I hear it wind,&lt;br /&gt;Swift! to the head of the army!--swift! spring to your places,&lt;br /&gt;Pioneers! O pioneers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7858451269851142082?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7858451269851142082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7858451269851142082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7858451269851142082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7858451269851142082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-pioneers.html' title='O pioneers!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4645723960830162657</id><published>2009-12-16T00:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T00:07:13.664-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wrote a paper on women in ministry... and I took a stance on if I felt women should be pastors or not. I learned a lot. and i wish that i had assignments like this all the time... assignments where I could almost free write on topics and doctrine and not be to heady.. but gain knowlege. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random thought... do you ever know that you shouldn't feel something.. like you know the truth that the bible says.. and yet you can't break the pain or feeling/struggle?  ugh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like myself... I'm funny... and at times I glimps myself in a mirror and I think- I'm cute today... and i love being loved. but there are those times when I feel unworthy and not funny, not cute, and not loved. behind me stupid untruths. i'm wanting to break those lies. but i can't personally make it happen. i'm praying that for you and for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4645723960830162657?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4645723960830162657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4645723960830162657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4645723960830162657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4645723960830162657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wrote-paper-on-women-in-ministry.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2449278524031990439</id><published>2009-12-09T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:48:35.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions</title><content type='html'>confession of a girl named jenny:&lt;br /&gt;i cry at extreme home makeover. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2449278524031990439?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2449278524031990439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2449278524031990439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2449278524031990439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2449278524031990439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/confessions.html' title='confessions'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3424605866190427119</id><published>2009-12-08T17:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:32:31.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T95VjTWI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/PAtMUYc3U64/s1600-h/15435_708858415572_68127507_40697595_130264_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T95VjTWI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/PAtMUYc3U64/s320/15435_708858415572_68127507_40697595_130264_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412996862462610786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T9nqOsSI/AAAAAAAAEAI/v6Zk_hw9sfc/s1600-h/15435_708854054312_68127507_40697469_7899801_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T9nqOsSI/AAAAAAAAEAI/v6Zk_hw9sfc/s320/15435_708854054312_68127507_40697469_7899801_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412996857717502242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T9bCHTcI/AAAAAAAAEAA/k6pXws_BJX4/s1600-h/15435_708854044332_68127507_40697467_598742_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T9bCHTcI/AAAAAAAAEAA/k6pXws_BJX4/s320/15435_708854044332_68127507_40697467_598742_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412996854328020418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite christmas ball memory was my first year here at regent... I was working at the Christmas ball ( i didn't really know anyone- but that was the day i started making friends with some of the people that are my dear Regent friends now...) but my favorite memory was working on the second floor with the food... and I got a call from Naomi telling me about Madeline being born. &lt;br /&gt;Christmas Ball was this past weekend and was something that I really wasn't looking forward to... but i ended making myself (and Keith- lol) go to. It started at 8pm, but we didn't walk (YES IT WAS FREEZING AND I HAD TO TAKE MY SHOES OFF) over until 10:30pm.. but i was glad i went. I bought my dress from Ross or Marshalls- one of those... the day of the ball.it was $29!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3424605866190427119?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3424605866190427119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3424605866190427119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3424605866190427119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3424605866190427119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-ball.html' title='christmas ball'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sx7T95VjTWI/AAAAAAAAEAQ/PAtMUYc3U64/s72-c/15435_708858415572_68127507_40697595_130264_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-6194029035433368274</id><published>2009-12-08T17:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T17:27:53.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>three thoughts and a quote</title><content type='html'>1) there are some things that I really enjoy logging into online. I have a variety of passwords- but the password for my google/hotmail/blog - they are all linked- is one of my favorites. Just thought I'd share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) a friend mentioned something to me the other day... and didn't go into detail... and I have been chewing on all the possibilities of what they could have meant. I am hopeful for one of the things that I have allowed my mind to think. Do you ever have moments where you think, "Silly mind- stop thinking that!?!" But hope is a fun/painful thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)I've been catching myself waiting for january.. thinking that it would be "better" for some reason. (Maybe cuz I am stressed with my homework and lack of money- and the new start of classes really apeals to me... and I am working on applying/ getting a job- so it makes me hopeful.) But I need to live in the now... I really am a more happy Jenny when I live in the NOW and let the future just come. Some of my best memories are times when life just happened... and I didn't try to make my own plans... or create my own strength out of no where. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is the accepted time, not tomorrow, not some more convenient season.&lt;br /&gt;It is today that our best work can be done and not some future day or future year.&lt;br /&gt;It is today that we fit ourselves for the greater usefulness of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the seed time, now are the hours of work, and tomorrow comes the harvest and the playtime.-W.E.B. Du Bois&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-6194029035433368274?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/6194029035433368274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=6194029035433368274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6194029035433368274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6194029035433368274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/12/three-thoughts-and-quote.html' title='three thoughts and a quote'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-6010268150103955231</id><published>2009-11-30T08:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:29:48.251-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’d Like To Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SxPIt6RaBjI/AAAAAAAAD_0/6lRUyszLa7o/s1600/fourth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SxPIt6RaBjI/AAAAAAAAD_0/6lRUyszLa7o/s320/fourth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409888268464031282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been sleeping well lately. I heard this song and it sort of brought me peace. i don't really know why.. maybe Knowing that others are like me out there. I've had some of these thoughts.. so it was refreshing to hear it being sung by someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i often feel like everyone else is forgiven/encouraged/cradles/understood/appreciated for their honesty and their struggles... so this is something that I have been trying to come to peace with- being okay with my faults and not comparing how others react with how others react to the emotions/faults of a different person. Being a christian woman is hard. but God is loving me right through the process. He has a perfect plan. So what- when I get frustrated over stupid things... hahaha I am a daughter of a God who is doing great works in me so I can worship him and be blessed by that worship. ahem yes, i am okay with my idiosyncrasies... at least for now. :) and one day I'll know someone who loves them too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. she's on myspace and YouTube ( i use myspace to listen to music for underground/up and coming bands.. i promise I'm not stuck in myspace land. smile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d Like To Know- Meg Hutchinson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone &lt;br /&gt;Who’s known months without sun&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;Who’s learned how to sleep&lt;br /&gt;When the night’s still bright&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;Who comes from the mountains&lt;br /&gt;Like a wall against my waves&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;Who knows the quiet time&lt;br /&gt;After the song is sung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I’m quick to love&lt;br /&gt;Quicker to tire&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking for a slower burn&lt;br /&gt;A better kind of fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;With music in their lungs&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;Who lets stuff off the hook&lt;br /&gt;Throw back the little ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you’re not afraid to stay&lt;br /&gt;I won’t be afraid of morning&lt;br /&gt;And when you’re not afraid to say&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be afraid, to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;Who knows I came undone once&lt;br /&gt;I’d like to know someone&lt;br /&gt;Who knows deep where they come from&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-6010268150103955231?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/6010268150103955231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=6010268150103955231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6010268150103955231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6010268150103955231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/id-like-to-know.html' title='I’d Like To Know'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SxPIt6RaBjI/AAAAAAAAD_0/6lRUyszLa7o/s72-c/fourth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1260729005818216664</id><published>2009-11-30T07:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:05:08.064-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...what's to tell? nut'n much</title><content type='html'>I was thinking that I don't really give a lot of practical updates here in this blog. There are several things peculating on my brain, too... so I thought I would post a real Jenny Blog. :) &lt;br /&gt;So..what's to tell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I recently have refueled my passion for reading. I found a exchange bookstore where you can trade in books for credit... so Saturday I came back from Richmond and hung out in my apartment for a bit- then i went to the bookstore and spent $75 of my credit money.&lt;br /&gt;- I am looking for a job. I am really wanting/needing one because I am very thin on funds (in fact I am sort of worried where I am going to be living in January- cuz I won't be able to afford living here- but I think that getting out of my lease will be a problem AND I have no idea where I will move.. i think that living in a house with a bunch of gals my age would be ideal- that is less than $500 a month- would you be willing to pray for me to get a job and a place to live.. in like a month????) ahhh stress. :) I think another appeal of a job is the self satisfaction that comes from working... i miss the purpose/connections. &lt;br /&gt;- I am really loving the Lord but I am feeling extreme guilt of not being good enough. I want to devote more time to being in his presence- but I can't pull myself into his presence enough. I am desiring for something that I can't seem to force my self to be motivated toward. AHHHH such a guilt. I just want to have the confidence that I am full filling his purpose for me. &lt;br /&gt;-I think that my time at Regent will be one that I will be trying to decipher years after I leave here. It is a point of such lows and highs. And one of such struggle with myself and a new struggle with relationships that I never experienced before. It has really been something!&lt;br /&gt;- Thanksgiving was surprisingly good. My parents and I went to visit my Aunt/Cousin's family and then shared the thanksgiving meal with our great friends The Rakes. As long as I can remember, I have known of James Rakes as "Uncle James" even though we are not related... and so it is nice to be around a family that loves you and is one of your fans. Know what I mean? hmmm let me explain..I was a little worried that I was going to feel out of it or disconnected- with making conversations with the "grown-ups", etc. But as soon as we walked into the door, my family was welcomed by the Rakes family ( and their extended family- which included over 8 other families.. brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, etc.) But they all had been in my life at some point, so they were like being welcomed in by family... and I didn't really know that I meant that much to them. And to be honest- I think that I was shocked with how much they cared about me. I was receiving so much love and warm and fuzzies... and I had forgotten what it was like- to meet new people or reconnect with old friends and to feel valued and important. this sounds like I am low on myself... and I'm really not... but they just said things to me that really connected with areas that I had been lacking- and not really knowing. For example, as my family was leaving someone told me that I was a really neat and interesting person... so my fears over not having anything to say/being disconnected to were silly. I like it when you go into an environment and instead of just sitting in a corner, you find yourself engaging and almost glowing and having fun bee bopping from one group to another. :) &lt;br /&gt;-I'm not doing too many group hangouts/meeting that many new people lately... or even playing hostess like I used to.. and I guess I realized over thanksgiving that I miss that. &lt;br /&gt;- two funny things that happened over the weekend- a gentleman that plays music professionally heard me speaking and asked me if I had ever considered professional voice lessons... he said he thinks that I have a great voice and that I can project- so that with training i might be able to sing. :) &lt;br /&gt;- as we were walking out he door my father said to a room of 20 or so people... (who were 12-18 years old, married or my parents age) ..." I am accepting all boys from the age of 27-35 as applicants for Jennifer's husband.. if you know anyone- pass their info to me." the whole room cracked up... i guess my Dad is a little nervous about my age/lack of being married, too. ha ha . oh one day. :) &lt;br /&gt;- I have seen that I'm playing defensive a lot... and I want to get out there and play a different sort of game. :) Stay tuned for alive awake jenny getting onto the playing field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you all... these are just some random thoughts from a girl who can't sleep. more normal updates to come. &lt;br /&gt;miss ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1260729005818216664?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1260729005818216664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1260729005818216664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1260729005818216664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1260729005818216664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/whats-to-tell-nutn-much.html' title='...what&apos;s to tell? nut&apos;n much'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5529004685081955434</id><published>2009-11-26T02:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T02:30:37.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sw4tKinuwmI/AAAAAAAAD_s/J813J29Ijwk/s1600/thanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 66px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sw4tKinuwmI/AAAAAAAAD_s/J813J29Ijwk/s320/thanks.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408309861633933922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving has inspired me to be funny (not that hard of a thing. :) ) &lt;br /&gt;I was talking on the phone tonight to a friend and we briefly discussed jokes. I love jokes, but don't really use them that much (I have my standard four corny jokes that allow me to get through life) but I looked online for some Thanksgiving jokes... and so what you find before you today friends are some of the funniest Thanksgiving jokes, quotes and sayings that I could find. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try them out on your family/friends while you enjoy each others company. I love traditions, friends, family, love, and food.... so I am super looking forward to my own Turkey day here in Richmond.... but it may be nearing one of the last times that I have thanksgiving here... soon our family traditions may be occurring at my parents' farm in Floyd, VA. but i digress.... here comes hilarity (or at least a chuckle.)&lt;br /&gt;Sit back and get ready for some of the funnies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the mother turkey say to her disobedient children?&lt;br /&gt;If your father could see you now, he'd turn over in his gravy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store, but couldn't find one big enough for her family. She asked the stock boy, "Do these turkeys get any bigger?" The stock boy answered, "No ma'am, they're dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you take a turkey to church?&lt;br /&gt;Because they use such FOWL language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock, knock! &lt;br /&gt;Who's there? &lt;br /&gt;Arthur. &lt;br /&gt;Arthur who? &lt;br /&gt;Arthur any leftovers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened when the turkey got into a fight?&lt;br /&gt;He got the stuffing knocked out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a turkey jump higher than the Empire State Building?&lt;br /&gt;Yes - a building can't jump at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What always comes at the end of Thangsgiving?&lt;br /&gt;The letter G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Why do we have a Thanksgiving holiday?" &lt;br /&gt;Student: "So we know when to start Christmas shopping!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is not hungry at Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;The turkey, he’s already been stuffed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are unhappy cranberries called?&lt;br /&gt;Blueberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock Knock.&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;Wilma.&lt;br /&gt;Wilma who?&lt;br /&gt;Wil Ma make lots of food again this Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn’t the Pilgrim want to make the bread?&lt;br /&gt;It’s a crummy job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did they let the turkey join the band?&lt;br /&gt;Because he had the drumsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the pilgrim’s pants keep falling off?&lt;br /&gt;The buckle was on his hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the Pilgrims were alive today, what would they be most famous for?&lt;br /&gt;Their age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the police arrest the turkey?&lt;br /&gt;They suspected it of fowl play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did the Pilgrim eat a candle?&lt;br /&gt;He wanted a light snack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was going to serve sweet potatoes with Thanksgiving dinner, but I sat on them. &lt;br /&gt;"So what are you serving now?" &lt;br /&gt;"Squash."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: "Where did the Pilgrims come from?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: "Their parents, of course!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know an ancestor of mine came over on the Mayflower." &lt;br /&gt;"Really? Which rat was he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did Johnny get such low grades after Thanksgiving?&lt;br /&gt;Because everything is marked down after the holidays.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did the little turkey say to the big turkey? &lt;br /&gt;"Peck" on someone your own size!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get after eating way too much turkey and dressing?&lt;br /&gt;Dessert, of course!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5529004685081955434?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5529004685081955434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5529004685081955434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5529004685081955434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5529004685081955434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-jokes.html' title='thanksgiving jokes'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sw4tKinuwmI/AAAAAAAAD_s/J813J29Ijwk/s72-c/thanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-960239225215039790</id><published>2009-11-18T03:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T03:24:01.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice: miniseries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SwOu2JxwBJI/AAAAAAAAD_k/Lk27ttawHpc/s1600/aliceonsyfy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SwOu2JxwBJI/AAAAAAAAD_k/Lk27ttawHpc/s320/aliceonsyfy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405356223135483026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi All... I saw the commercial for the following: Alice: a Syfy Channel Original Mini-Series. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like it will be good, so I thought I'd share. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice: In this modern day spin on the classic stories by Lewis Carroll. SyFy's Alice is a miniseries adaptation of the children's classic Alice In Wonderland. The SyFi version stars Caterina Scorsone as Alice and Kathy Bates as the Queen of Hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, December 6 9/8 C- two nights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.syfy.com/alice/index.php&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice is a blackbelt, the Mad Hatter is a con man and the Queen of Hearts...isn't playing with a full deck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-960239225215039790?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/960239225215039790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=960239225215039790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/960239225215039790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/960239225215039790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/alice-miniseries.html' title='Alice: miniseries'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SwOu2JxwBJI/AAAAAAAAD_k/Lk27ttawHpc/s72-c/aliceonsyfy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-1493177515256521588</id><published>2009-11-14T01:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T02:02:22.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>funny thoughts</title><content type='html'>i saw these on one of those chain email/online things... I edited the list to only include the sentences that I thought were funny or to include those thoughts that I have actually had..... i didn't write these, but I hope you still enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The only time I look forward to a red light is when I'm trying to finish a text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Was learning cursive really necessary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lol has gone from meaning, "laugh out loud" to "I have nothing else to say".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How the heck are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Every time I have to spell a word over the phone using 'as in' examples, I will undoubtedly draw a blank and sound like a complete idiot. Today I had to spell my boss's last name to an attorney and said "Yes that's G as in...(10 second lapse)..ummm...Goonies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear what they said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars teams up to prevent a jerky driver from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-What would happen if I hired two private investigators to follow each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-While driving yesterday I saw a banana peel in the road and instinctively swerved to avoid it...thanks Mario Kart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MapQuest really needs to start their directions on #5. Pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Jeans? Jeans never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bad decisions make good stories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Whenever I'm Facebook stalking someone and I find out that their profile is public I feel like a kid on Christmas morning who just got the Red Ryder BB gun that I always wanted. 546 pictures? Don't mind if I do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-1493177515256521588?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/1493177515256521588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=1493177515256521588' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1493177515256521588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/1493177515256521588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/funny-thoughts.html' title='funny thoughts'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4556690181952955575</id><published>2009-11-13T01:23:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T01:52:41.327-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats- Oh the joy over God's Blessings for my friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svz8sSNl9II/AAAAAAAAD9c/WHoOFbxXo-0/s1600-h/congrats_baby_boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svz8sSNl9II/AAAAAAAAD9c/WHoOFbxXo-0/s320/congrats_baby_boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403471490671047810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy for my friends... it seems like a lot of wonderful things have happened for them this Fall/Summer. Everyones' families are growing.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly had Ansley, Naomi had Oliver this week (and he is recovering nicely from an infection!), Krisha is expecting #2, Tabitha had baby Naomi, Sarah- Beth had Gloria, and Jeni is expecting, too.... wow- lots of baby love... and my deepest congrats go out to my very dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;God is GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I threw in a picture of Cristen- cuz I love love love her too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours, O LORD, is the greatness and the power and the glory and the majesty and the splendor, for everything in heaven and earth is yours. Yours, O LORD, is the kingdom; you are exalted as head over all.  1 Chronicles 29:11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0CDNAdOtI/AAAAAAAAD-U/8XHz_3Nb2Ew/s1600-h/cristen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0CDNAdOtI/AAAAAAAAD-U/8XHz_3Nb2Ew/s320/cristen1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477381968902866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0CCxWXj5I/AAAAAAAAD-M/l6A5ga9POOY/s1600-h/jeni.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0CCxWXj5I/AAAAAAAAD-M/l6A5ga9POOY/s320/jeni.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477374544613266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0CChx9xdI/AAAAAAAAD-E/MzyMArGV70g/s1600-h/kim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0CChx9xdI/AAAAAAAAD-E/MzyMArGV70g/s320/kim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477370365396434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0ByXyVHlI/AAAAAAAAD98/c6pK4vO7mWE/s1600-h/naomi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0ByXyVHlI/AAAAAAAAD98/c6pK4vO7mWE/s320/naomi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477092804664914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0ByBfDgQI/AAAAAAAAD90/1O8nS7USdnI/s1600-h/sara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0ByBfDgQI/AAAAAAAAD90/1O8nS7USdnI/s320/sara.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477086818238722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0Bx9gOWPI/AAAAAAAAD9s/5Bika34KvWE/s1600-h/tabitha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0Bx9gOWPI/AAAAAAAAD9s/5Bika34KvWE/s320/tabitha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477085749401842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0BxnDdAwI/AAAAAAAAD9k/W7Rv-_jhp5s/s1600-h/Whiteds_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sv0BxnDdAwI/AAAAAAAAD9k/W7Rv-_jhp5s/s320/Whiteds_0192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403477079723148034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4556690181952955575?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4556690181952955575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4556690181952955575' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4556690181952955575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4556690181952955575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/congrats-oh-joy-over-gods-blessings-for.html' title='Congrats- Oh the joy over God&apos;s Blessings for my friends!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svz8sSNl9II/AAAAAAAAD9c/WHoOFbxXo-0/s72-c/congrats_baby_boy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4308334456331410678</id><published>2009-11-11T10:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:53:29.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: Films</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svrd8UnkJaI/AAAAAAAAD88/tkq28fBdGPY/s1600-h/womanred+dressfall2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svrd8UnkJaI/AAAAAAAAD88/tkq28fBdGPY/s320/womanred+dressfall2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402874731380876706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svrd7z2m5MI/AAAAAAAAD80/2liGWPdVHCg/s1600-h/myafall2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svrd7z2m5MI/AAAAAAAAD80/2liGWPdVHCg/s320/myafall2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402874722585601218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvrdgRlMTgI/AAAAAAAAD8s/XlRXYt7PbnA/s1600-h/13069_507476872276_215500583_30590315_5398004_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvrdgRlMTgI/AAAAAAAAD8s/XlRXYt7PbnA/s320/13069_507476872276_215500583_30590315_5398004_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402874249529282050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4308334456331410678?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4308334456331410678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4308334456331410678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4308334456331410678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4308334456331410678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/wordless-wednesday-films.html' title='Wordless Wednesday: Films'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Svrd8UnkJaI/AAAAAAAAD88/tkq28fBdGPY/s72-c/womanred+dressfall2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4719409751663345336</id><published>2009-11-03T20:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:58:31.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfQRGeSUI/AAAAAAAAD7w/29XRVyyR7_g/s1600-h/group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfQRGeSUI/AAAAAAAAD7w/29XRVyyR7_g/s320/group.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061423778679106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfP3VbDBI/AAAAAAAAD7o/jOKhzmbwn34/s1600-h/fun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfP3VbDBI/AAAAAAAAD7o/jOKhzmbwn34/s320/fun.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061416862059538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfPevK8vI/AAAAAAAAD7g/gXSeOVHkw0M/s1600-h/fall.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfPevK8vI/AAAAAAAAD7g/gXSeOVHkw0M/s320/fall.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061410259170034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love fall. This is more than a statement- it is a fact! &lt;br /&gt;So to celebrate, we went on a Saturday adventure. We were headed to Hunt Club Farms... but on the way I saw a sign that said "FREE HAYRIDES" - ummm yes please! It was a wonderful experience. We saw horses, cows, laughed, played with straa... went on a great tractor pulled hayride, and picked pumpkins placed in a grassy field. Then we ventured to Hunt Club and just enjoyed the animals for quite a while... they had some interesting chickens and baby goats that liked to head butt- a lot! &lt;br /&gt;It was such a wonderful Day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDflrR8kLI/AAAAAAAAD8I/XlaWw-SY3cc/s1600-h/pump3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDflrR8kLI/AAAAAAAAD8I/XlaWw-SY3cc/s320/pump3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061791583375538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfleKMcTI/AAAAAAAAD8A/9kcS7zwbLvU/s1600-h/pump1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfleKMcTI/AAAAAAAAD8A/9kcS7zwbLvU/s320/pump1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061788061200690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDflNYp09I/AAAAAAAAD74/FLjL22V9qSw/s1600-h/ponies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDflNYp09I/AAAAAAAAD74/FLjL22V9qSw/s320/ponies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400061783558443986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4719409751663345336?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4719409751663345336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4719409751663345336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4719409751663345336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4719409751663345336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-love-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDfQRGeSUI/AAAAAAAAD7w/29XRVyyR7_g/s72-c/group.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2208845113119516486</id><published>2009-11-03T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:47:48.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cottage Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdHdEIUbI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/bWh3nKdRoaI/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdHdEIUbI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/bWh3nKdRoaI/s320/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400059073347998130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdHK4OLvI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/v7-UHosnGOI/s1600-h/IMG_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdHK4OLvI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/v7-UHosnGOI/s320/IMG_0397.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400059068466212594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdG-sJShI/AAAAAAAAD7I/L48MIRmDBnM/s1600-h/IMG_0392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdG-sJShI/AAAAAAAAD7I/L48MIRmDBnM/s320/IMG_0392.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400059065194334738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Saturday was Halloween.... duh, Jenny!&lt;br /&gt;But this past Saturday was also the last game for Cottage Cheese- some great friends of mine who play intramural football for Regent. (They didn't make it to the chili bowl- hahaha- our school's version of homecoming- but they played so well this year. Especially forming as a team and really learning to communicate with each other. Their captain, Jared Beasly- did a great job leading these mighty men. It was so fun being a cheerleader for them...and having an excuse to see some of my friends on Saturday mornings.) &lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from last year's team. I love these guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2208845113119516486?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2208845113119516486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2208845113119516486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2208845113119516486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2208845113119516486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/11/cottage-cheese.html' title='Cottage Cheese'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SvDdHdEIUbI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/bWh3nKdRoaI/s72-c/IMG_0402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-6098551991820349291</id><published>2009-10-23T00:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:16:43.128-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 great songs:  songs in the form of heart cries</title><content type='html'>Tired of telling you, you have me&lt;br /&gt;When I know you really don't&lt;br /&gt;Tired of telling you I'll follow&lt;br /&gt;When I know I reallly won't&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd rather stand here speechless&lt;br /&gt;With no great words to say&lt;br /&gt;If my silence is more truthful&lt;br /&gt;And my ears can hear how to walk in your way&lt;br /&gt;In the silence&lt;br /&gt;You are speaking&lt;br /&gt;In the quiet I can feel the fire&lt;br /&gt;And it's burning, burning deeply&lt;br /&gt;Burning all that it is that you desire to be silent, in me&lt;br /&gt;Oh Jesus can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;My soul is screaming out&lt;br /&gt;And my broken will cries teach me&lt;br /&gt;What your Kingdom's all about&lt;br /&gt;Unite my heart to fear you,&lt;br /&gt;To fear your holy name&lt;br /&gt;Adn create a life of worship&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit and truth of your loving ways &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x23t6z_jason-upton-in-the-silence-live_music"&gt;Hit this link to hear the song/see a video of Jason Upton Singing this song.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nichole Nordeman \ Small Enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, great god, be small enough to hear me now &lt;br /&gt;there were times when i was crying &lt;br /&gt;from the dark of daniel's den &lt;br /&gt;and i have asked you once or twice &lt;br /&gt;if you would part the sea again &lt;br /&gt;but tonight i do not need a fiery pillar in the sky &lt;br /&gt;just wanna know you're gonna hold me if i start to cry &lt;br /&gt;oh, great god, be small enough to hear me now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, great god, be close enough to feel you now &lt;br /&gt;there have been moments when i could not &lt;br /&gt;face goliath on my own &lt;br /&gt;and how could i forget we've marched around &lt;br /&gt;our share of jerichos &lt;br /&gt;but i will not be setting out a fleece for you tonight &lt;br /&gt;just wanna know that everything will be alright &lt;br /&gt;oh great god, be close enough to feel you now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all praise and all honor be &lt;br /&gt;to the god of ancient mysteries &lt;br /&gt;whose every sign and wonder turn the pages of our history &lt;br /&gt;but tonight my heart is heavy &lt;br /&gt;and i cannot keep from whispering this prayer &lt;br /&gt;"are you there?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know you could leave writing on the wall &lt;br /&gt;thats just for me &lt;br /&gt;or send wisdom while i'm sleeping, &lt;br /&gt;like in soloman's sweet dreams &lt;br /&gt;but i don't need the strength of samson &lt;br /&gt;or a chariot in the end &lt;br /&gt;just want to know that you still know how many hairs &lt;br /&gt;are on my head &lt;br /&gt;oh great god, be small enough to hear me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_r5u5-Wc-vo"&gt;to this song here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-6098551991820349291?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-4446132264340462569</id><published>2009-09-25T06:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T06:04:59.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Around Campus - Student Activities, Events, News - Regent University</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.regent.edu/acad/undergrad/current_students/around_campus.cfm"&gt;Around Campus - Student Activities, Events, News - Regent University&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing i love about regent... is that I like randomly finding my friends' faces on the website... I'll be looking at a page AND BAM- there is someone that I really value and love... on this page I was surprised to see a picture of two of my most close friends Keith and Bekah. (I have to say that it is a slightly better picture of Bekah than the pie on my face photo of Keith.) I remember when that picture was taken of Bekah- chili bowl and the one of Keith- at the Harvestfest. (I almost threw up at the pie eating contest last year at the Harvestfest... it was sort of gross to watch.) &lt;br /&gt;but anyway..go take a look... there is also Danny, Joe, Paul, Hannah, and amanda... all there on the website!) I feel famouse by proxy. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-4446132264340462569?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/4446132264340462569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=4446132264340462569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4446132264340462569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/4446132264340462569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/around-campus-student-activities-events.html' title='Around Campus - Student Activities, Events, News - Regent University'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-8563819110131197291</id><published>2009-09-24T04:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T04:17:36.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have reason to believe that I have victories to taste</title><content type='html'>"Reason To Believe"&lt;br /&gt;Dashboard confessional &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweet lungs don't fail me now&lt;br /&gt;Your burning has turned into fear&lt;br /&gt;That trails me in my every step, I'm moving quick but you're always on my heels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more breath, I beg you please&lt;br /&gt;Just one more step, my knees are weak&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sturdy but it needs you to survive&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sturdy but it needs you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, don't you want to breathe?&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are strong enough to handle what I need&lt;br /&gt;My capillaries scream, there's nothing left to feed on&lt;br /&gt;My body needs a reason to cross that line&lt;br /&gt;Will you carry me there one more time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steady lungs, don't fail me now&lt;br /&gt;I feel you bursting but you won't let me die&lt;br /&gt;Fill me up with every step&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sick, but I'm leaving it behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one long breath I beg you please&lt;br /&gt;Just one more step you are not weak&lt;br /&gt;My legs are sturdy but they need you to survive&lt;br /&gt;My heart is sturdy but I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, don't you want to breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And know that you are strong enough to handle what I need&lt;br /&gt;My capillaries scream, there's nothing left to feed on&lt;br /&gt;My body needs a reason to cross that line&lt;br /&gt;Will you carry me there once more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have reason to believe that I have victories to taste&lt;br /&gt;I can feel them on my teeth, upon my lips and in my chest&lt;br /&gt;I can roll them on my tongue, they are more supple than defeat&lt;br /&gt;I feel the tension in my lungs and every move is fueled by my resolve to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, don't you want to breathe?&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are strong enough to handle what I need&lt;br /&gt;My capillaries scream, there's nothing left to feed on&lt;br /&gt;My body needs a reason to cross that line&lt;br /&gt;Will you carry me there one more time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-8563819110131197291?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/8563819110131197291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=8563819110131197291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8563819110131197291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/8563819110131197291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-reason-to-believe-that-i-have.html' title='I have reason to believe that I have victories to taste'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-6397433782298558747</id><published>2009-09-22T03:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:23:13.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>missing friends.</title><content type='html'>I've been having some really fun moments over the last month or so. My weekend excursion to South Carolina was def a high light... and I really felt like I got to connect to some people that I had always know where wonderful... now I just know them better. Last night, I had a really good time just enjoying the stars and talking... it felt comfortable and not contrived, which I really enjoyed. And tonight I walked around campus with some sweet girls. But, I have been thinking alot about how I am missing some of my other friends...my individual friends as a part of a group. Information is a love language to me.. and I have no idea what is going on in some of my friends' lives. Last year, I really developed some friends here at Regent, that I felt a deep connection with, but there have been such ebs and flows... and I am just in a state of missing them. (I think that living in this new building doesn't help, living in a building across the street doesn't seem that far- but it really cuts down on random stop bys- which really cuts down on random hangout times... which I love love love!) I am happy and really focused on tackling life these last couple of weeks... and focused on being more spiritually diciplined. I have been able to know that God has a plan and so I'm not preoccupied with thoughts and doubts...(ok- well at least not that much) but I am a little disheartened to not have my friendships really fully functioning in premium health. I want to share with them life.. and be loved in return. Nothing is too wrong- nothing that a great hangout night wouldn't fix- but I also want to be wanted.. so i'll give an attempt to get together a time or two... and then if no one is free/available- I'll just let time go by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Melissa's Birthday being yesterday really hit home with my thoughts... I would love to have been thought of yesterday, but only my grandma gave me a call. I had told several people- but no one said or did anything. I probably was just a burden to them- sadness... my hopes were that i would be Surprised or at least called. But, it feels as if I am selfish with these thoughts. i like to give and serve- but sometimes a girl wants to be loved in return. (If someone has the last cupcake.. I want them to give it to me cuz they love me. But most times, it is me making the cupcakes, serving them to friends, finally  being done cleaning up and taking the last cupcake because I didn't get one... and then a friend comes up and I end up giving my cupcake away to them. I get bitter at this.. cuz would they give up the last cupcake to me? time and situations prove that they wouldn't...i want to be a girl that is thought of, cared for, and heard. and it not to be strange to be thought of) ... or maybe just a girl that hangs out with her friends whom she misses... yeah, I think that will do for right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-6397433782298558747?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/6397433782298558747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=6397433782298558747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6397433782298558747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6397433782298558747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/missing-friends.html' title='missing friends.'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5452110484815856767</id><published>2009-09-17T03:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T03:40:12.195-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a christian.....meeeeee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnxfh-GvI/AAAAAAAAD7A/JemaukutFkU/s1600-h/ddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnxfh-GvI/AAAAAAAAD7A/JemaukutFkU/s320/ddd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382337867148040946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnL_Dir5I/AAAAAAAAD6w/8z1njPWu3ZY/s1600-h/gg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnL_Dir5I/AAAAAAAAD6w/8z1njPWu3ZY/s320/gg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382337222775320466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHmhsiQ5pI/AAAAAAAAD6o/DKEl8ca-PhI/s1600-h/9125_521943419748_70701986_31223094_7160878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHmhsiQ5pI/AAAAAAAAD6o/DKEl8ca-PhI/s320/9125_521943419748_70701986_31223094_7160878_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382336496249398930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEAUTIFUL CHRISTIAN SISTER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Maya Angelou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A woman's heart should be so hidden in Christ&lt;br /&gt;That a man should have to seek Him first to find her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say.... 'I am a Christian' I'm not shouting 'I'm clean living,'&lt;br /&gt;I'm whispering 'I was lost, Now I'm found and forgiven.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... 'I am a Christian' I don't speak of this with pride.&lt;br /&gt;I'm confessing that I stumble and need Christ to be my guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not trying to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm professing that I'm weak and need His strength to carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say.. 'I am a Christian' I'm not bragging of success.&lt;br /&gt;I'm admitting I have failed and need God to clean my mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;My flaws are far too visible, but God believes I am worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say.... 'I am a Christian' I still feel the sting of pain...&lt;br /&gt;I have my share of heartaches, so I call upon His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say... 'I am a Christian' I'm not holier than thou,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a simple sinner Who received God's good grace, somehow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHmCc2wqgI/AAAAAAAAD6A/X1Et6JGtOmM/s1600-h/6772_1186429936989_1115512406_565785_756916_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHmCc2wqgI/AAAAAAAAD6A/X1Et6JGtOmM/s320/6772_1186429936989_1115512406_565785_756916_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382335959464454658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnME0_gVI/AAAAAAAAD64/4N01tsopcgE/s1600-h/fis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnME0_gVI/AAAAAAAAD64/4N01tsopcgE/s320/fis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382337224324907346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5452110484815856767?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5452110484815856767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5452110484815856767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5452110484815856767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5452110484815856767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-am-christianmeeeeee.html' title='i am a christian.....meeeeee!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHnxfh-GvI/AAAAAAAAD7A/JemaukutFkU/s72-c/ddd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3304581111187319583</id><published>2009-09-17T03:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T03:19:44.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm good stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHjB3FJy1I/AAAAAAAAD5w/WXQ4pDUGugU/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHjB3FJy1I/AAAAAAAAD5w/WXQ4pDUGugU/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382332650789391186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be - brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous?Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.Your playing small doesn’t serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so small that other people won’t feel insecure around you.We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.It’s not just in us, it’s in everyone.As we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marianne Williamson, 1992-1994 Inaugural Speech -Nelson Mandela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3304581111187319583?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3304581111187319583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3304581111187319583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3304581111187319583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3304581111187319583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmmm-good-stuff.html' title='hmmm good stuff!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SrHjB3FJy1I/AAAAAAAAD5w/WXQ4pDUGugU/s72-c/untitled4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-7617838259834568395</id><published>2009-09-13T03:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T05:01:15.664-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blowfish- the name of a softball team? the account of a great weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0wdtZhzI/AAAAAAAAD5o/hOPtJMdktA4/s1600-h/win.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 202px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0wdtZhzI/AAAAAAAAD5o/hOPtJMdktA4/s320/win.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874399502665522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0v7zUAKI/AAAAAAAAD5g/UUguYcIWjYw/s1600-h/team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0v7zUAKI/AAAAAAAAD5g/UUguYcIWjYw/s320/team.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874390400663714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0vuiiytI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/rNF2zRrYxXs/s1600-h/strech.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0vuiiytI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/rNF2zRrYxXs/s320/strech.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874386840668882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0vD8SNCI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/8LDktDURC34/s1600-h/sign.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0vD8SNCI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/8LDktDURC34/s320/sign.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874375405909026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this past weekend I went on an adventure to Sumter, South Carolina to be a fan of the delegation of regent/vabeach/1 floridian softball team. The guys played 7 or 8 games the whole weekend and it was a christian tournament. it was great fun! We were blessed to stay in the home of Steve and Stacey christmas- all 19 of us! the weekend was full of: club christmas- dancing, wii, ROCK BAND, softball, ahhh puff!, sunflower seeds, playing silly car games in the girls' car on the way down, blowfish cheers, over 200 bottles of water!, nic singing at Rockband, 4-wheelers, gator hunts, late night riding, winning best fans and runners up, amazing chicken, fun nicknames, many air mattresses, Dan singing at Rockband, piggly wiggly, homemade cake icecream, losing my keys, cooler/ice, reece's one liners and his cool pj pants, brett's sunglasses, an award ceremony awarding MVP to Ben and biggest injury to keith... which was replaced by Nate the next day, foam visors that saved us from sunburn, keith's strength at supporting the golfcart, hospital visits, Nic wearing jeans to play in, amazing food, great friends, having amazing team spirit... invaluable coaches: andy and ben! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and prob many more memories! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0ctty0uI/AAAAAAAAD5I/DGeGzauDris/s1600-h/keith.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0ctty0uI/AAAAAAAAD5I/DGeGzauDris/s320/keith.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874060201906914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0cG1hHnI/AAAAAAAAD5A/CSvUqXA5GNs/s1600-h/hands.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0cG1hHnI/AAAAAAAAD5A/CSvUqXA5GNs/s320/hands.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874049765318258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0bmndBqI/AAAAAAAAD44/TTwqhqhCiA4/s1600-h/4+wheelers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0bmndBqI/AAAAAAAAD44/TTwqhqhCiA4/s320/4+wheelers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380874041116395170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-7617838259834568395?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/7617838259834568395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=7617838259834568395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7617838259834568395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/7617838259834568395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/blowfish-name-of-softball-team-account.html' title='Blowfish- the name of a softball team? the account of a great weekend!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqy0wdtZhzI/AAAAAAAAD5o/hOPtJMdktA4/s72-c/win.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5941409931555521991</id><published>2009-09-13T03:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T03:27:55.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>love this song</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqye4Pm8o1I/AAAAAAAAD4w/nLSMii_fukQ/s1600-h/IMG_5556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqye4Pm8o1I/AAAAAAAAD4w/nLSMii_fukQ/s320/IMG_5556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380850343900652370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture of some of the people that i love (kiptopeake- aug 2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;Written by Shawn McDonald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to be someone else&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to be someone&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to reach your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted life to be more than it seems&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted of a love so wide&lt;br /&gt;That it stops all my time&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted of a love so deep&lt;br /&gt;That it blows my mind&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to reach up and touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted to pack it up and say good-bye&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone to care&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wanted someone to be there&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted of a love so wide&lt;br /&gt;That it stops all my time&lt;br /&gt;I have tasted of a love so deep&lt;br /&gt;That it blows my mind&lt;br /&gt;He is sweet, He is sweet&lt;br /&gt;What your looking for&lt;br /&gt;Is my sweet, sweet Jesus&lt;br /&gt;What You're looking for&lt;br /&gt;Is my sweet Lord&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5941409931555521991?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5941409931555521991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5941409931555521991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5941409931555521991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5941409931555521991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/love-this-song.html' title='love this song'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sqye4Pm8o1I/AAAAAAAAD4w/nLSMii_fukQ/s72-c/IMG_5556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-3215713110464222543</id><published>2009-09-04T02:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T02:25:21.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh</title><content type='html'>my pictures will not upload using my external drive thingy.. i can not find my other one... love a frustrated jenny with great photos to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-3215713110464222543?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/3215713110464222543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=3215713110464222543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3215713110464222543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/3215713110464222543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/09/ugh.html' title='ugh'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2086991076612711569</id><published>2009-08-12T02:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T02:12:40.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>meteors and Redneck tv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SoJdUFdwVFI/AAAAAAAAD2k/TDcBjeEbJYI/s1600-h/meteor-shower-august-2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SoJdUFdwVFI/AAAAAAAAD2k/TDcBjeEbJYI/s320/meteor-shower-august-2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368956305424798802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a break from a quick walk and listing some books on amazon to sell and will tell you two things here. &lt;br /&gt;#1 I would like to share the there is a meteor shower this week. The best nights Tuesday and Wednesday nights. I went out about 20 minutes ago.. and there is too much light here in Va Beach for me to see it... but I will go out tomorrow night and drive to Suffolk or sandbridge- ever scince JMU days I have loved loved loved meteors (fun fact this is actually my second blog on meteors.  hahaha i wrote one last year too!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. I am watching 20 most Redneck moments on CMT. hahaha hahaha  I turned on the tv for some background tv and it actually is pretty funny. there are comedians talking about stuff and I am giggling up a storm.  I haven't heard about half the things.. and it makes me realize that I am not as southern as i thought. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2086991076612711569?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2086991076612711569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2086991076612711569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2086991076612711569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2086991076612711569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/08/meteors-and-redneck-tv.html' title='meteors and Redneck tv'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SoJdUFdwVFI/AAAAAAAAD2k/TDcBjeEbJYI/s72-c/meteor-shower-august-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-2974014996470674333</id><published>2009-08-11T17:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:29:14.759-04:00</updated><title type='text'>excited about change and love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SoHijMrukAI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Xf2MtD-XvDY/s1600-h/quotes_cs_lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SoHijMrukAI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Xf2MtD-XvDY/s320/quotes_cs_lewis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368821325130272770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love means doing all we can, at whatever cost to ourselves, to help people be enthralled with the glory of God. When they are, they are satisfied and God is glorified. Therefore loving people and glorifying God are one.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i love these!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-2974014996470674333?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/2974014996470674333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=2974014996470674333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2974014996470674333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/2974014996470674333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/08/excited-about-change-and-love.html' title='excited about change and love!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SoHijMrukAI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/Xf2MtD-XvDY/s72-c/quotes_cs_lewis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-5558604791125279262</id><published>2009-08-11T17:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:24:25.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for loving me Sinks and Whiteds...&amp; random thoughts and prayer</title><content type='html'>okay.. so the post will be coming in a couple of days.. or maybe later tonight if I make it to the computer lab again. My computer cord died yesterday and I have all my pictures on it.. and my blog about this weekend NEEDS pictures. :) So stay tuned my faithful friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note... I just wrote a long blog on how I am finding it hard to love and how I have been extra sensative to how others recieve love- and have felt a little lacking in recieving.. which is making my ability to love and serve almost tainted. I LOVE TO HELP OUT, SERVE, LOVE, BE WITH FRIENDS, TALK TO THEM!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I deleted the blog... cuz I got it out of my system and then felt better. lol. But I will ask for prayers. This last year has been a hard year, where I have questioned who I am. I miss the days of being crazy Jenny and being loved for it. :) (ahh moment of silence for amazing JMU days.) It felt so so good to be around Cristen, Johnny, Krisha, and Brian this weekend.. I didn't feel broken or rejected... they loved on me and included me into their ideas, struggles, and their day to day moments... and it was beautiful. It fired me up to love again. :) So I just wanted to say thanks to them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are my prayer requests: assurance of who I am , strengthening of identity, freedom in my movements and speach- not having to worry who I will not like me, drawing closer to the Lord, motivation, healing in my knee, and strengthening of relationships/communication with my Regent Friends/JMU peeps/ and my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-5558604791125279262?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/5558604791125279262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=5558604791125279262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5558604791125279262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/5558604791125279262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-for-loving-me-sinks-and-whiteds.html' title='thanks for loving me Sinks and Whiteds...&amp; random thoughts and prayer'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-6725577907437193521</id><published>2009-08-10T02:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T02:42:19.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>teaser..my time in the 'noke</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sn_BPl7PNyI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/xVQGskahd3w/s1600-h/group.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sn_BPl7PNyI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/xVQGskahd3w/s320/group.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368221754471692066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... blog post to come.. my weekend in Roanoke/Floyd, Va&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-6725577907437193521?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/6725577907437193521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=6725577907437193521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6725577907437193521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/6725577907437193521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/08/teasermy-time-in-noke.html' title='teaser..my time in the &apos;noke'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sn_BPl7PNyI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/xVQGskahd3w/s72-c/group.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752796415640602523.post-198488671427971792</id><published>2009-08-03T18:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:26:01.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>no pineapple in chicken salad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sndj8ngGTlI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/opVfzsEdkoA/s1600-h/chicken-salad-ck-1041889-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sndj8ngGTlI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/opVfzsEdkoA/s320/chicken-salad-ck-1041889-l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365867374082149970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were in town this weekend...they had been gone for several weeks to Yellowstone..so it was wonderful to see them.  it was also great to have assistance in doing all the things that would normally fill up a week for me. My mom helped me organize my room (I moved last week), my dad set upmy printer and scanner after going through my collection of cords (I have moved a lot over the last ten years and had a whole bag of cords)... umm let's see what else... we took things to goodwill and did some browsing while we were there. (There is a fabulous salvation army in virginia beach and everytime my parents come to visit, we make a trip... I totally recommend it- it is on Virginia beach Blvd). My mom packaged some ebay stuff while my dad and I researched and wrote down information for our next batch of ebay goodies.  we went through my books and found a store that takes books for store credit!!!!!! (so I got $16 to spend there!) umm.. they brought some goodies from their garden and we feasted on fresh cucumbers, tomatoes, and homemade coleslaw... we also ate hamburgers, hogies, and chicken... and this brings me to why I am writing... We had fried chicken last night and there were some pieces left over... so I decided to try out some chicken salad recipies. I do not like pineapple in chicken salad. I know that this is super random to share... but recently my mom and I went to an MCV graduation ceremony which was catered and the chicken salad had pineapple in it... it was yuck! and then I went to research online various recipies... and some had pineapple in it... I love pineapple... but not in chicken salad. just thought you should know! the end. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752796415640602523-198488671427971792?l=jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/feeds/198488671427971792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7752796415640602523&amp;postID=198488671427971792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/198488671427971792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752796415640602523/posts/default/198488671427971792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jrobandthegeneral.blogspot.com/2009/08/no-pineapple-in-chicken-salad.html' title='no pineapple in chicken salad!'/><author><name>JRob</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11122996704919850241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/SfwLEEcxwRI/AAAAAAAAC8Y/JTU-UdKTC_A/S220/IMG_2804-1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8BTGaVT2D5g/Sndj8ngGTlI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/opVfzsEdkoA/s72-c/chicken-salad-ck-1041889-l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
