<?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-3480582427724592055</id><updated>2012-01-21T19:53:39.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy, Life!</title><subtitle type='html'>My Happy, Happy, Troy, Troy Life! ;-)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-4815781113134766996</id><published>2012-01-21T19:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:53:39.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to survive... I want to LIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yg1PUTyAN6A/TxuF9w341PI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kqH428gkebY/s1600/wall-e-wave-749751.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yg1PUTyAN6A/TxuF9w341PI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kqH428gkebY/s200/wall-e-wave-749751.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700297049505322226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  "I don't want to survive... I want to live!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite quote from "Wall-E", which has been my son's favorite show for the past couple of weeks. We've watched it at least once or twice a day, and my son can quote each word or song lyrics spoken in the movie. ;-)    It's pretty impressive.  I'm getting pretty darn bored with this movie by now, I must say. But each time I watch this movie with Troy, I'm amazed with how good I feel when the captain of the Axium tells the computer that he doesn't want to just survive, he wants to live.  One simple quote. And that's exactly how I feel, and what I want to do this year, along with having "No more excuses!"   I also want to live!  I don't want to merely survive. I want to wake up each morning and not be afraid of anything. I want to live and breathe each moment and be content with my life and the direction I am taking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I will not simply "survive" from day to day, as I've been doing lately.  I will take the necessary steps I need to take, and LIVE. I will take more chances. I will take more risks. I will get outside more. I will learn to not be afraid.  Doesn't it say somewhere in the scriptures that we came to earth to have joy? And when we look towards our Heavenly Father each day, He will help us find and achieve that joy?   ;-)  I know that this is true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's to another resolution that I have for the month of January:  I will look to God, and live...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Wall-E.  And thanks Troy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-4815781113134766996?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/4815781113134766996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=4815781113134766996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4815781113134766996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4815781113134766996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-dont-want-to-survive-i-want-to-live.html' title='I don&apos;t want to survive... I want to LIVE!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yg1PUTyAN6A/TxuF9w341PI/AAAAAAAAAb0/kqH428gkebY/s72-c/wall-e-wave-749751.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-4331780016335264158</id><published>2012-01-09T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:21:55.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkJbhIeCRGc/TwvK4dv4QTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/uGji50HQkz8/s1600/409526_3035820503348_1498022975_3126670_1729165597_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/-vkJbhIeCRGc/TwvK4dv4QTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/uGji50HQkz8/s320/409526_3035820503348_1498022975_3126670_1729165597_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695869225147056434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What more can I say?   I'm a believer!   ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-4331780016335264158?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/4331780016335264158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=4331780016335264158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4331780016335264158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4331780016335264158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-believe.html' title='I believe....'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vkJbhIeCRGc/TwvK4dv4QTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/uGji50HQkz8/s72-c/409526_3035820503348_1498022975_3126670_1729165597_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-1790140286120594815</id><published>2012-01-06T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T22:45:02.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to 2012 - the new "Me!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U1dFfgFJ7k/Twfix7QRrTI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qU16Zz7Gu5U/s1600/resolutions1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U1dFfgFJ7k/Twfix7QRrTI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qU16Zz7Gu5U/s320/resolutions1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694769601180708146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this time of year...when I can sit back and reflect on the past twelve months of my life, and all the things that I've accomplished, or perhaps didn't necessarily accomplish.  (Hey, I tried, right?)  I think that's why I love making new year's resolutions.  Not to say that I always keep them.  Not that I enjoy looking at all the things that I feel happen to be wrong with me.  ;-)  But it's sure nice to think of ways to improve my health, my relationships, my responsibilities, and all the other stuff that constitute my life.   It's always fun to make that "list" and check it twice, to ponder on the details of my life and all of things I'd like to accomplish to make the new year even better!  Improvement can only be a good thing. And trust me, I need lots and lots of it.  I've decided to break things down this year - instead of creating an entire page - a huge list of things that start to overwhelm me before the first month is even through, (basically expect perfection from myself!),  I've decided to start slow...and to get through the small things I want out of life...step by step...one month at a time.   Isn't that what we always hear from the scriptures and from the experts: Do not run faster than you have means or strength?   It's good advice. And I've decided to take it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my resolution for January is:   NO MORE EXCUSES!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watch a fun reality show called "The Biggest Loser" on NBC. I love this show so much!  I love watching these awesome people come on national television, to share with the world the problems they are having with their weight. They are adorable ones too! I admire them for facing their problems head on as they challenge themselves to new levels of achievement, and motivate themselves to a healthier life style.  I love celebrating with them, crying with them, and praying for them throughout the season to accomplish their goals. Anyway, the theme for this season is "No more excuses!"  And that's exactly what the two awesome trainers (Bob and Dolvett) are pushing them to do.  To stop making excuses for being overweight!!  Time to do something about it!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what I'd like to do this year. Stop making excuses for my lack of achievements.  No more sitting around on my lazy toosh, waiting for good things to happen to me.  Why isn't my book written? Why are the relationships in my life not working? Why can't I play the piano? Why do I feel so lazy and blah? Because it's time for me to get up and get to work!  I love writing so much! So it's time for me to begin writing daily to make my dreams come true. Even if it's simply my blog, or writing my feelings in my journal.  I need to write!!!  I also love music, and I love having a piano in my home. But the problem is I don't take the time to practice, and therefore, the piano remains dusty.  Face it, the poor little thing isn't going to just wake up one day and come alive for me. I can't just sit here and stare at it, patiently waiting for it to play pretty music for me!!  My fingers need to get to work and make it come alive.  I've always wanted to play the hymns in my home so that my family can enjoy making music together.  My Mom can't come over all the time and hold my hand! So you get the idea:  It's time for major action! No more excuses!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, breathe Jen.  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be through with this entry, but I'm feeling the heat, and I'm super excited to challenge myself. I've been so darn lucky in my life, and so blessed.   I need to get up and share some of that happiness more with others. So here's to a happier and better me in the year 2012!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep smiling~ Happy, happy, Troy, Troy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-1790140286120594815?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/1790140286120594815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=1790140286120594815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1790140286120594815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1790140286120594815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2012/01/heres-to-2012-new-me.html' title='Here&apos;s to 2012 - the new &quot;Me!&quot;'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--U1dFfgFJ7k/Twfix7QRrTI/AAAAAAAAAbc/qU16Zz7Gu5U/s72-c/resolutions1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-7254827654901909853</id><published>2012-01-04T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:18:11.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Have you ever been this happy eating lunch?  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-569b43bbfef8a6af" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D569b43bbfef8a6af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FC24BD95FD230FE89D0326901B36BAEB904D10D.2D9662391434D678CBDF2202B8C336AE7B8565C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D569b43bbfef8a6af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXBZRldQDiMxVkDmv53Y2XJks_ZA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D569b43bbfef8a6af%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FC24BD95FD230FE89D0326901B36BAEB904D10D.2D9662391434D678CBDF2202B8C336AE7B8565C2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D569b43bbfef8a6af%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXBZRldQDiMxVkDmv53Y2XJks_ZA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just had to share...   No particular reason, other than he's just DARN CUTE!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He makes everything fun. I'm so lucky I get to spend 2012 with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to a happy new year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-7254827654901909853?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/7254827654901909853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=7254827654901909853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7254827654901909853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7254827654901909853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2012/01/have-you-ever-been-this-happy-eating.html' title='Have you ever been this happy eating lunch?  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-2014062224079305114</id><published>2012-01-04T16:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T17:05:06.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Happy, New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ts2cK_LlOUA/TwT06oCn-BI/AAAAAAAAAbE/A6Vw6hBwpIg/s1600/Ringing%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Byear%2Bwith%2Bmy%2Bmommy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ts2cK_LlOUA/TwT06oCn-BI/AAAAAAAAAbE/A6Vw6hBwpIg/s200/Ringing%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Byear%2Bwith%2Bmy%2Bmommy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693945116921165842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2012 is here!  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what better way to celebrate than with the people you love. My mommy came over and toasted in the new year with us.  ;-)  And she made a mess of my house too - bringing her noise makers that emptied confetti and small toys all over the living room floor (hee, hee!)  You gotta love it!!  I enjoyed every minute that I spent with her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troy loves the new back pack that his Auntie Annie gave him for Christmas!  He stayed up all night and played with us. I'm looking forward to spending my new year with him, and hopefully bring home a new sibling for him.  He will make a great big brother!   Say cheese, buddy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooKYYwyDUlw/TwT0x1ztqtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/1qHmK2XpoEw/s1600/cell%2Bphone%2BJanuary%2B2012%2B082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ooKYYwyDUlw/TwT0x1ztqtI/AAAAAAAAAa4/1qHmK2XpoEw/s200/cell%2Bphone%2BJanuary%2B2012%2B082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693944965997898450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksnDg_84Pc8/TwT0m_OAHDI/AAAAAAAAAas/5fGInISfU88/s1600/My%2Bbeautiful%2Bnieces.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ksnDg_84Pc8/TwT0m_OAHDI/AAAAAAAAAas/5fGInISfU88/s200/My%2Bbeautiful%2Bnieces.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693944779545517106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to spend lots of time with two of my special nieces on the Justus side of the family: Jordin Kimberly and Jordan Anne. They live in North Carolina so we don't get to see them often. That's why this night was a huge treat for me.  I got to know them all over again, have treats with them, bowl, and just have a crazy ole' time.  They are special young ladies. I love them so much. They make me feel young again!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nobody took a picture of Bob and I kissing at midnight.  Shucks.  ;-)  But we did, and I'm happy about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the girls were being all cuddly and mushy!  They are too precious!  They made me miss being little and cuddly with my own sisters... sigh.   ;-)  Thanks gals!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvwDsYBpbOQ/TwT2jVM50JI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/vSQECEE41cI/s1600/The%2Bgirls%2Bwere%2Bcuddly%2Band%2Bprecious.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvwDsYBpbOQ/TwT2jVM50JI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/vSQECEE41cI/s200/The%2Bgirls%2Bwere%2Bcuddly%2Band%2Bprecious.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693946915750269074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   Ready for the New Year?  Heck, I sure am!!!!  Let's go, and make it the best one yet!!!  Keep bloggin~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-2014062224079305114?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/2014062224079305114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=2014062224079305114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2014062224079305114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2014062224079305114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-happy-new-year.html' title='Happy, Happy, New Year!!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ts2cK_LlOUA/TwT06oCn-BI/AAAAAAAAAbE/A6Vw6hBwpIg/s72-c/Ringing%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bnew%2Byear%2Bwith%2Bmy%2Bmommy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8423667610589263016</id><published>2012-01-02T09:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:41:27.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Merry Christmas!!  What a beautiful life I have  ;-)</title><content type='html'>I have a new niece!  I have a new niece!  I'd like you all to meet Miss Rowen JayDe Justus, born on December 22, 2011. Weighing 9 pounds, 3 oz. and 22 inches long. Isn't she adorable?  Her birth was super exciting, and my arms are continually aching to hold her, and spoil her!  ;-)  She is an angel.  Congrats to my awesome brother and sister in law Brad and Rebecca in Alaska. We miss them so very much.   Isn't she precious??   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OI8w8SxGbh4/TwHqlpU-ZbI/AAAAAAAAAaU/idxiKr_Vi74/s1600/Rowen%2BJayDee%2BJustus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OI8w8SxGbh4/TwHqlpU-ZbI/AAAAAAAAAaU/idxiKr_Vi74/s200/Rowen%2BJayDee%2BJustus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693089336442906034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone from another precious little one!!!  Troy Robert Kahaku himself! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWu5iVn2v54/TwHkwnMLhwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/y5I1RxmujhU/s1600/Geee%2Bit%2527s%2BTroy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XWu5iVn2v54/TwHkwnMLhwI/AAAAAAAAAZk/y5I1RxmujhU/s200/Geee%2Bit%2527s%2BTroy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693082927777941250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing like having an adorable two year old boy running around your home at Christmas time, spreading his sunshine and joy! Oh by gosh, by golly!  He made this time of year even more jolly! His enthusiasm is contagious. I can't even tell you how much fun it's been to watch him open his presents, interact with all his family as we celebrated this Christmas season. I am such a lucky mother!  This is a year that I will never forget.  Troy is such a special little boy.  And he loves to wear his Santa cap and spread his smiles around.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UaWU1SrxvRo/TwHkoKQQd3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/RKZuz6TUZ_Q/s1600/Merry%2BChristmas%2B2011%2Bfrom%2BSanta%2Bhimself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UaWU1SrxvRo/TwHkoKQQd3I/AAAAAAAAAZY/RKZuz6TUZ_Q/s200/Merry%2BChristmas%2B2011%2Bfrom%2BSanta%2Bhimself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693082782571460466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ho!  Ho!  Ho!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncmqyKL0s40/TwHmdYvXzqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/avFxhpA2wgg/s1600/Justus%2BFamily%2BChristmas%2BEve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncmqyKL0s40/TwHmdYvXzqI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/avFxhpA2wgg/s200/Justus%2BFamily%2BChristmas%2BEve.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693084796504755874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justus family portrait!!!  Greg and Angie came to town with their family, and it was nice being able to spend Christmas Eve with them, and getting to know my sweet nieces better. We missed Little Bob, (Elder Porter Justus) who is currently serving in the mission field, but you can see the picture of him that Greg is holding, so he would be included. We are so proud of him for serving the Lord so diligently in the mission field. We were also able to speak via Facetime on the Internet with Brad, Rebecca, Sophia and new baby Rowen.  It was so wonderful!!!   I'm so grateful for technology! In this picture you can see Mom holding the picture of Brad's beautiful family.  And of course we honored our precious father JD Justus and his wife Norma in the picture, (Bob is holding it), They are a huge part of our family that we cherish and wish they were here.  I am so fortunate to have these precious people in my life.  We had a blast together, and they made this Christmas year extra special.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas day we spent with my amazing family at the Cornils home!  ;-)  Pictures coming soon to a blog near you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgVUZ7jYM88/TwHnsd210dI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Gd78_CJRHxY/s1600/Annie%2Bis%2Bengaged%2521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LgVUZ7jYM88/TwHnsd210dI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Gd78_CJRHxY/s200/Annie%2Bis%2Bengaged%2521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693086155087925714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the big news of the Christmas celebrations I saved for last: My best friend and sister in law Annie is officially ENGAGED!!!!  She and Mike will be married this coming July, and I get to stand proudly at her side as the matron of honor. Wow, I'm so excited!  And yes, I am truly honored to have her in my life. She rocks!  Mike is one lucky man! He's also in trouble because Annie has big brothers who will be after him if they come home from a date too late! (ha, ha, ha!)    Yay Anna and Mike!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you see the size of that mineral?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's it for now! Merry Christmas everyone!!!  Looking forward to the new year 2012~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8423667610589263016?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8423667610589263016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8423667610589263016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8423667610589263016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8423667610589263016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-merry-christmas-what-beautiful.html' title='What a Merry Christmas!!  What a beautiful life I have  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OI8w8SxGbh4/TwHqlpU-ZbI/AAAAAAAAAaU/idxiKr_Vi74/s72-c/Rowen%2BJayDee%2BJustus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-7380748230021930575</id><published>2011-12-22T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:00:19.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today it's all about Troy!  Oh, and just a little snow too  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8fafc59e37a8c1ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fafc59e37a8c1ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58319CC523E825F6ECB3752010EA09E1CF6BCB3F.32149925DDBC28B126B3F7A7A15373BEF13825E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fafc59e37a8c1ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX86X2vY06UUsp9q2fc9KvBD-LIw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8fafc59e37a8c1ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58319CC523E825F6ECB3752010EA09E1CF6BCB3F.32149925DDBC28B126B3F7A7A15373BEF13825E9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8fafc59e37a8c1ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DX86X2vY06UUsp9q2fc9KvBD-LIw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it snow!  Let it snow!  Let it snow!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at our little helper, he is such a big boy. He loves to play in the snow, but he especially loves to help his Daddy and his Uncle Darin shovel.  He also loves to strike the pose and say, "Cheese!" He wanted to build a snowman, but the snow was too dry. Mommy couldn't even make a ball, but we still had one.  ;-)   The snow was thick and wonderful.  He threw it into the air and accidentally got it all over his face!  I've never seen such rosy, red cheeks. Troy is such a joy to watch - he gets excited about everything and anything. He sure makes the snow fun and therefore my life so much more exciting. Thanks Troy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way Santa, if you're watching, Troy could sure use a pair of snow boots.  Hopefully nobody noticed the white tennis shoes he was wearing.  No matter - cold feet, warm heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_chzei77MEc/TvOLDAkV0oI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X4J1kbBHqOs/s1600/My%2BCell%2BPhone%2Bpictures%2BDecember%2B2011%2B008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_chzei77MEc/TvOLDAkV0oI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X4J1kbBHqOs/s200/My%2BCell%2BPhone%2Bpictures%2BDecember%2B2011%2B008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689043638107361922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8cou2Whxkk/TvOLr-wN3OI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vc6wwtoxFXk/s1600/My%2BCell%2BPhone%2Bpictures%2BDecember%2B2011%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A8cou2Whxkk/TvOLr-wN3OI/AAAAAAAAAZM/vc6wwtoxFXk/s200/My%2BCell%2BPhone%2Bpictures%2BDecember%2B2011%2B009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689044341994937570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheese!  Look at his chocolate face!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, let the snow continue. I know someone who will help me enjoy every single minute of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy, happy, Troy, Troy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-7380748230021930575?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/7380748230021930575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=7380748230021930575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7380748230021930575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7380748230021930575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/12/today-its-all-about-troy-oh-and-just.html' title='Today it&apos;s all about Troy!  Oh, and just a little snow too  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_chzei77MEc/TvOLDAkV0oI/AAAAAAAAAZA/X4J1kbBHqOs/s72-c/My%2BCell%2BPhone%2Bpictures%2BDecember%2B2011%2B008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8936239350946702504</id><published>2011-12-19T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T12:05:04.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the gratitude during the season continues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jqbd7-4rgU/Tu-ewIUoVHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lcvkMieF1Dc/s1600/Larry%2Band%2BDarin%2BJustus.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jqbd7-4rgU/Tu-ewIUoVHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lcvkMieF1Dc/s200/Larry%2Band%2BDarin%2BJustus.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687939404097148018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for Larry and Darin. I never had any brothers growing up, and now I've been blessed with 4 brothers and one more sister. They are among my best friends. And because they live in our basement, we've been able to own such a lovely home, and they decorate our lives with laughter, tears, and more adventure than I could of ever dreamed of.  They make life exciting and I wouldn't want it any other way. I love you Larry and Darin. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And by the way, Happy Birthday, Darin!!  I can't wait to celebrate with ice cream tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for the man who loved and raised his children in the gospel.  I miss my father in law more than I could ever explain, and I think about him every single day. I am grateful for the 13 years I was able to know him, and I look forward to the day when I can be with him again. He taught me so much. He made my marriage possible, and raised the man of my dreams.  I am forever in his debt.  I love you, Daddy.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1_cgdJsPtQ/Tu-e5NmP6hI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Scbu5NxLaKs/s1600/Annie%2Band%2BDaddy%2Band%2BMe.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T1_cgdJsPtQ/Tu-e5NmP6hI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Scbu5NxLaKs/s200/Annie%2Band%2BDaddy%2Band%2BMe.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687939560132045330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am grateful for Annie. I don't have enough room to list all of the reasons I love her so much. Let's just say she is the coolest blessing that came along with my marriage. She is my best friend.  She is one of Troy's favorite aunties.  Being around her makes life more fun!  I love you, Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for my mother in law.  She is such a wonderful blessing in my life. She babysits her grandson at least once a week, and loves to spoil him. Troy is so lucky to have her as a grandmother. I've never known a heart so large, and so eager to serve, and to give. I am grateful to be part of her family. She is such a close friend, and I am happy to be sealed with her for eternity.  What would I do without her?  I love you, Mom!  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YuOQ-NVAdgs/Tu-fRxy1lAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pP875m3AB1M/s1600/Grandma%2BJustus%2Band%2BTroy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YuOQ-NVAdgs/Tu-fRxy1lAI/AAAAAAAAAY0/pP875m3AB1M/s200/Grandma%2BJustus%2Band%2BTroy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687939982165382146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also grateful for the times when Troy naps.  Sure, he's much more fun when he's awake. But I have to say, I also love and appreciate the times when his eyes are closed.  And I say it lovingly, of course.  Troy is the best thing that has ever happened to me.  I can't imagine loving another human being as much as I love him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I have to say about that.  Keep being grateful. The world feels better that way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy, happy, joy, joy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8936239350946702504?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8936239350946702504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8936239350946702504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8936239350946702504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8936239350946702504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-gratitude-during-season-continues.html' title='And the gratitude during the season continues...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Jqbd7-4rgU/Tu-ewIUoVHI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lcvkMieF1Dc/s72-c/Larry%2Band%2BDarin%2BJustus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-4665327288361660932</id><published>2011-12-16T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:20:44.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Grateful... ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uy8sPypq4RI/TuvByY1X8VI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gpo2ORUqbSA/s1600/Mommy%2Band%2Bme%2BChristmas%2B2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uy8sPypq4RI/TuvByY1X8VI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gpo2ORUqbSA/s200/Mommy%2Band%2Bme%2BChristmas%2B2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686852025889321298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feeling grateful for my mommy.  ;-)  Of course I love her dearly because she raised me, put up with me, and set me on the straight and narrow path. But I also love her because over the past few years, she has become one of my best friends. In every way possible, she has been there for my family.  We have a Chipotle movie/ice cream night twice a month, and I couldn't imagine my life without these special nights.  She takes care of us, continues to give us good health and nutrition advice.  She is beautiful in every way, and will always be one the best friends I've ever had. I love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also grateful for my new size 6 jeans that my mommy gave me for an early Christmas present!!!  I haven't been in a size six since my mission - many, many years ago. And I tell you what, it feels so darn good.  ;-)  I'm just saying...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8COZwZriWs/TuvBeQMA_1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/IJijnlMax6g/s1600/My%2Bnew%2Bsize%2B6%2Bjeans.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b8COZwZriWs/TuvBeQMA_1I/AAAAAAAAAX4/IJijnlMax6g/s200/My%2Bnew%2Bsize%2B6%2Bjeans.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686851679970983762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am also grateful for my sister Rachel. She came home from Maui to visit us last week, and it was so much fun to see her again. I miss her. I miss her hugs. I miss the warm feeling she brings into my home. I love you, Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DyH2a81GvYY/TuvBYaKyFnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/k7TKjghwvv0/s1600/375172_10150416656961659_735041658_8648638_507748735_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DyH2a81GvYY/TuvBYaKyFnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/k7TKjghwvv0/s200/375172_10150416656961659_735041658_8648638_507748735_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686851579570951794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm grateful for my sister Heidi. She is the kind of person that I've always wanted to be. If the world was full of people like her, it would be a much happier place.   I love you, Heidi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful for my sister Heather. I look at her and feel an abundance of love sweep over me. She is smart, beautiful and carries a quiet dignity with her.  There isn't anything I don't love about her.  I love you, Heather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm grateful for my sister Johnna. When she enters a room, there is suddenly sunshine all around us. When she isn't there, it's like the sun never existed.  ;-)    I look up to her.  I care about what she thinks.  She is truly one of a kind.  I love you, Johnna. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am grateful for so many things. There is not enough room on this blog to list them all. But I will continue to list them as they come into my heart.  Hope everyone is smiling and counting your blessings!  Aloha~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-4665327288361660932?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/4665327288361660932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=4665327288361660932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4665327288361660932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4665327288361660932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/12/feeling-grateful.html' title='Feeling Grateful... ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uy8sPypq4RI/TuvByY1X8VI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gpo2ORUqbSA/s72-c/Mommy%2Band%2Bme%2BChristmas%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-3386308369850350754</id><published>2011-11-21T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T21:46:04.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pondering and babbling of Jen Justus.  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lejEU4TaK0/TssrM6V49LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/50jyhucG7sU/s1600/Cell%2Bphone%2Bpictures%2Bfor%2Bscrapbook%2B2011%2B500.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lejEU4TaK0/TssrM6V49LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/50jyhucG7sU/s200/Cell%2Bphone%2Bpictures%2Bfor%2Bscrapbook%2B2011%2B500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677679256050136242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;When the doctor called me at 7am, warning me that I should take Troy in to see a neurologist right away, immediately my heart pounded with fear. He felt strongly about this, he couldn't make the nagging feeling go away, he was losing sleep over Troy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;He felt that Troy had a condition called C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;raniosynostosis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; "&gt; I thought for sure he was being prompted by the Holy Spirit to make sure that we had our sweet son checked out.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;When I hung up the phone, I found myself in complete denial.  Of course nothing was wrong with my son. My son is perfect.  But the longer I laid there steaming, the more I convinced myself that I was being immature and selfish, and that I needed to do what was best for Troy. I found myself at the computer for countless hours that day, reading about Craniosynostosis on the internet. The more I read, the more I was convinced there was something wrong with my son. After much prayer and discussion, Bob and I made the appointment with the neurologist, and put my family doctor at ease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;The hardest part was waiting an entire week for this appointment to happen!  Never a good idea for a nervous mother, I tell you what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;All I could do that week was fret, and worry. Fret and worry. Worry and fret. Fret and worry.  Thank goodness for simple distractions like playing with my new IPHONE 4 (thanks Bob!!), playing addicting games on Facebook, watching Days of Our Lives, (hourglass!) and attending a live Bronco game at Mile High. (Thanks Tebow for beating the Jets, by the way! I love you!)  But for the most part, the distractions didn't work so well.  I'd hold Troy on my lap and watch my tears land on his hair.  He would need surgery to correct this condition, and I worried that something would go wrong that would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; damage him for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I'm sure Troy could tell that something was wrong with teary-eyed Mommy.  I talked to my family and friends and asked for all of their prayers and support.  I put Troy's name in the temple. I begged my Heavenly Father to protect my son, and I promised Him that, no matter what His Will, I would work really hard to accept it. Yeah, I have to say it was probably one of the more rougher weeks in my entire life.  Is rougher even a word? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Finally the day came when we drove Troy to the neurologist. I was nervous. I tried to be cheerful. My heart was beating a mile a minute, I could barely fill out all the paperwork.  Small talk wasn't doing it for me. I tried not to think too much. When the doctor finally came in, she looked at Troy and smiled at him lovingly.  She sat down to play with him, examine him.  She wondered why we were there.  I reminded her about the phone call she'd had with our worried family doctor. Then she smiled and said, "No. I can tell you right away that he does not have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; "&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;raniosynostosis."  Talk about RELIEF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;She promised us that Troy was fine - that his head was large because him was a big boy. She promised there was nothing wrong with him, and told us to get out of there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;WOW!  In that simple 10 minutes of my life. I don't think I've ever been more happy and relieved. Finally my heart could beat normally again. I had to jump up and hug this doctor, who looked many years younger than myself by the way.  ;-)   I think I scared her.  Good.  ;-)  We left the office, practically floating on clouds. Cliche, I know. But I couldn't stop smiling. I couldn't stop kissing my son. I couldn't keep the tears from my eyes. I jumped up and down alot. The world looked brighter to me. People looked good, even the bums on the street.  I wanted to hug everyone. I craved ice cream all the way home. My cheeks hurt from smiling.  I pigged out on Chipotle, and spoiled myself to a movie about handsome werewolves and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;lovable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt; vampires. (Thanks Stephanie Meyers.)  Life was pretty much perfect  for me again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;As I watched Troy playing today, I couldn't help but wonder why these events occurred. Was the Lord testing us, to see how we would react to scary news? I dunno. Perhaps He just wanted to see how I would react.  Perhaps he was testing the doctor. Perhaps He needed to scare me just a little bit, to remind me that life isn't always perfect. I dunno. But whatever the reason, I do know this. The Lord was able to bring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;many of His children down to their knees in humble prayer, to pray for a small child who was really never in trouble to begin with, and to feel of His love and kindness, no matter what their beliefs, no matter what their religion. ;-)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;And that is what I have pondered upon. Besides the fact that I feel so lucky to have such perfect family and friends in my life. I wish I could hug every single person in my life, past and present. But for now, I will keep my arms wrapped tightly around my son.  What more can I say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Thanks for listening to my babble. To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="background-image: initial;background-attachment:initial;background-origin: initial;background-clip: initial"&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Georgia; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;Happy, Happy, Troy, Troy....  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-3386308369850350754?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/3386308369850350754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=3386308369850350754' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3386308369850350754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3386308369850350754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/11/when-doctor-called-me-at-7am-warning-me.html' title='The pondering and babbling of Jen Justus.  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9lejEU4TaK0/TssrM6V49LI/AAAAAAAAAXg/50jyhucG7sU/s72-c/Cell%2Bphone%2Bpictures%2Bfor%2Bscrapbook%2B2011%2B500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-1982855542679287458</id><published>2011-11-02T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T18:03:28.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I created a profile.  Like I said, it's all about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="profile-header" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div id="profile-head" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;div id="profile-picture" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-size: 14px; font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; float: left; "&gt;&lt;img width="152" height="134" src="http://mormon.org/image/vanity/mormon-profile-6Z86.jpg" alt="Jen Justus-I'm a Mormon." title="Jen Justus-I'm a Mormon." style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dl style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 15px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; width: 470px; float: left; "&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 28px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 28px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;Hi, I'm Jen Justus&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="profile-area" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I grew up in Waialua, Hawaii. I'm writing a novel. I love music, piano, football, and my family and friends more than life.  And I'm a Mormon.  ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 21px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 21px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 21px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;About Me&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;Life is beautiful. I love my Savior, I love my parents, my sisters and my extended family and friends. But most of all I love my husband and my beautiful son, and will dedicate the rest of my life to their eternal welfare. ;-) I graduated from high school in Oahu, Hawaii then moved to Colorado when I was 19 years old. I served a mission in Vancouver, British Columbia, the most beautiful mission in the world. Then I came home and married the man of my dreams. We've been married for many happy years, and now we are finally parents! We have adopted a beautiful baby boy, who is almost two years old already. He is my entire life. I'm a child at heart, I love collecting Barbies and playing with my son. I love cuddling with my husband and watching football. I love being around my family and my friends, I love them so much! I'm also a helpless romantic: I'm writing a fiction novel, and enjoy writing about the things that fascinate me the most in this life, namely the piano, and Marseilles, France. Someday I will rejoice in the fruit of my labors when my book is published, my house finally clean, all of my loved ones around me, and my family living in the beautiful heavens above...eternally. Then I can sing praises to my Heavenly Father and my Savior forever. I am one blessed and happy soul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 21px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;Why I am a Mormon&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;I chose to be in this precious church because I KNOW it is true. I was raised as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints by kind and loving parents who taught me about the Savior, about love, and about living a happy life. I gained a testimony of the Bible and the Book of Mormon on my own, then decided I needed to proclaim it's truths to the world. That's why I served a mission. I wanted people to know how real the Savior is, that Heavenly Father lives, and how much they both love us. We are so lucky to have a real prophet on this earth to guide and protect us in these latter days. I want other people to be happy, as happy as the gospel has made me. =) I want my family to live together eternally. That's why I am a Mormon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="profile2-area" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 14px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 17px; color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Lucida Sans Unicode', 'Lucida Grande', Helvetica, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 20px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 21px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: ff-kievit-web-pro-1, ff-kievit-web-pro-2, sans-serif; "&gt;How I live my faith&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;I strive each day to follow my Savior and keep His commandments. No, I am not perfect, in fact, I am far from perfect. But I strive to love and serve others around me, especially my precious family, and that's the most important thing, I think. ;-) I'm a Webelos leader in the scouting program, and I fully enjoy serving those wonderful Cub Scouts and being with them each week. I love going to church and serving in my ward the best way I know how. I love hugs, and try to share them generously with others, at all times. I especially enjoy being in Relief Society each week, and partaking of the sacrament. My Savior means everything to me, and I hope to serve Him in a pleasing manner for the rest of my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;I just wanted to share these things about me on Mormon. Org, which is where this post comes from. Not trying to convert anyone. Not trying to start religious battles.  Just trying to share with others my beliefs in the hope that many misunderstandings about Mormons can be resolved.  ;-)  Many people don't know anything about Mormons, or don't know that we are Christians.  So that's my main purpose, to let others know how I feel about Christ and my Heavenly Father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; line-height: 1.22em; "&gt;Just saying... ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-1982855542679287458?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/1982855542679287458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=1982855542679287458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1982855542679287458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1982855542679287458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-created-profile-like-i-said-its-all.html' title='I created a profile.  Like I said, it&apos;s all about me!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-4597548571009570297</id><published>2011-10-06T13:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:01:53.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park-O-Holic  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7T5_jIuTKrM/To4VilRALwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tuOzCEBATUw/s1600/316079_2403865185966_1531214243_2564602_715870576_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7T5_jIuTKrM/To4VilRALwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tuOzCEBATUw/s200/316079_2403865185966_1531214243_2564602_715870576_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660485465514454786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This has been the summer of visiting the park for Troy.  He loves the great outdoors.  Not particularly the slide, nor the swings or the monkey bar.  He is in love with nature. He loves to run around in the grass. He picks flowers. He chases butterflies.  He cries if he can't pet the dogs walking by.  He points at the trees and says, "Wow!"  He picks up sticks and leaves from the tree, holds them and admires them.  He picks up trash and throws it behind him, so he can't see it.  He says hi to people walking by, and will always follow the little girls when he sees them come to play.  ;-)  Yes, it's been a great summer.  Maybe he's not the one who runs to the park looking for action and adventure with other children. But he sure is a trip to follow and watch. I hope to walk in his shadow forever and ever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being a mommy!  =)  And I especially love Troy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-4597548571009570297?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/4597548571009570297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=4597548571009570297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4597548571009570297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4597548571009570297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/10/park-o-holic.html' title='Park-O-Holic  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7T5_jIuTKrM/To4VilRALwI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/tuOzCEBATUw/s72-c/316079_2403865185966_1531214243_2564602_715870576_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-2043523133744842841</id><published>2011-10-06T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T13:49:51.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Psalm  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-xQ03sIUPI/To4Sumb4tbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Tjk8Tkiu7uE/s1600/316297_2402926562501_1531214243_2564117_1402032868_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-xQ03sIUPI/To4Sumb4tbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Tjk8Tkiu7uE/s200/316297_2402926562501_1531214243_2564117_1402032868_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660482373452084658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, a child was born.  The cute but lonely JenBob's family was about to change forever. They never knew what true happiness was all about until they cast their eyes and their hearts upon this precious child.  And here they are now, two years later, celebrating the birth of this little one who has changed more than one life.  In-"Troy"-ducing the most beautiful baby in the entire world - Troy Robert Kahaku Justus.  Thanks to this miracle, we are now called "The JenBobTroy." We have never known such joy. He is our one and only.  He is the love of our lives.  In fact, he is Mommy's entire life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Troy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot thank my Heavenly Father enough.  I wish I could hug Troy's birth family forever, and praise them for coming into my life, and for choosing us.  I am eternally grateful for them, and their sacrifice. I promise I will never let them down... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday to my big boy!!!  ;-)   Troy, I love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-2043523133744842841?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/2043523133744842841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=2043523133744842841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2043523133744842841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2043523133744842841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/10/mommys-psalm.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Psalm  =)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d-xQ03sIUPI/To4Sumb4tbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/Tjk8Tkiu7uE/s72-c/316297_2402926562501_1531214243_2564117_1402032868_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-4412127112643388394</id><published>2011-05-27T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T14:18:26.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madly in love with my toddler...</title><content type='html'>And somebody told me that if I got married, I'd never fall in love again. What a joke! Not only do I fall more and more in love with my handsome, adorable husband each day, but I've also fallen madly in love with my toddler. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it too cliche to say that I've fallen, and I can't get up?  Oh well, I'm gonna say it anyway.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troy is my life, my entire world. I love him so easily and so completely. I just can't write about him enough so I figured blogging would be the best way to get all my feelings out. And just watching him at this moment brings tears to my eyes. Only one month ago, I was so darn worried that my sweet baby boy would never learn to walk. He could crawl faster than a bolt of lightning. He could talk as well as any adult I've known: he knew colors and animals and even shapes. But the kid would absolutely not walk!  I cried to his doctor at his 18 month appointment. I cried to all my friends, and even strangers who would ask about Troy. I cried to my family and pestered everyone with my constant worrying. I was indeed a wart. Everyone kept saying, "Oh, don't worry, he'll be fine. He will walk in his own time, and in his own way."  But still, those words brought no comfort to me. Especially when people said, "My child was late too - he learned to walk at 15 or 16 months!"  Yeah, like THAT helps when my son is already almost 19 months.  No offense to them, I knew what they were trying to say in love, and I didn't blame them. However, in all my worrying I cried to the Lord and begged him to bless my son with strong legs and a healthy body. Bob and I even fasted for him. I knew he would be okay, but I simply didn't want him to be the first "kindergartener" who walked into the class room holding tightly to the walls.  I was tired as I worried and I worried and I worried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why am I writing about this, you wonder? Today I'm staring at my sweet toddler - and he is walking around and around the house, on solid feet with solid speed. I am so relieved! Tears in my eyes, a smile on my face. I never thought I could be so happy. And I never knew I could love a toddler as much as I love mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Troy walks!!!  And he walks, and he walks and he walks. I promised the Lord I'd never worry again if He answered that prayer. Yeah, I wonder how long that will last... LOL~ But I won't worry about it today, I'll think about it tomorrow. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Heavenly Father for this precious gift named Troy and his feet... I could never repay you enough for this blessing.  Happy, happy, Troy, Troy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-4412127112643388394?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/4412127112643388394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=4412127112643388394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4412127112643388394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/4412127112643388394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/05/madly-in-love-with-my-toddler.html' title='Madly in love with my toddler...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-7640041152307332741</id><published>2011-04-18T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:56:09.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing my mind...about the nursery  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life lesson number one: Instead of complaining, count your blessings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;All my life, I've been a constant target for serving in the nursery.  In the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, children between the ages of 18months-3 years old have the opportunity to play, eat snacks and learn about the Savior in a two hour classroom structure so their parents are able to attend their meetings without disruption. I've always thought it to be a brilliant idea, and my husband especially enjoys serving there. (What's not to love about toys and treats, he says?)  Me, on the other hand, would rather attend relax on Sundays and enjoy listening to the lessons. I know, call me boring. So of course it's been my luck that I've always been asked to help serve in the nursery. Over the course of my adult life, I've served in the nursery at least six years total. I've watched children come and go, see them over the course of the years grow up, and embarrass them by pinching their cheeks and reminding them of their nursery days. I guess you could say I'm really good with children. ;-) I love being around them, and feeling of their sweet spirit. However, as I aged into my early thirties, with no children of my own, I began to feel a certain sadness and resentment each time I was asked to serve in the nursery. Instead of simply playing with the children and living in the moment, I began to complain to myself: What's wrong with me? Why can't I be a mommy too? Doesn't God trust me enough? These parents aren't any better than my husband and I would be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm embarrassed to write about my pity party. But that's how it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Would I forever be a stupid nursery leader, but never a mother? I hate being in the nursery. This is my punishment, I should look at it as birth control. I don't need children in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;And on, and on, and on...you get the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then came the lesson I would be taught. Just yesterday I was asked to assist in the nursery again, of course! As I walked towards the room, I tried not to grumble. But I could feel the mean thoughts inside of me. When I got there, I learned they simply needed help with a crying child who desperately wanted his mommy. As soon as his lucky mommy entered the room, (and that would be me, yay!), his entire face lit up as he crawled quickly to be in her arms. She scooped him up and rained kisses on his rosy cheeks, gently wiping the tears away. Tears of joy filled that mother's eyes as she looked around the room - at the woman called to serve there, taking care of her child while she relaxed and enjoyed her meetings. She tried not to feel guilty for grumbling. Now they were taking care of my child!  ;-) Who am I to complain? I looked around with new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;appreciation of these nursery leaders and the people who serve others so lovingly. As I snuggled Troy in my arms, I felt so lucky and so blessed. If anyone ever needed my help in the nursery again, I would strive to serve them lovingly and bless the lives of others, as my God has blessed mine, without murmur or complaint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Count your many blessings!!  I'm just sayin... ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-7640041152307332741?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/7640041152307332741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=7640041152307332741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7640041152307332741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7640041152307332741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/04/changing-my-mindabout-nursery.html' title='Changing my mind...about the nursery  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-6090663658742110952</id><published>2011-02-20T13:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T14:01:14.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last two years in a nutshell... ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2iddNy80KQ/TWGE9nUf1pI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eWWcvXhNlXU/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2Bcell%2Bphone%2B212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2iddNy80KQ/TWGE9nUf1pI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eWWcvXhNlXU/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2Bcell%2Bphone%2B212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575884007723226770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w75a2GC8Oq4/TWGEtXA5nFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vqfCwWCZ_UU/s1600/Recent%2BTroy%2BOctober%2B2009%2B009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w75a2GC8Oq4/TWGEtXA5nFI/AAAAAAAAAUE/vqfCwWCZ_UU/s320/Recent%2BTroy%2BOctober%2B2009%2B009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575883728468155474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day my life changed forever - October 4, 2009, the day Troy Robert was born. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;He was born two weeks early, and spent that time learning how to drink from a bottle in the NICU.  Daddy and I would go every single day to be with him, to encourage him, to show him how much we loved him. It hurt to leave him each day. We were so eager to bring him home. The nurses could see how he responded to the sound of our voices!  It was definitely love at first sight...for all of us. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally brought him home, and our lives changed forever.  Despite lack of sleep, and lack of time for myself, I was the happiest momma alive!!   He was such a good baby - he slept well, he ate well, he responded well to the world around him. How lucky I felt to have this precious spirit in my home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWVfisbHhRk/TWGG_oMKJFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/TjV1IbNhLYc/s1600/Mommy%2Bwith%2BTroy%2Bon%2Bhis%2Bfirst%2Bhalloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dWVfisbHhRk/TWGG_oMKJFI/AAAAAAAAAUU/TjV1IbNhLYc/s320/Mommy%2Bwith%2BTroy%2Bon%2Bhis%2Bfirst%2Bhalloween.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575886241339679826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZeuRL4a1pw/TWGHqoTnsKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/0voqjWHcCDw/s1600/Troy%2Brecent%2Bpictures%2B012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZeuRL4a1pw/TWGHqoTnsKI/AAAAAAAAAUc/0voqjWHcCDw/s320/Troy%2Brecent%2Bpictures%2B012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575886980105351330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBiyThmwgwY/TWGH_Hfz2hI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wYE0lucDA-U/s1600/December%2BNew%2BPictures%2B032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bBiyThmwgwY/TWGH_Hfz2hI/AAAAAAAAAUk/wYE0lucDA-U/s320/December%2BNew%2BPictures%2B032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575887332075362834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoVTJOMhHc4/TWGILKNMNOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/axP87jkbA4A/s1600/December%2BNew%2BPictures%2B016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BoVTJOMhHc4/TWGILKNMNOI/AAAAAAAAAUs/axP87jkbA4A/s320/December%2BNew%2BPictures%2B016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575887538961003746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46TP4Xlbg_w/TWGIX87EH5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/xXUwSK_exqg/s1600/December%2BNew%2BPictures%2B043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-46TP4Xlbg_w/TWGIX87EH5I/AAAAAAAAAU0/xXUwSK_exqg/s320/December%2BNew%2BPictures%2B043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575887758733614994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqMHg8LVGG0/TWGIsy9639I/AAAAAAAAAU8/SD8O-62zXoo/s1600/merry%2Bchristmas%2Btroy%2B030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zqMHg8LVGG0/TWGIsy9639I/AAAAAAAAAU8/SD8O-62zXoo/s320/merry%2Bchristmas%2Btroy%2B030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575888116838490066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2H9BllWu09I/TWGI4PQSurI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-7grLOa2xQM/s1600/My%2Bhandsomest%2Bboy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2H9BllWu09I/TWGI4PQSurI/AAAAAAAAAVE/-7grLOa2xQM/s320/My%2Bhandsomest%2Bboy.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575888313410304690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQmLXSIQLLw/TWGJFKAMnzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YDdXnLxR7LY/s1600/handsome%2Bhandsome%2BTroy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQmLXSIQLLw/TWGJFKAMnzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YDdXnLxR7LY/s320/handsome%2Bhandsome%2BTroy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575888535338917682" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dQmLXSIQLLw/TWGJFKAMnzI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YDdXnLxR7LY/s1600/handsome%2Bhandsome%2BTroy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;And he just kept growing and growing, smiling and smiling, and getting cuter and cuter each and every day. What a blessing he has been in our lives. I never knew I could love another human being this much. His smile and everything about him were contagious. The months flew by...and before I knew it, he was sitting up, crawling around, and speaking words. What a smart, precious baby boy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uhf0R9yuMIo/TWGKsJ8YZeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/L-mASYyFolg/s1600/20574_1287797204964_1531214243_744168_5068499_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uhf0R9yuMIo/TWGKsJ8YZeI/AAAAAAAAAVU/L-mASYyFolg/s320/20574_1287797204964_1531214243_744168_5068499_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575890304849438178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vGX5oUKvaSE/TWGLdBq7HVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DGg65QpvXAU/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vGX5oUKvaSE/TWGLdBq7HVI/AAAAAAAAAVc/DGg65QpvXAU/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575891144442322258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwm7Y0Y27LQ/TWGLlM3xpvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1jO508ur2yk/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwm7Y0Y27LQ/TWGLlM3xpvI/AAAAAAAAAVk/1jO508ur2yk/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B032.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575891284887971570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEIljmRCqck/TWGLsV6YwOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/U6HaZjxfFg4/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEIljmRCqck/TWGLsV6YwOI/AAAAAAAAAVs/U6HaZjxfFg4/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575891407573926114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sense the addiction I was having to my son's face??  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac092WIbYf0/TWGL3iyNPGI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MhjQYRC6cUI/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac092WIbYf0/TWGL3iyNPGI/AAAAAAAAAV0/MhjQYRC6cUI/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B054.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575891600007838818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QStLoP1MKnU/TWGMAHwbeII/AAAAAAAAAV8/KKmmXWGGNps/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QStLoP1MKnU/TWGMAHwbeII/AAAAAAAAAV8/KKmmXWGGNps/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575891747371448450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16fLZvYUAyo/TWGMOU1CQLI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ijI9FySM7Ig/s1600/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16fLZvYUAyo/TWGMOU1CQLI/AAAAAAAAAWE/ijI9FySM7Ig/s320/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2BCell%2BPhone%2B2010%2B2011%2B352.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575891991398596786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They couldn't invent a camera large enough for the amount of pictures I wanted to take. These are only a choice few. =) The cutest baby in the world! Care to argue with me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written by one happy, love smitten Momma! Thanks alot, Troy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-6090663658742110952?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/6090663658742110952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=6090663658742110952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6090663658742110952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6090663658742110952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/02/last-two-years-in-nutshell.html' title='The last two years in a nutshell... ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n2iddNy80KQ/TWGE9nUf1pI/AAAAAAAAAUM/eWWcvXhNlXU/s72-c/Pictures%2Bfrom%2Bmy%2Bcell%2Bphone%2B212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-524766920159070427</id><published>2011-02-19T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T20:49:14.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Wow!  Do people even blog anymore??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1W0DAlDA0VA/TWCc4Vi4qnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/6FZBvRAEQ8s/s1600/36212_1472682026969_1531214243_1161532_4042065_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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1W0DAlDA0VA/TWCc4Vi4qnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/6FZBvRAEQ8s/s320/36212_1472682026969_1531214243_1161532_4042065_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575628830354745970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been over a year since my last blog. I think I forgot how to blog ;-)  Golly gee - I hope nobody has been following this blog and waiting to hear how my story continues.  You've probably been snoring the entire time. Zzzzzzzz..... Well, WAKE UP!!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a mommy now!!!  Ya-hoooooo!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not have asked for a greater blessing in my life. Troy Robert Kahaku Justus is my everything. He owns me. He completes me. He is my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's all I have to say about that. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy, Happy, Troy, Troy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-524766920159070427?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/524766920159070427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=524766920159070427' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/524766920159070427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/524766920159070427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2011/02/holy-wow-do-people-even-blog-anymore.html' title='Holy Wow!  Do people even blog anymore??'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1W0DAlDA0VA/TWCc4Vi4qnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/6FZBvRAEQ8s/s72-c/36212_1472682026969_1531214243_1161532_4042065_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-926096643231594473</id><published>2009-10-02T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:20:00.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And my life will change...forever  ;-)</title><content type='html'>It's after midnight. I can't sleep a wink. I know I should be sleeping right now. I should be enjoying every amount of sleep that I can get and enjoy, since my nights of peaceful sleeping will soon come to an end. ;-) But alas, I'm too excited to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is about to change. I'm about to fall in love all over again - not only with my husband but with my new son. Troy Robert Ka Haku Justus is about to enter this world, enter our home, and enter our hearts, forever. His precious birth mother, Nicole, is in the hospital at this very moment, and will be induced this day at 8am. How appropriate that this miracle will happen on General Conference Weekend, when the spirit of the Lord comes into the world through the mouthes of his Prophet and Apostles. I couldn't have asked for this to happen on a better weekend. This precious little miracle coming into our lives, and we owe it all to Nicole and her family. We owe it to the birth father and his family, especially his beautiful mother who has become like a second mother to me. What would we do without them? We love them all so much. We've only known them for a month or so, but we love them unconditionally. There are no words to possibly describe how we feel at this time. What can I say? Bob and I have yearned for children for many years now. Our hearts have ached, our empty arms ache because there is no child in our home, no one to love or spoil. We love each other so much, and have nobody to take care of except ourselves. Then this precious family finds us, and chooses us, and they will eternally bless our lives by giving us their special child. What sacrifice! What love! They are simply amazing people to do this for us, for this little baby boy. They are amazing!!! The love and gratitude that fill my heart for them cannot be properly expressed. I am so happy, I can't explain my emotions. Yes, my life is about to change, and for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the feelings of an adopting parent. ;-) They are unexpressable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much God for this gift. Thank you Nicole for this precious miracle. I promise to love and cherish OUR son forever. We will always care for Troy. He will be the top priority in our lives. We will love him more than you will ever know. He will know about YOUR love and your sacrifice that has blessed him with a good home, and with an eternal family. I promise that he will love and admire you, his birth parents. He will know what you have done for him, and one day he will take you into his arms and thank you for giving him his life, and his parents, The JenBob. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to Bob for being the most wonderful husband - you will be an amazing father like this world has NEVER known. Only I will know of the privilge it's been to be your wife. And finally, to my son, I love you, Troy Robert. You are the miracle I've been praying for, aching for, and I cannot wait for the moment when I can hold you in my arms, look into your eyes, and call you my baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed. God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-926096643231594473?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/926096643231594473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=926096643231594473' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/926096643231594473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/926096643231594473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-my-life-will-changeforever.html' title='And my life will change...forever  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-3844183442676444259</id><published>2009-06-30T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T08:33:32.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The ramblings of a Super Gorgeous husband...</title><content type='html'>Just had to share this post that my husband left on his blog to celebrate our thirteen glorious years of marriage.  He is clever... he is cute.  He is also loopy and insane.  You gotta love him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maddogsalamander.blogspot.com/2009/06/beginning-of-i-love-you.html"&gt;The Beginning of "I Love You…"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; “We don’t know the moment when love begins,But we always know the moment when love ends.”-Harris Telamacher(L.A. Story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven’t seen the movie, do yourself a favor and see it. That’s it. That’s my plug for the film “L.A. Story.” I won’t say anymore about the movie. I would like to address this quote, as it is one of many that this movie offers for those who listen while watching movies.Since I first heard Steve Martin’s voiceover lay down these words, I thought that they contained infinite truth and abundant wisdom. That was before I fell in love with Jen. Now I know that with some love, one can mark the beginning, and hopefully never the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had seen her, watched her talking with friends, and I couldn’t help but notice how she looked in her pink jumper. What can I say but that I had a bad case of the smitten kitten? But that was not love. Smite, even deep smite of the heart, does not equal love. Only love is love…accept no substitutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the time and place when the smittenness of my heart morphed into love. It was across a Subway counter in Littleton, Colorado. Jen worked there, and I had a part time job hanging out and watching Jen work. Now before you call me a filthy stalker, let me just say that we were dating, and I had to spend as much time with her as I could because I had plans to leave the country for a few years. So it’s cool…simmer down…she was ok with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, she was working and I was watching her work. In a lull, a brief moment, we leaned across the counter to sneak a little kiss. It was a peck on the lips, nothing more, but it unlocked a new world. Everything changed, and I realized it at that moment. As we parted, I wanted to tell her that I loved her. I mean I really loved her and I knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could even draw breath to give power to those words, she said it first. I was relegated to an “I love you, too.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt lamely given, but held no less truth than the phrase “I love you” without the “too” attached to it. That was it. That was the beginning of the “I love you…more” war. Though my “more” came out strangely sounding like “too”, it was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We don’t know the moment when love begins,But I do know, Jen, that I love you more.”-Bob Justus(Just now…this blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-3844183442676444259?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/3844183442676444259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=3844183442676444259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3844183442676444259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3844183442676444259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/06/ramblings-of-super-gorgeous-husband.html' title='The ramblings of a Super Gorgeous husband...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8198426556122807520</id><published>2009-06-21T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:50:26.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day, Daddy...</title><content type='html'>I have a special daddy that I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a barrell of sunshine. Whenever he walks into a room, the dark clouds fade away and the sun shines with his smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is funny. When he is around, there is light heartedness and nobody in the room is frowning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is spiritual. He taught me about God, and helped me to gain a strong testimony of my Savior.  He radiates with the spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is unique. His name is Verne, and nobody in this world laughs like him. ;-)  He has talents and shares them with the world. Everyone longs to be his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a comfort. When I was afraid, he'd smile and hold my hand, and I knew right away that everything was going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my best friend. I love him with all my heart. No words could possibly describe him. He is my daddy. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another Daddy. He is now in heaven. Not a day goes by when I do not picture his face next to Bob and I, and I miss him so much it hurts. I long for the day when our eyes will meet again, we will hug and never have to be seperated. Our relationship is eternal. I love you JD Justus. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet another Daddy. He sent me down to earth. He loved me so much that He sent His only begotten Son to pay for my sins. He is perfect, and He blesses me every day of my life, even though I am not perfect. I also long for that day when our eyes will meet, we will hug and never again be seperated because our relationship is also eternal. I love my God, my Heavenly Father. Because of Him, I am a happy happy joy joy girl....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my husband so much, and I long for the day when he will become the father of my children. Then someday they can bring him breakfast in bed instead of me... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my fathers... Happy Father's Day... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8198426556122807520?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8198426556122807520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8198426556122807520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8198426556122807520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8198426556122807520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day-daddy.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day, Daddy...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-2175749640576001685</id><published>2009-06-08T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:33:02.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grateful for Babies, families, Tornadoes, and Size 8's</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am indeed grateful for all of these things that were somhow included in my Sabbath Day Activities yesterday. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, hubby and I woke up early to attend the blessing of a new baby - belonging to my chiropractor and his adorable wife. They are such wonderful friends, and they now have two beautiful baby boys, only a few months apart. (Hey, they're newleyweds, what can they say? LOL~) They are such a unique family - part Catholic and part Mormon, with their strong faith in Christ bonding them together. I'm happy to be included in their lives. After the sacrament meeting, they treated us - along with more of their friends and family, to an amazing breakfast at a small restaurant before my hubby and I were on our way to a family luncheon with Mom Justus and crew. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where we were when the Tornado struck down...only three miles away from where we were standing. My husband got amazing photos, and we were completely mesmorized by this incredible sight. Thank goodness nobody was badly hurt or injured - it ended up touching down on a mall, flipping over cars and doing significant damage. It was incredible. Mom Justus was so cute as she ordered all of us to come inside. ;-) But we couldn't move, for that would mean tearing our eyes away from the sight of mother nature. It was spectacular!!! I always wanted to be a storm chaser when I was young...and I still find myself enthralled by Meteorology. I think it's time to take a class!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Si2jFZ-WduI/AAAAAAAAATU/2aFyCOH-y0A/s1600-h/Tornado+fun!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345107646025725666" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Si2jFZ-WduI/AAAAAAAAATU/2aFyCOH-y0A/s200/Tornado+fun!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Si2jYXMeuxI/AAAAAAAAATc/aZRmbgopdB0/s1600-h/Hail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345107971697195794" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Si2jYXMeuxI/AAAAAAAAATc/aZRmbgopdB0/s200/Hail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had slight hail damage to the top of our car, and a crack in our windshield, and from the size of this hail in my hand, you can see why. ;-) It was amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the electricity went out, and we couldn't light candles due to Grandma's oxygen. So we ate by the light of the window. Personally I thought it was wonderful. The storm ended, the electricity came back on....we visited a bit longer - then hubby and I were on our way to another family party. My brother in law celebrating his 20th - I mean, his birthday. ;-) We watched TV with them, enjoyed cake and ice cream and more partying with my side of the family. And with all of this fun, I was struting around happily enjoying my new jeans - my size 8's - which I haven't been able to wear since my early 20's. ;-) Bob and I have had certain pants hanging on our walls for months which we've called our goal pants. Yeah....we were both wearing our goal pants yesterday, which actually have a happy spell placed on them, I dunno. But we were kinda giddy! Anyway, I am extra proud of my hubby and all the work that he's done. He inspires me to do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am truly grateful for all of these things, my family and all of my many blessings. Life is good ;-) And now I can begin my new life - trying to acheive my new goals, staying at home to take care of my house and FINISH MY NOVEL!! Write...write...and then write somemore. ;-) I'm also going to pick up a couple of books on meteorology. (Am I spelling that write, I mean, right??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... life is good!!! Wouldn't you agree?? Happy Happy Joy Joy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-2175749640576001685?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/2175749640576001685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=2175749640576001685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2175749640576001685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2175749640576001685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/06/grateful-for-babies-families-tornadoes.html' title='Grateful for Babies, families, Tornadoes, and Size 8&apos;s'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Si2jFZ-WduI/AAAAAAAAATU/2aFyCOH-y0A/s72-c/Tornado+fun!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8025255089524119221</id><published>2009-05-25T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:44:21.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to my handsome nephew "Little Bob"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Shtjyy8JLJI/AAAAAAAAATM/TRssLvtEqRI/s1600-h/4605_1090160126460_1000183413_30237390_647238_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339971507496496274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Shtjyy8JLJI/AAAAAAAAATM/TRssLvtEqRI/s200/4605_1090160126460_1000183413_30237390_647238_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bob's "Bill Parcells"  moment  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ShtjlCJpr2I/AAAAAAAAATE/OKfEOROZj4Q/s1600-h/4605_1090160526470_1000183413_30237400_6572525_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339971271061516130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ShtjlCJpr2I/AAAAAAAAATE/OKfEOROZj4Q/s200/4605_1090160526470_1000183413_30237400_6572525_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bob opens his presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ShtjbvSJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAS8/3u3T-SoapiM/s1600-h/Porter%27s+Graduation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339971111378091778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ShtjbvSJ_wI/AAAAAAAAAS8/3u3T-SoapiM/s200/Porter%27s+Graduation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and gets lots of affection from his adorable sisters, Jordin and Jordan  (long story, don't ask right now, LOL~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow, what a trip!!  I am soooooo happy that my husband and I were able to fly to the East Coast and be there for our nephew, Porter, who celebrated a very special event in his life - his high school graduation. ;-)  I cannot believe he is already a young man. It seems only yesterday he and his sister were riding around on my back playing "Horsie." And now, look at him. He is so handsome and so much fun to be around. I am impressed by him, his knowledge and his sense of humor. I always called him "Little Bob" because he reminds me of my husband, not only in looks but in their sense of humor, the entertainment factor.  ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had such a great time. Our family flew into Baltimore, drove into West Virginia, spent an entire day riding the metro and playing around in Washington DC, visiting with family and friends, and sightseeing. We walked, and walked and walked and walked. It was such a fun trip - too short for all the fun things we wanted to do, but fun nonetheless. Annie rode on the back of Greg's motorcycle. Greg accidently backed into our rental car (LOL~) Porter got ice and water dumped on his head by a bunch of his girl friends. We lost the key to our hotel which had twenty dollars in it (ouch!), and the Nuggets lost game three. But it was all around a fantastic weekend, one I will never forget. I am lucky to be a part of this incredible family. I love them all, with all my heart.   More pictures to come...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8025255089524119221?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8025255089524119221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8025255089524119221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8025255089524119221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8025255089524119221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/05/congrats-to-my-handsome-nephew-little.html' title='Congrats to my handsome nephew &quot;Little Bob&quot;'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Shtjyy8JLJI/AAAAAAAAATM/TRssLvtEqRI/s72-c/4605_1090160126460_1000183413_30237390_647238_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-1412531874893405791</id><published>2009-05-09T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:10:29.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating mothers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgZcMPqJ8VI/AAAAAAAAASE/tqeG6H_x-ws/s1600-h/Finally+an+eternal+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334052174098461010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgZcMPqJ8VI/AAAAAAAAASE/tqeG6H_x-ws/s200/Finally+an+eternal+family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgZb9KAP2jI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PEjD_LQ6L6w/s1600-h/My+mommy+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334051914882472498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgZb9KAP2jI/AAAAAAAAAR8/PEjD_LQ6L6w/s200/My+mommy+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......and I have the best mother's ever. My mother who gave me life is one of the most important people in my life, and not to mention my best friend. The mother who gave life to the man who is currently giving me life - also priceless!! ;-) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a glorious weekend to celebrate both my "mommies." We took my mom out to a seafood restaurant with my other family members and had a fun party, and not to mention the best food ever! I stared at each of my family members sitting around the large table, and my heart filled with great love and gratitude for each of them. I couldn't possibly get enough of them, nor could I take enough pictures. If it wasn't for my mother, we wouldn't all be siting there together. ;-) I love her for that, and so much more. Thanks Ma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today an eternal family was made at the Denver Colorado Temple as my mother in law was sealed to her mother and her baby sister for time, and all eternity. It was a special day for celebration, and celebrate we did. I couldnt get enough of them either. If it wasn't for my mother in law and her family, my precious husband would not be here today. And without him, I would be nothing. That's all I have to say about that. It was a beautiful day together and I will never forget it. Thanks Ma! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how blessed I am?? ;-) Life doesn't get any better than this. If Heavenly Father gives me the priveledge and joy of being a mother someday, I hope and pray I will be as good a mother as my own mommies, and all the other good mommies I know.  ;-)  And that's all I have to say abou that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-1412531874893405791?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/1412531874893405791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=1412531874893405791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1412531874893405791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1412531874893405791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/05/celebrating-mothers.html' title='Celebrating mothers...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgZcMPqJ8VI/AAAAAAAAASE/tqeG6H_x-ws/s72-c/Finally+an+eternal+family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-9072775371762168578</id><published>2009-05-05T21:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:42:19.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser Goosebumps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgEPuYyJ5eI/AAAAAAAAAR0/og34OxiGJyA/s1600-h/I+love+them!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332560723384591842" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgEPuYyJ5eI/AAAAAAAAAR0/og34OxiGJyA/s200/I+love+them!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bob and Jillian - the Biggest Loser stars. I love them so much, especially Jillian. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've had goosebumps all night long. I absolutely love this show!!! I watched it alone while Bob attended Scouts. And I watched it again when Bob came home. Yeah, I didn't make it to bed on time, but that's okay. I'm still in tears and goosebumps over the whole thing, and I just have to say how much I love watching this inspiring show. The contestants have been fun to watch, and I've been so jealous of their progress. I've never been so inspired to lose weight as much as I have this past year, thanks to the show. THANKS BIGGEST LOSEER!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've somehow managed to lose over 30 pounds myself, and I hope only to continue on a downward spiral. ;-) My husband and brother in law have also lost 20 pounds each, and I am so proud of them!! We are determined in this house to be healthy and happier. Life is good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Quick summary: I've been having a really great month with family and friends, and getting my Spring cleaning done. The house is organized and fun!! I've decided to take a huge risk and leave my full time job in order to complete writing my novel and work part time somewhere down the line, hopefully a bookstore. I'm not sure if I have what it takes to be a writer, but I'm going to try. There's gotta be talent buried somewhere inside of me, right? And I'll never know unless I try. So here I come, and baby - keep your fingers crossed for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Song of the Piano Man" - coming soon to a bookstore and library near you. ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've also really gotten into Basketball these days - the Denver Nuggets are playing in the playoffs and they are doing awesome!! They've been fun to watch. So GO NUGGETS! And I don't mean chicken. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And have I told you how much I love the Biggest Loser? Well, I do. And with that, it's time to end this quick entry and work out! hee, hee! Later!! ;-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-9072775371762168578?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/9072775371762168578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=9072775371762168578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/9072775371762168578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/9072775371762168578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/05/biggest-loser-goosebumps.html' title='Biggest Loser Goosebumps'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SgEPuYyJ5eI/AAAAAAAAAR0/og34OxiGJyA/s72-c/I+love+them!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-882685991561901254</id><published>2009-04-05T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T16:21:45.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishing General Conference Weekend could last forever...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sdk3z2lGYgI/AAAAAAAAARk/qxNBgHn8ZJo/s1600-h/Jeffrey+R+Holland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321345798678929922" style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sdk3z2lGYgI/AAAAAAAAARk/qxNBgHn8ZJo/s200/Jeffrey+R+Holland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new favorite apostle: Elder Jeffrey R. Holland ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the passing of my old favorite, Elder Joseph B. Wirthlin, and after carefully pondering all the talks presented to me over the past weekend, I've decided that his talk about the Savior affected me the most. ;-) Not that all of the other talks weren't great, mind you. And not that I don't love all of the other apostles. But for some reason, I always tend to have my favorites of everything I see in my life LOL~ Anyhow, he has risen to the top spot in my heart. I saw him live at a Woman's Conference in Provo one year, and his strong testimony has remained with me ever since. He is the man! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I look forward every year to the two General Conference broadcasts that we get to watch on TV, broadcasted live from Salt Lake City. With these talks from our Prophet and Apostles, my life is truly blessed, and I walk away from the experience feeling happy and uplifted, like I can accomplish anything. It's a wonderful feeling!! I will make it last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Savior! I love my family and my friends. I love this gospel, and I will strive to live my life so that I may be worthy someday to gain eternal life. ;-) ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sdk8yfxsakI/AAAAAAAAARs/2XDAc9yBekI/s1600-h/Beloved+Prophet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321351272936008258" style="WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sdk8yfxsakI/AAAAAAAAARs/2XDAc9yBekI/s200/Beloved+Prophet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the prophet!! He knows the way, and this picture shows us how he knows!   ;-)  &lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-882685991561901254?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/882685991561901254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=882685991561901254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/882685991561901254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/882685991561901254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/04/wishing-general-conference-weekend.html' title='Wishing General Conference Weekend could last forever...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sdk3z2lGYgI/AAAAAAAAARk/qxNBgHn8ZJo/s72-c/Jeffrey+R+Holland.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-6976654634886756400</id><published>2009-03-28T21:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:24:43.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As the years go by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sc715ZdcIRI/AAAAAAAAARU/c01wIxZrOjw/s1600-h/My+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318458576406847762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sc715ZdcIRI/AAAAAAAAARU/c01wIxZrOjw/s200/My+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep geting younger and younger and even younger ;-) And my handsome husband keeps getting cuter and cuter - and even more cute!!! I had such a wonderful birthday today, thanks to him and our amazing families. There are no words to express how how I feel.  I am the happiest, most lucky girl in the entire world. And that's all I have to say about that...   for now, anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos and stories to come. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-6976654634886756400?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/6976654634886756400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=6976654634886756400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6976654634886756400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6976654634886756400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-years-go-by.html' title='As the years go by...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Sc715ZdcIRI/AAAAAAAAARU/c01wIxZrOjw/s72-c/My+birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5010806343692000769</id><published>2009-03-25T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:58:35.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You gotta love March  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrnhPgZZGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ONq0QsOjHac/s1600-h/Rache+Rache+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317316868348404834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrnhPgZZGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ONq0QsOjHac/s200/Rache+Rache+and+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rachel and I... sisters and buddies for eternity!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrnYc3EoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5SQ2EBBXnns/s1600-h/Party+at+Jen%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317316717314351106" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrnYc3EoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/5SQ2EBBXnns/s200/Party+at+Jen%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are, gathered in our home on the night of the Oscars. ;-) Yeah, we had fun. I think I ate too much! And I think it's time to buy some new furniture so that we'll have room for people to actually sit when they come over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March never fails to be a busy and fun month. I guess that's my excuse for not blogging so much this month - busy, busy, and even more busy! March has always a month of parties and fun for the JenBob. We celebrate four different birthdays between both of our families, and of course we have to have a special party for each and every one. ;-) After all, the worth of all souls are great in the sight of the Lord, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next pictures were taken at my mother in law's birthday celebration. She turned 30. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrrSJv9ZbI/AAAAAAAAARE/Yfsn4MJ4j0U/s1600-h/Mom%27s+birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317321007151539634" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrrSJv9ZbI/AAAAAAAAARE/Yfsn4MJ4j0U/s200/Mom%27s+birthday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Annie... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Scrrl_H_0mI/AAAAAAAAARM/MbjJfIlXKmo/s1600-h/Proud+of+Bubba+Bro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317321347896955490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/Scrrl_H_0mI/AAAAAAAAARM/MbjJfIlXKmo/s200/Proud+of+Bubba+Bro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Larry and me. (Larry and I, rather) I am so proud of my brother in law, we call him "Bubba." Don't we look like brother and sister? I've always been so happy to be called his sister, and he has always been such a special friend to me. This month he's begun a diet program called Slim for Life. Yeah, I'm super proud of him! We've always tried to encourage him to loose weight. Only this time he didn't need any encouragement, he took the initiative himself! ;-) I know he is going to do this. And I can't wait to watch his progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More parties and pictures to come!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5010806343692000769?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5010806343692000769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5010806343692000769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5010806343692000769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5010806343692000769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-gotta-love-march.html' title='You gotta love March  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/ScrnhPgZZGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ONq0QsOjHac/s72-c/Rache+Rache+and+Me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5708261905837885112</id><published>2009-02-18T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T18:31:13.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another cold, February night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SZy771TbCtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UdBkDNED7yw/s1600-h/Happy+Happy+Joy+Joy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304321097730820818" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SZy771TbCtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UdBkDNED7yw/s320/Happy+Happy+Joy+Joy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...and here we are, chillin' at home in our usual, comfortable positions: In the living room with our lap tops. Bob sitting at the floor near my feet, and me on the couch, wrapped in my favorite Elvis blanket. ;-) We're either writing in our books, playing cards or goofing around on Facebook- which includes chatting with friends, kidnapping, or farming. Routine...routine...yawn, yawn, and we're getting kinda bored being stuck in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Spring yet??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month has dragged on and on...and not much has been going on, which is why I haven't posted that much. Both hubby and I have been sick, but luckily I didn't have to miss any work. Unfortunately, he missed a week. Before we got sick, we had a special assignment for ourselves - and that was the fun task of watching all of the movies that have been nominated for Academy Awards this year, and picking our favorite one. I love going to the movies and ordering a huge ice-cee!!  It never gets boring.  So far we've seen four movies of the five: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (thumbs up!), Frost Nixon (thumbs up!), Slumdog Millionaire (Ten thumbs up, my favorite!!!), and The Reader (Thumb not quite so far up, good movie with fun plot, but way too much of Kate Winslet naked! More than I needed to see.. LOL) Now we have only one movie left that we hope to see this weekend: Milk. It will make watching the Oscars this coming Sunday so much more fun! ;-) Don't ask me why I enjoy watching this so much - I love to see the glamourous Hollywood actors/actresses come out in their fancy clothes so I can judge them. Kinda fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I got a new calling in my church a couple of weeks ago. I was called to serve as the Stake Primary Secretary, meaing that I will be in charge of all the NURSERIES in the stake. (Wasn't I just released from the nursery? LOL~) Nobody heard me when I said I'd like a break from other people's kids. ;-) Okay, so I was only slightly overwhelmed with this new task, as you can tell, but I accepted the call anyway because I know it's what the Lord wants me to do. I can never get away from the kids and the nursery, and I guess I never will. Must be God's fun way of letting me be a parent - observing other people's children from the outside looking in, and being an influence for good this way. I love the kids, and look forward to serving them this year. I also hope I can serve my husband and my family by giving us a child of our own. Still crossing my fingers on that one! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much more going on. We got rid of the birds, finally!! ;-) The cat is certainly bored now, but it's alot more quiet and peaceful up here. I won't miss them much...although I'm sure I'll think of Tahoe once in awhile. (Thanks to Dan!!) Oh, and we had a family dinner last Sunday night with Bob's family, (thanks for the lasagna, Larry!) and we are eagerly planning our trip out to West Virginia this May - to watch my nephew Porter graduate from high school. I can't wait to travel there and see Greg's family again - we've missed them so much. Porter has grown up so fast - he is more handsome than ever. It will be a great time. Annie stayed with us awhile that evening and played around on facebook under my profile. We played a joke on Greg and told him she had skipped a period. Meanwhile, he freaks out at the idea that his younger, single sister is suddenly pregnant, and we tell him that she went straight from Math to Science. Yeah, it was pretty funny. Guess you had to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough for now, you'll all caught up to date. HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY till next entry... ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5708261905837885112?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5708261905837885112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5708261905837885112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5708261905837885112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5708261905837885112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-cold-february-night.html' title='Another cold, February night...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SZy771TbCtI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UdBkDNED7yw/s72-c/Happy+Happy+Joy+Joy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-2779783528408195971</id><published>2009-02-01T18:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T19:39:47.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Superbowl Sunday!</title><content type='html'>...and not looking very good for the Arizona Cardinals, unfortunately. I really wanted them to win the superbowl this year. However, it's looking more like Pittsburgh will take the title. Bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, that's the name of the game of football. You win some, you loose some. And I'm trying hard not to cry. I've always been a big baby though, and I never fail to cry when football season is over. Get over it Jen!! ;-) Anyway, today has meant so much more to our family however than just football, the most beautiful sport ever invented. My mother, hubby and I went to church with the O'Brien family so we could participate in special gospel ordinances with them. We are so proud of Grant - for today he was ordained to the office of a priest in the Aaronic Priesthood, and my husband had the honor of laying his hands on Grant's head to confer this upon him. Grant was able to pass the sacrament for the very first time and he did a wonderful job, nervous as he was. Then our little nephew Ryker Jonathan O'Brien was blessed in sacrament meeting by my husband, and Johnna bore her sweet testimony. It was a spirtual day, one I will never forget. Mom went crazy with her camera, so I will add pictures she took this week. Johnna and I were giggling cause we could see the flash of her camera in the halls. My older sister Heidi also came with her family, and we bumped in Laura and Leif and family in the halls who were just finishing their sacrament meeting in the same building. It was so much fun to see everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SY0ol2P2VzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oOwrSi0G4nI/s1600-h/Ryker,+Laura,+Mom+and+Shori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299936967167203122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SY0ol2P2VzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oOwrSi0G4nI/s320/Ryker,+Laura,+Mom+and+Shori.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my favorite picture I took of our happy gathering in the church foyer. Look how adorable Ryker looks - I love the way he's looking at cute little Shori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After church, we met back at Johnna's house where Grant cooked us a fabulous meal and we watched the first half of the superbowl with them. Austinn entertained us with his fun, goofy personality and we took turns holding Ryker. Now we're home watching the final half of the superbowl, rejoicing with the family spirit we feel. My family members are truly the bestest friends I've ever had. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SYe7MNOkq4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1AwFLYEoqh4/s1600-h/Ryker+on+his+blessing+day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298409305008286594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SYe7MNOkq4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/1AwFLYEoqh4/s320/Ryker+on+his+blessing+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that said, there will be more to come. Tomorrow is Groundhog day and so the month of February begins. Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SYjaA8kTlnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4b1pHYqD39g/s1600-h/Grant+and+Bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298724671394649714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SYjaA8kTlnI/AAAAAAAAAPM/4b1pHYqD39g/s320/Grant+and+Bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and Grant and the Savior - feeling the love!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-2779783528408195971?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/2779783528408195971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=2779783528408195971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2779783528408195971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2779783528408195971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-superbowl-sunday.html' title='Happy Superbowl Sunday!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SY0ol2P2VzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/oOwrSi0G4nI/s72-c/Ryker,+Laura,+Mom+and+Shori.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8000218996194131771</id><published>2009-01-27T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:48:04.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all I wanted was to make dinner...</title><content type='html'>...life dished out other plans. ;-) And it didn't include dinner in any way, shape or form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my kitten really loves to watch the parakeet. In fact, she drools all over him, constantly. Tonight I come from work, all ready to surprise my hubby with a real dinner (for a change), and as I'm pondering the situation, I hear a loud crash coming from the den. Horrified, I stare at the bird cage on the ground, all the s**@@ included with it, and the bird attempting to escape it's hungry predator. (Come on Lixy, it's not like I don't feed you or anything!) Meanwhile I can't stop either one of them, and who knows what kinds of words are coming out of my mouth (Please don't tell anyone, Darin! ) Bird is freaking out all over the living room, can't catch him. Can't stop the cat. I trip and fall, and hurt my leg (clutz!!) Got something in my hand, can't remember what it was. I hollar for Darin to come upstairs and catch the darn thing. I'm simply a mess, and to make matters worse, I start to cry. (um, baby!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, why am I writing about this? Not exactly sure. ;-) Just an interesting Sylvester and Tweety moment in my life to remember that I'm sure I'll laugh about later. (Did Sylvester EVER really get to catch Tweety??? I'm not sure.) I feel so horrible for my husband. Instead of coming home to a loving wife with an amazing dinner, he comes home to this freak-a-zoid with messy hair, a sore leg, crying, no dinner, and bird crap all over her. Freezer is broken, and wife can't even fix the ice machine by herself. Hubby shakes his head, asks if wife wants Subway for dinner. Why the heck not? Wife isn't a very good cook anyway. ;-) And even if she were, she doesn't feel like cooking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Bob. Husband may think I'm a freak...and hubby just may be right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thankfully for me, Hubby is kinda a freak too. ;-) In a good, handsome way of course. Here are twenty five random things he wrote about his life on facebook yesterday. He is too darn cute sometimes for his own good, I just had to share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate television...and watch it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to paint pewter fantasy figurines.&lt;br /&gt;3. My journal is not first person linear, but rather I write scenes from my life...a creative non-fiction extravaganza.&lt;br /&gt;4. I speak fluent Spanish (thanks to 2 years in the Dominican Republic.)&lt;br /&gt;5. I have been living with and treating Multiple Sclerosis since 1998.&lt;br /&gt;6. I listen to classical music in the car to keep me from exploding with road rage.&lt;br /&gt;7. I am happily married to my Jen...the smartest think I have ever done in my life.&lt;br /&gt;8. After 20 years...I am still in school. My current degree program is towards my teaching certificate. I want to teach the fourth grade.&lt;br /&gt;9. I have worked for the past 10 years for AT&amp;amp;T as a circuit design engineer and a circuit tester.&lt;br /&gt;10. I was on the top of the World Trade Center in November of 2000. I didn't know it could be my last time.&lt;br /&gt;11. I love swimming in Waimea Bay.&lt;br /&gt;12. I love sushi, but will only eat it on a coast. How fresh can the raw fish be in landlocked Colorado?&lt;br /&gt;13. I write the word "love" a lot in lists like these.&lt;br /&gt;14. I have a cat named Lixie (actually it's Galaxy) and a beagle named Bella (actuallly its Belatrix.) We had to put our siamese to sleep...her name was Luna. If you can't tell, we name our animals after celestial objects.&lt;br /&gt;15. I like to watch Days of Our Lives because of Josepsh Mascolo. When I saw him playing Stefano DiMera, I knew that they had a real "bad guy" in the line up.&lt;br /&gt;16. My favorite movie, after all these years, is still So I Married an Axe Murderer.&lt;br /&gt;17. I have played every Final Fantasy game that has come out.&lt;br /&gt;18. I have two blue parakeets...does anyone want a bird?&lt;br /&gt;19. I refer to myself as a Judeo-Christian Buddhist, because I think that is good Mormon is all of these things.&lt;br /&gt;20. I sold my dad's home in a weekend last year. I was surprised it didn't stay on the market all summer long.&lt;br /&gt;21. I have decided that I don't like the food so much in Montreal. I expected better.&lt;br /&gt;22. I married a mathematician who has evolved into a writer.&lt;br /&gt;23. Since my father died in 2007 my hair has gone from dark with distinguished silver temples to white with streaks of pepper. Fortuneately Loreal makes my natural color...and every six weeks I apply it. Vanity, thy name is Bob.&lt;br /&gt;24. I am in the worst shape of my life. My aerobic workouts are marred by the fact that MS has weakend my left leg. I tire quickly, and just have a hard time working out. Still, every day, I ride the recumbant bike and workout with light weights and a body ball. 25. My favorite college team is Michigan. Not because I went there. No, but I would if I could drop it all right now and go back to school full time. I have been a Wolverine fan since I was 10. Something about the maize and blue caught my attention. GO BLUE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Why didn't he put number 7 first?? kidding...) The way I'm feeling now, I will second number 18 for him!!! Hope everyone's dinner plans go better than mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next entry~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8000218996194131771?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8000218996194131771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8000218996194131771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8000218996194131771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8000218996194131771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-all-i-wanted-was-to-make-dinner.html' title='When all I wanted was to make dinner...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5250329007803278982</id><published>2009-01-27T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T10:52:16.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burrrrrrrr....it's COLD!</title><content type='html'>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow~ And I'm back to work!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full on this Tuesday afternoon. I've come back to work after a very long and glorious weekend of being home where I belong, cuddled in my cozy room with my laptop, completing the final draft of my novel. I can't believe I'm almost finished. I was so happy, I thought I'd died and went to heaven. Then I woke up this morning and realized that it wasn't my reality, and I needed to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life goes on, and money must be made. ;-) It's been FREEEZING cold here in Denver, and I'm really hating it. I've never looked so forward to Spring as I am this time around! (I'm such a wimp, I hate driving in the snow, even in my four-wheel drive "Buddy", as I've named my fore-runner). Anyway, I got a new calling at church on Sunday, a calling that I never knew even existed. I'm the new primary baptismal coordinator for the eight years old that will be baptized this year. I'll get to help plan their program, fill the font and such things as that. Pretty darn cool eh? Not particularly demanding, but so much more relaxing than being in the nursery each week, I must say. I'm also thinking alot about my friends - two of my special friends in particular who got pregnant not too long ago, (who both had their last baby on the exact same day, by the way) and they have both miscarried recently. Bless their hearts. My heart and prayers are with them at this time. As much as I've longed for a child of my own, I'd rather remain childless and lonely than suffer the pain and anguish that both of them have gone through and have been feeling recently. I feel so helpless, wishing I could do something to take away their pain. All I can do is send hugs and kisses their way, and pray... but it's never enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is too crazy sometimes, isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not much more to report on this week. I've been spending lots of time on facebook, reconnecting with old friends and being able to see what's going on in everyone's life. It's an addicting sight, and I love it!! Email has never been so easy ;-) Last night Bob and I took the boys over to their mom and Grandmother's house and we had a family home evening dinner. This will be our new tradition this year - once a month gathering for dinner. It's a tradition we should have began months ago. It's a special time to bond, eat and discuss the gospel and our lives with one another. It was a grand, yummy time and I will look forward to all our dinners in the future. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With thoughts of food, I will end this entry in order to eat my lunch... Happy Happy Joy Joy!!&lt;br /&gt;Till next entry~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5250329007803278982?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5250329007803278982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5250329007803278982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5250329007803278982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5250329007803278982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/burrrrrrrrits-cold.html' title='Burrrrrrrr....it&apos;s COLD!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-984115514061927422</id><published>2009-01-21T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:16:22.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New President Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXdJPnF0ZsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TZAKRiPKLCI/s1600-h/OB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293780419537561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXdJPnF0ZsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TZAKRiPKLCI/s320/OB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWZIT!!!   ;-)    I thought this picture of our new President was pretty cute.  Yesterday was the innaugaration day (I don't think I spelled that right LOL~).  It will be interesting to see what change will take place in our country now. Whatever the case, he is my new president and as a devoted and proud citizen of the United States of America, I will sustain and support him in this new role.  History in the making?  Only time will tell.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats Obama!!  ;-)  Whaz' up, braddah!  Aloha and welcome to the presidency.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-984115514061927422?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/984115514061927422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=984115514061927422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/984115514061927422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/984115514061927422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-president-says.html' title='The New President Says...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXdJPnF0ZsI/AAAAAAAAAOo/TZAKRiPKLCI/s72-c/OB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5541942434037189779</id><published>2009-01-19T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:57:38.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another manic Monday...  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXTKR9L29gI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RjEEEzO7Ur4/s1600-h/MLK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293077871898064386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXTKR9L29gI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RjEEEzO7Ur4/s320/MLK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day!! ;-) This is always a special day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, no holiday can be taken today for me. No "marade" for me to attend. Too much work to do here, grrrrr! Nawww, that's okay, I love doing my internet work - when they leave me alone and let me DO my work, that is. Today we had a long, dragged out meeting informing my National group that, pretty much, we are going to be "babysat" for the next gazillion years of our careers here. Not only are we going to have a group "huddle" each and every day, they are going to start tracking EVERYTHING each and every thing we do, including time away from our desks. Twice each day the managers will "drop by" to see how we are doing, at a specific set time. Moan and groan, and gag me!! One of the gals actually rose her hand and said, "What if we have to go to the bathroom?"&lt;br /&gt;Ummm, duh!! ;-) I can't help but laugh at all this. It's going to take more time to track all these things than it would to get our ACTUAL work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we, FIVE????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. It cracked me up - hence, this documentation of events for my day. However, the sun is shining outside, I'm earning money, and I still love my job. I can sit at my desk and listen to all my cassette tapes and CD's. I can play on the internet at work, and keep up with all the fun I have on facebook. I have good health, and fun, cute friends around me. Therefore, life is good. ;-) No complaining allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob and I bought a new toy over the weekend (as if the TV wasn't enough) but this was a purchase we couldn't resist, and it was nicely priced. We have a new recumbant bike that now sits nicely in the corner of our living room so that we can get our exercise and keep up our health WHILE we watch TV. That's a new rule in the JenBob home - if we can sit on our "tooshies" to watch an hour or more of TV, then we can take turns getting on the bike and saving our lives. Catch my drift?? Yeah, I'm really happy about that. I've lost 31 pounds and I'd like to maintain it, possibly loose more. What more need I say?? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a happy, happy, joy, joy girl! This year is starting out so well. For the past few months or so, I'd been kinda down, feeling sorry for myself, wondering where my life is going. My head has finally pulled out of those clouds of self-pity, and the future looks brighter. So bright, I gotta wear shades!! Just thought I'd share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, back the ole' grindstone. It's raining men!! Hallelujah!! (Sorry, that song is playing, and I love it LOL~) Till next entry then~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5541942434037189779?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5541942434037189779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5541942434037189779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5541942434037189779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5541942434037189779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-another-manic-monday.html' title='Just another manic Monday...  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXTKR9L29gI/AAAAAAAAAOg/RjEEEzO7Ur4/s72-c/MLK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-775137446828363707</id><published>2009-01-18T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T10:18:08.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNqnHBTg5I/AAAAAAAAANw/koslpDRCjUw/s1600-h/Happy+Birthday+Ally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292691207222428562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNqnHBTg5I/AAAAAAAAANw/koslpDRCjUw/s320/Happy+Birthday+Ally.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and what a happy birthday party it was, indeed. My niece Ally is already six years old. (I can't believe how quickly the years roll by.) My sister Heidi held a groovy party for her and all her buddies at their home in Parker. Ally was so happy - she got her ears pierced the night before, and she was so proud to show off her new earrings. Here is a picture of Ally blowing out her sparkling candles. Isn't she a cutie? I'm impressed with the beautiful young lady Ally is turning out to be. It was such a blast to watch her and her friends! The kids broke a pinata outside, had cake and ice cream, and danced around in the living room to Ghostbusters. What a riot! Heidi is such a wonderful mother - I hope if I ever have children in this lifetime, that I can be the kind of mother she is. ;-) I took a picture of her surrounded with the kids - she is very good at teaching her kids to send thank you cards to those who bring gifts. I admire her so much. (And look how skinny and pretty she is! Golly, I love my sis!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNqsTfMxxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ux4Qky4gzr0/s1600-h/Heidi+so+good+with+the+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292691296468387602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNqsTfMxxI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ux4Qky4gzr0/s320/Heidi+so+good+with+the+kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite picture of Bob, Austinn and Ally at the party. I was happy Johnna and Grant came to the party, and I could see them two days in a row, since we hung out the night before with them at my mother's house. Austinn is four years old now and he loves to hang on his Uncle Bob's arm. (When I asked Austinn how old he was, he says "Four pounds.) Too cute!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNrslgOw7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/1CoCgQeIOGU/s1600-h/Bob+%26+Austinn+%26+Ally+at+Ally%27s+Birthday+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292692400816178098" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNrslgOw7I/AAAAAAAAAOA/1CoCgQeIOGU/s320/Bob+%26+Austinn+%26+Ally+at+Ally%27s+Birthday+party.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister Johnna really has her hands full now with the new baby. (And who wouldn't love to have their hands full with sweet little Ryker, who is such a good baby and hardly ever cries!?) I thought this was a really cute scene - how my mom fed Johnna so she could eat and feed Ryker at the same time. They crack me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNsS0M_i-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/70XaUWUgvro/s1600-h/Mom+has+to+feed+the+new+mama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292693057597049826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNsS0M_i-I/AAAAAAAAAOI/70XaUWUgvro/s320/Mom+has+to+feed+the+new+mama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It was an awesome party and a perfect way to spend our Saturday afternoon. After the party, we drove my Mom to her piano student's house so she could teach piano. (we were kinda late leaving Heidi's house, therefore my poor mom was late!! Oooops!)  Anyway, we proceeded to spend our evening with Johnna, Grant and the boys. We watched a movie at our house, had dinner and spent time together admiring the new TV and playing with the boys in my Barbie room. (ha, ha!) It was the perfect ending to a perfect day, and a wonderful week. Here is a cute picture I took of Johnna and her boys. Golly, they are too cute! I sure use those words alot, don't I? ;-) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNtN5b-s_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mnrB5km7RxE/s1600-h/Johnna+%26+her+beautiful+boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292694072614368242" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNtN5b-s_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mnrB5km7RxE/s320/Johnna+%26+her+beautiful+boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family so much.  ;-)  More to come later! Till next entry~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-775137446828363707?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/775137446828363707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=775137446828363707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/775137446828363707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/775137446828363707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-ally-hicks.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ally...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SXNqnHBTg5I/AAAAAAAAANw/koslpDRCjUw/s72-c/Happy+Birthday+Ally.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5852544648777916596</id><published>2009-01-10T11:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T12:16:55.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies when you're having fun...</title><content type='html'>...and fun it's been indeed. This week has been so marvelous. I never wanted it to end. Who could ask for anything more? Turning off the alarm clock and sleeping in each morning. I really wanted to hide it in the closet, but I couldn't because then I wouldn't know what time it was in the bedroom. Not like I really cared about time. I had absolutely no cares in the world. It's been wonderful to stay in my home each day, cleaning and organizing, and most importantly writing in my book. (Can you believe I'm on my final draft now? It's about time huh!) If I could live this kind of life that I've had this week - for the rest of my life - I would never have a bad day EVER again. I'm young and gulible, so I really believe that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway...on with the more exciting news. On Monday, Bob and I went absolutely crazy! Somebody better put us away for life! But when you do, please promise me that you will keep us in the living room so we can stay sitting in front of this: our new toy, and the newest addition to the JenBob clan...our new bundle of joy...and oh, do we LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWj9IXS3AhI/AAAAAAAAANg/oO4_jg9VSB8/s1600-h/Bob+loves+our+new+toy!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289756082480546322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWj9IXS3AhI/AAAAAAAAANg/oO4_jg9VSB8/s320/Bob+loves+our+new+toy!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67 inches of glory. =) See how Bob beams with pride??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is such a beautiful TV. I could stare at it all day long, I'm so in love. (Don't worry, one of them is Bob.) They came on Tuesday to deliver it, and Wednesday for installation. (Thanks Robert and Mike, even though you will never read this, you were both quite entertaining.) So far we've watched all four seasons of LOST, which is one of our favorite TV shows, and just a couple of other movies and football games. (And by the way, YEAH for the GATORS, you guys rock!! I knew you'd beat Oklahoma in the BCS championship game, Tebo, I just knew it!!) Anyway, it's been so much fun. Bob and I can hardly tear ourselves away. And look at all the space we will save in our living room. It's amazing. Yeah, we love it. It's our new bundle of joy that I didnt even need to deliver myself, and better yet, it doesn't cry or keep me up at night. (LOL~ yeah, very funny, Jen) Well, actually, it does scream every hour for me to watch it, and it does kinda keep me from going to bed on time...so I guess that was a pretty bad analogy =) Forgive me, but I've been on vacation, I'm just a little loopy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loopy and happy!! But now it's time to get back slowly into the real world of alarm clocks, showering, (ha, ha!) driving myself to work when I'm too tired to think, and wishing I could spend more time at home. At least I have a new fun bill to pay off now - it will certainly make going to work worth it in the end!  Life is good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next entry...Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5852544648777916596?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5852544648777916596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5852544648777916596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5852544648777916596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5852544648777916596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-flies-when-youre-having-fun.html' title='Time flies when you&apos;re having fun...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWj9IXS3AhI/AAAAAAAAANg/oO4_jg9VSB8/s72-c/Bob+loves+our+new+toy!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-3507086093675452053</id><published>2009-01-04T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:39:48.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud of my boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWEer_VTfOI/AAAAAAAAANY/i5WfxHQviiI/s1600-h/My+Bros.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287541178593672418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWEer_VTfOI/AAAAAAAAANY/i5WfxHQviiI/s320/My+Bros.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...and who wouldn't be? Look how darn cute they are. Studs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWEYjctRXnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/euEgmCUYE6I/s1600-h/Larry+and+Darin+Sunday+Best.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287534434790235762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWEYjctRXnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/euEgmCUYE6I/s320/Larry+and+Darin+Sunday+Best.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darin is on the left, and Larry on the right. Homeboys! Larry got a new suit for Christmas - complements of the Littleton Fifth Ward, and he wore it to church today for the first time. He looked so handsome and so proud, he couldnt stop grinning, and I couldn't help but take a picture of him when we came home. His smile was something I wanted to capture on camera forever. I love both of Bob's brothers so much. They live downstairs in our home, renting out the basement from Bob and I, and together they bring much light, love, laughter, (and not to mention crazy adventures) to our household. It kinda has that "Three's Company" type of feeling except that there are four of us, and nobody is gay. I wouldn't have my life any other way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year continues, and so does the fun &amp;amp; entertaining world of the JenBob. Bob's grandmother ended up in the hospital Friday evening because she was having a difficult time breathing, but thank goodness she is doing okay and will be able to go home soon. Bob and Larry spent time with her on Saturday and gave her a Priesthood blessing. Meanwhile I finished the laundry, cleaned out our fridge and scrubbed it, vacuumed, and worked on organizing the bed room. I also visited the chiropractor and lifted weights while jamming to my favorite "Prince" tunes. =) It was a wonderful day. In the evening, Bob and I had a double date with our friends, Laura and Leif. =) We went out to a fun seafood restaurant and pigged out to our hearts content. We stopped at the new house that L&amp;amp;L will be renting the next year (what a gorgeous house!!) then closed our evening with Richard and Carla and the kids, talking in the living room, playing with the kids, and pigging out on Peanut Butter brittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was snowing and freezing...yet we still stopped for ice cream. I think I have, like, the COOLEST friends ever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWkxPNdZvaI/AAAAAAAAANo/otFuE6LrVA8/s1600-h/On+our+double+date.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289813374704139682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWkxPNdZvaI/AAAAAAAAANo/otFuE6LrVA8/s320/On+our+double+date.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Bob and I eating with our best friends at Joe's Crabshack. Mmmmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life wonderful? Yeah, it's pretty fantastic. I love my life~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the vacation celebration begin! Till next entry~&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy, Joy Joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWEYjctRXnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/euEgmCUYE6I/s1600-h/Larry+and+Darin+Sunday+Best.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-3507086093675452053?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/3507086093675452053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=3507086093675452053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3507086093675452053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3507086093675452053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/proud-of-my-boys.html' title='Proud of my boys...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SWEer_VTfOI/AAAAAAAAANY/i5WfxHQviiI/s72-c/My+Bros.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-1423593498237524492</id><published>2009-01-02T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:38:29.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having way too much fun...</title><content type='html'>...and probably annoying my husband in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I love about the month of January is that I never fail to waste any time working on my New Years Resolutions. First thing this morning I was jumping around the bed, telling my handsome hubby to get up right away so we could hit the gym. After working out for half an hour (I love that eliptical!!) we went to Office Depot so I could buy new paper for my 2009 planner. Oh, and guess who we saw while there -standning in line?? Adele Arakawa, anchor from Channel Nine News - right there in front of us! I watch her every single day and I absolutely love her! Too bad I was all sweaty and dirty, otherwise I would have asked for her autograph. But being as I was, I was much too shy. So we simply admired her from afar, and gave the clerk a hard time about not recognizing her! (Silly boy!!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then we hit Subway for lunch and came home for the day. I love not having to work on Friday! I know Bob wanted to sit and enjoy his afternoon, but I was eager to take the Christmas decorations down outside. Then, after putting together my new planner and writing all the birthdays of my family and friends, for the next three hours I worked on my Barbie/Scrapbook room - getting it all cleaned and organized for the new year. And that was a project that I loved, every single minute of it. My goal was to get rid of anything I hadn't touched over the past year, and put everything else in it's place. This is my room, my special place, the place where my book will finally be completed. It's also the place I keep my Barbies and my scrapbooking things, all the things that make me Jen. =) I kept bothering Bob to come and see all the fun work that I've done! Bob, come and see all the trash I have! Bob, come and see all the things I will be giving away to Goodwill! Come and see! Come and see! Be proud of me, Bob! Love me!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm annoying. Thank goodness Bob still loves me. At least, that's what he tells me. I hope he truly means it still...LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm happy because this is the second room I've organized in two days. You gotta love being a dork! I love it! =)  I've been collecting Barbies since I was four years old, and now I have exactly 118 Barbies displayed in my room, the last time I checked. You're still thinking dork?  LOL~I know, it's true. I'm just a big kid that refuses to grow up. I guess I don't really have to yet, being that I still have no kids of my own  LOL~  This house needs one really bad, so for now I will play the role.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love the month of January. Now it's time to chill and rest from my labors. Okay, so not really much labor for me, but I'm sure it's been for Bob. What's next on the list for tomorrow?? Not sure yet, but I'm sure it's something fun... =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I'm a dork. &lt;br /&gt;XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-1423593498237524492?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/1423593498237524492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=1423593498237524492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1423593498237524492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1423593498237524492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/having-way-too-much-fun.html' title='Having way too much fun...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-6042608531367706334</id><published>2009-01-01T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T15:27:10.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Celebration, The JenBob style</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1G-OB0gMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4yWwS6dTIYc/s1600-h/JenBob+Toast+in+the+New+Year.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286459572334395586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1G-OB0gMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4yWwS6dTIYc/s200/JenBob+Toast+in+the+New+Year.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aren't we cute? LOL~ Here we are, toasting in the New Year 2009...JenBob style. We didn't have the appropriate wine glasses to use for the toast, I forgotten that I'd given them away last year to my sister. But that's okay, we still had the cheap, plastic hawaii glasses to use, and they were just as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1IT0gAh_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/BaminuaO3tc/s1600-h/Jen+and+Mom+Toast+in+the+New+Year.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286461042950440946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1IT0gAh_I/AAAAAAAAAM4/BaminuaO3tc/s200/Jen+and+Mom+Toast+in+the+New+Year.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And here's my mother and I, after we finished our midnight smooches with our handsome men. She is such a cutie, and undoubtedly has become, just over the past couple years, one of the best friends I've ever had. I can't remember the last New Years Eve that I didn't spend with her. It's been such a rough year for her, first getting the news that she had colon cancer, then spending the entire year fighting it with chemo, radiation, nasty surgery, and then even more chemo. She whispered in my ear last night that her body is completely clean of the cancer, and my heart just melt with the news. After such a long and painful fight, she has won. I can never thank the Lord enough for that. I can never thank the Lord enough for my mother, who has become so much more to me than just a mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....my mom recently met the nicest man that she has been teaching the piano to. His name is Les. (She thinks he looks like Mel Gibson, but I'm leaning more towards Bob's handsome Uncle Fred.) He's very cute, and loads of fun. He loves football too, so I'm really hoping that someday soon he can break my mother in... ;-) So here they are together. Hubba Hubba Mom!! Score!! ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1JsqW8oUI/AAAAAAAAANA/doPkw2KzCl8/s1600-h/Mom+and+Mel+Gibson.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286462569236439362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1JsqW8oUI/AAAAAAAAANA/doPkw2KzCl8/s200/Mom+and+Mel+Gibson.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We had so much fun last night, I'll never forget it. Bob and I finally went to sleep at 2am, and woke up to the sound of NO alarm clock!! ;-) We took the tree and other Christmas decorations down ( I didnt cry this year because I'm super glad the holidays are over LOL~) I'm excited for the new year to begin. I had a ball cleaning and doing the laundry. It feels great to be organized. Life is good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Till next entry, (and there will be more this year, I promise!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-6042608531367706334?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/6042608531367706334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=6042608531367706334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6042608531367706334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6042608531367706334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-celebration-jenbob-style.html' title='New Years Celebration, The JenBob style'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SV1G-OB0gMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4yWwS6dTIYc/s72-c/JenBob+Toast+in+the+New+Year.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8027517394031048157</id><published>2008-12-31T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:14:05.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, so we're still up...</title><content type='html'>...and partying on this first day of January, 2009. It's hard to sleep knowing that we have the next 13 days off and we don't have ANYWHERE to go! No obligations, no alarm clock, no anything. Just us, taking care of each other and doing the things we want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, what a life. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at my New Years resolutions from last year and smiling out loud. =)   Normally I'm disapointed in myself because I don't accomplish those things that I desire throughout the year. Either I get lazy, or forgetfull - or sometimes I just stop caring altogether. Well, this year something different happened. I actually succeeded in a huge goal that I set for myself in Janary of 2007. I shed 31 unwanted pounds from my body!! =) It was a goal I had set for many years, and I finally proved to myself I could do it. So I just had to share. I found this picture that I took when I lost that first 20 pounds a couple of months ago, and now I've added 11 more. It gives me hope for this new year that I can accomplish anything my heart desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SVx5gsVxnAI/AAAAAAAAALw/IPSWVUsLgW4/s1600-h/Goals+can+be+reached.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286233665191386114" style="WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SVx5gsVxnAI/AAAAAAAAALw/IPSWVUsLgW4/s200/Goals+can+be+reached.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me - what a trip, eh?? I normally hate looking at pictures of myself, but it's hard to take my eyes off this one  LOL~  Okay, Jen, shut up and go to bed now. Well, here's to a brand new year, and making all of our dreams come true! (Clink the glasses!!) By this time next year, "The Song of the Piano Man" will be my first novel to hit the stores...Sounds good huh!! But hey, a girl can dream, right?? I swear I'm gonna make it happen. I am bound and determined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8027517394031048157?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8027517394031048157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8027517394031048157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8027517394031048157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8027517394031048157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/12/okay-so-were-still-up.html' title='Okay, so we&apos;re still up...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SVx5gsVxnAI/AAAAAAAAALw/IPSWVUsLgW4/s72-c/Goals+can+be+reached.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-7843942704751620417</id><published>2008-12-31T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:31:35.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009!!   ;-)</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year to the JenBob!  What a fun night of celebration we had with our family - my husband and his brothers, my mother and her friend Les, as we toasted to one another and welcomed in the new year. My mom is so cute - we celebrate together every year. I am looking forward to a new year. As fun as the holidays were, they were much too busy and stressful for me, so I am super glad they are over. It's time for a new beginning and I'm looking forward to a fabulous new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals and resolutions for this year?? Yes, it seems like in most years past I expect way too much of myself. But this year I will be more realistic in my goal setting. What matters the most? To be closer to my Savior, closer to my family, to build better relationships with my friends, and just be happy in everything that I do!  Trust my life to the Lord's hands, and come what may.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures and more celebrations to come. Right now it's late, it's time to kiss the family goodbye, turn out the lights and lay down my sleepy head next to the handsome head of my eternal companion. I'm on vacation this week, so I'm giddy and drunken with happiness and joy. Whatever in the world will I do with myself??  I am way too excited to find out! =)  I will keep you posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, here's to the Happiest New Year ever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-7843942704751620417?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/7843942704751620417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=7843942704751620417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7843942704751620417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7843942704751620417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009!!   ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-3225331424450249727</id><published>2008-12-07T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:14:33.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World, Riker!!  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxwR8KMXMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/24ETGPz9dms/s1600-h/Riker+&amp;amp;+Momma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216316880346306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxwR8KMXMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/24ETGPz9dms/s200/Riker+%26+Momma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxv_2jvygI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Zp-FBHAKZB0/s1600-h/Austinn+&amp;amp;+Riker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277216006139267586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxv_2jvygI/AAAAAAAAAKM/Zp-FBHAKZB0/s200/Austinn+%26+Riker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxvz6xat3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/FNsGrqljNSU/s1600-h/Austinn+&amp;amp;+Bob+&amp;amp;+Riker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277215801111918450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxvz6xat3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/FNsGrqljNSU/s200/Austinn+%26+Bob+%26+Riker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a happy weekend this has been. ;-) On Saturday morning, my nephew Riker Jonathan O'Brien came into the world. Both mom and baby are doing great - healthy and happy and strong. I didnt go into the delivery room this time (I've seen three amazing deliveries, all precious and treasured experiences for me, thanks to Johnna and Laura, but I think I'm done spending time in them observing - unless by some miracle I will be in a delivery room for a child of my own.) Anyway, my hubby and I went to the hospital today and spent lots of time with my sister and her beautiful family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxvZjfERdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iHZ8EvBSZZg/s1600-h/Jen+&amp;amp;+Riker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277215348184335826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxvZjfERdI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iHZ8EvBSZZg/s200/Jen+%26+Riker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of my sister Johnna. She is a strong, amazing woman and the most wonderful mother for her two boys. They are very lucky to have her. I admire her for all she has been through, and for making childbirth and motherhood look like a piece of cake. I'm excited to be an Aunt again, and I look forward to getting to know Riker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and he is not allowed to grow up. He will need to be an infant forever and ever... he, he!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, welcome to the world, Riker - and congrats to the O'Brien family!! You are all amazing. Bob and I dont know what we would ever do without you. Thank goodness families are forever...that way, we never need to worry about loosing them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-3225331424450249727?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/3225331424450249727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=3225331424450249727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3225331424450249727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3225331424450249727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-world-riker.html' title='Welcome to the World, Riker!!  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/STxwR8KMXMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/24ETGPz9dms/s72-c/Riker+%26+Momma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-6908673654491548201</id><published>2008-11-26T13:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T14:19:01.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A time of thanksgiving...a time to rejoice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SS3Cnnb-vuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kARHJOxg4ck/s1600-h/October+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273084724577746658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SS3Cnnb-vuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kARHJOxg4ck/s320/October+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the day off from work today, and I've been taking some time to reflect on my life, and to ponder all of my blessings. I am grateful first of all for Bob... my husband. Yesterday we celebrated his 21st birthday (ha, ha!) . We had dinner together with his family (lasagna, his favorite!) and spent the evening laughing and enjoying our time together. All night long I couldnt help but stare at my husband's handsome face. What a precious man he is. We've been married for 12 incredible years. He makes me laugh everyday. He takes care of every need I have, physically, mentally, and emotionally. He gives me his shoulder to cry on. He blesses my life with the priesthood. He works hard to provide for our family, to care for his brothers, to be there for all of his family members. He never complains. He is strong. He longs for children of his own, and I long somday to provide that need for him. He is my strength and my all. Again, he makes me laugh every single day. He is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my family. I love my mom and my Dad. No matter how old I get, I still need them desperately in my life. They have loved and supported me. They have turned me into the woman I am today, a woman of great love and faith. They taught me well. My four sisters have been my greatest friends. I can turn to them when I need love and support, or simply a shoulder to cry on. I watch them, and I learn from them. I love how they each love the members of their own families. I love watching them live their lives, and growing more beautiful each day. My life would mean nothing without them. And I'm grateful to be an aunt for all of their children. I love each child as if they were my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my in-laws. I never had any brothers growing up, and now I have seven of them, including the three men in my sister's lives. Like my own family, they have always been there for me. And I have a couple of other sisters whom I love with all my heart. Annie is my best friend, she listens and she cares. Mom and Grandma are just like my own flesh and blood. How I love them for letting me "borrow" their son and brother. The Justus family is truly my eternal family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my friends. I always have someone I can count on, through the good times and the bad. So many precious faces fill my head when I think of my friends, and they all know exactly who they are. The list would be too long. I love and cherish them dearly. I could never get through this life without my friends. I'm so thankful we are all in this life together, and we can all turn to each other in times of need. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SS3JBdFETYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8eun-X8d6_o/s1600-h/JenBob"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273091765543652738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SS3JBdFETYI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/8eun-X8d6_o/s200/JenBob%27s+Luau+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my pets. I'm grateful for my home, my church and my God. I am grateful to have a prophet here on earth. I'm grateful for my health, for my job, and for public transportation. I'm grateful for all my experiences on this earth, both the good times and the bad. Yes, I'm even grateful for the trials that push me, and shape me.  It's a wonderful world, and I am truly a blessed person. These are my thoughts at this glorious time of feasting and thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis the season to be happy, to love and to rejoice. Happy Happy Joy Joy, and to all a very Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SS3H1wFX-CI/AAAAAAAAAJs/4w8Altb8bQw/s1600-h/JenBob"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-6908673654491548201?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/6908673654491548201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=6908673654491548201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6908673654491548201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6908673654491548201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/11/time-of-thanksgivinga-time-to-rejoice.html' title='A time of thanksgiving...a time to rejoice!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SS3Cnnb-vuI/AAAAAAAAAJk/kARHJOxg4ck/s72-c/October+2008+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-649039101128344497</id><published>2008-11-17T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T08:31:43.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The holidays came early!  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZo8FfysI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RohlOf1m8So/s1600-h/My+family+under+the+tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661967603190466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZo8FfysI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RohlOf1m8So/s320/My+family+under+the+tree.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love my eternal family...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZjqiaRVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ul9tjK6I3No/s1600-h/With+Austinn+and+Ally.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661876993279314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZjqiaRVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Ul9tjK6I3No/s320/With+Austinn+and+Ally.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;This was the best night I've had in such a long time. All week I'd been stressed out, having to work many hours of mandatory overtime, having no time at all to clean my home or spend time with my precious husband. I'd come home from work grumpy and tired, not feeling like doing much. Bob was so loving and so supportive, and he took such good care of me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZQnteKdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f0EO7Eoi4Ow/s1600-h/My+beautiful+sisters+and+me.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661549816850898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZQnteKdI/AAAAAAAAAJE/f0EO7Eoi4Ow/s320/My+beautiful+sisters+and+me.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday night, my mother wanted to have us over to help set up and decorate her Christmas tree for the holidays. Only I had no idea exactly how much fun this night was going to be. &gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having all of my sisters in the same room at the same time is extremely rare. We were all together. ;-) It was so much fun just to catch up on each other's lives and bond with my sisters all over again. I love them with all of my heart. They are my life!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZdMmwE1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/D4r-3O6YEt0/s1600-h/My+crazy+siblings.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269661765879206738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZdMmwE1I/AAAAAAAAAJM/D4r-3O6YEt0/s320/My+crazy+siblings.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi brought Ally and Conner. Johnna brought Austinn (and my newest nephew will soon be joining us in a matter of weeks!) Heather and Rachel brought their contagious laughter and their beautiful smiles. Eggnog and brownies, and even more treats, complements of Mom, Grant and Bob. ;-) It was a wonderful night, and it made all of my stress from the week fade away into the darkness. I've got the best family in the entire world, and that's the truth... ppppppppppptththhtthh!! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-649039101128344497?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/649039101128344497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=649039101128344497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/649039101128344497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/649039101128344497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays-came-early.html' title='The holidays came early!  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SSGZo8FfysI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RohlOf1m8So/s72-c/My+family+under+the+tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-2908786060579545105</id><published>2008-10-10T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:03:57.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, Daddy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SPA5P-pTXMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kAON4PSbP-w/s1600-h/Remember+Daddy+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255763711818423490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SPA5P-pTXMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kAON4PSbP-w/s320/Remember+Daddy+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One year ago, we said goodbye to a very special person - my father in law, my buddy and my eternal friend, JD Justus. Oh, how I miss him. Tonight we gathered at his grave to sing hymns, to talk about the good times, and to remember his life on earth, and celebrate him. We had dinner together as a family, gathered around a rable full of love, tears and warmth. How lucky was I to marry into this incredible family?? I could never tell you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to talk about the night he died. Instead, I will share a simple poem with you that I wrote especially for Dad, which I read at his funeral services. I entitled it "JD - Jen's Dad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The first day I saw you, the Lord had done his job. I'd been struck hard by lightning, by falling in love with Bob.&lt;br /&gt;In your family house we stood...staring, grinning, face to face. I finally met Bob father, JD. And attempted to win his grace.&lt;br /&gt;"Who are you?" he boldly asked. "Will you forever be the one? To coddle and to spoil, and promise to love my son?"&lt;br /&gt;My eyes filled with tears, as I pledged all that I had. And I waited patiently for the day, when JD would become "Jen's Dad."&lt;br /&gt;Such a kind and pleasant man, with your patient loving eyes. Who loved and served your family, with a heart larger than your size.&lt;br /&gt;All the days turned quick to years, and dawning each new day. Came the pleasure and the joy, whenever Dad and I would play.&lt;br /&gt;Cabin Trips and Thursday nights...even to Kansas we would roam. I loved every second of my dad, and never wanted to come home.&lt;br /&gt;Only now our trips will change, and we're forced to say goodbye. I'll gaze softly towards the heavens, trying hard not to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Spread your wings, my beloved JD, and fly not too far away. We know that families are forever, and we'll meet again one day.&lt;br /&gt;Your arms will open wide. And to your handsome face I'll run. But for now I must wait patiently, and love you deeper through your son.&lt;br /&gt;I can see that day so clearly now...our eyes and hearts again will meet. And as a family we'll gather round, to sit happily near our Lord's feet.&lt;br /&gt;Round the One who made life possible - and for eternity we will be. Sealed as father and adopted daughter -Jen and her dad, JD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255768284543610786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SPA9aJX8b6I/AAAAAAAAAI8/p0KLsnVoI04/s320/Annie,+Jenny+and+Daddy+Two.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My last picture taken with my Daddy and my sister in law, Annie in October 2007. He is never far from my heart. To him, I dedicate this blog entry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss you, Dad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-2908786060579545105?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/2908786060579545105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=2908786060579545105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2908786060579545105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2908786060579545105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-you-daddy.html' title='I love you, Daddy...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SPA5P-pTXMI/AAAAAAAAAI0/kAON4PSbP-w/s72-c/Remember+Daddy+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8941364815090039307</id><published>2008-09-28T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T15:24:29.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snooooozin' Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SOAA8jMI8xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XJsQZ1bgUbQ/s1600-h/Zzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251198205752308498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SOAA8jMI8xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XJsQZ1bgUbQ/s320/Zzzzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You ever feel like doin' this??? ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've had a wild weekend, but not enough rest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you've had a little too much to eat, but not enough ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the Broncos cannot beat one of the worst teams in the league...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it anyway, it's time for a nap!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You tell em, Shori!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8941364815090039307?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8941364815090039307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8941364815090039307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8941364815090039307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8941364815090039307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/09/snooooozin-sunday.html' title='Snooooozin&apos; Sunday...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SOAA8jMI8xI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XJsQZ1bgUbQ/s72-c/Zzzzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-1126547323431704853</id><published>2008-09-28T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:45:56.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never bring cupcakes to the Nursery!!  ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_6d7yTAjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-FdC823zgxY/s1600-h/Um,+Ivy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251191082709090866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_6d7yTAjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-FdC823zgxY/s320/Um,+Ivy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_6Crc2cHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TnKdrrGpwaM/s1600-h/Cupcake+Cash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251190614467702898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_6Crc2cHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TnKdrrGpwaM/s320/Cupcake+Cash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_4EKQ43MI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nulynv1cLX4/s1600-h/Cupcake+Jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251188440895642818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_4EKQ43MI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nulynv1cLX4/s320/Cupcake+Jason.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_31yY0fHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iobOu-ZGUF4/s1600-h/Cupcake+Mickel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251188193968290930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_31yY0fHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/iobOu-ZGUF4/s320/Cupcake+Mickel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_3lByu45I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r94uYzgMmfs/s1600-h/Jared+gone+cupcake+crazy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251187906045731730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_3lByu45I/AAAAAAAAAHA/r94uYzgMmfs/s320/Jared+gone+cupcake+crazy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My husband Bob and I are lucky to serve each Sunday in the nursery - we watch all the children ages 18 months-3 years old while their parents attend their Sunday classes. I love this service because it gives the parents a well needed break, and we get the chance to play with the kids and spoil them rotten, eat good food, play with toys and get ourselves messy. And of course we teach them about Jesus Christ, and God's love for them. But anyway, today we had a special celebration because it's the last time we will be all together in the same classroom. Long story, but to put it simply, the two wards who meet in our building are splitting. So our class will be devided into two classes, and I won't get to see all of the kids each week anymore. We wanted to show all the kids how much we love them. So today we brought special treats in the nursery - CUPCAKES!!! Thank goodness I had my camera so I could capture these moments on film. Look how cute they are in the pictures - especially Ivy who leaned over to eat her cupcake without her hands!!  ;-)  Man, I love these kids with all my heart - their friendship in my life is such a blessing. And may their parents forgive me for their chocolate covered faces, dirty clothes, and the suger highs they must have had when they got home. Bob said they could send us their laundry bill.. ;-)  But anyhow, we learned a very valuable lesson today- NEVER bring cupcakes to the nursery!! You can never have enough wet-wipes handy... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-1126547323431704853?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/1126547323431704853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=1126547323431704853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1126547323431704853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1126547323431704853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-bring-cupcakes-to-nursery.html' title='Never bring cupcakes to the Nursery!!  ;-)'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_6d7yTAjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/-FdC823zgxY/s72-c/Um,+Ivy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8785586383838136346</id><published>2008-09-28T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:26:47.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Happy Joy Joy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_ooCn247I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3cLlIkvs8Mc/s1600-h/Saying+goodbye+to+my+bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251171465133745074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_ooCn247I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3cLlIkvs8Mc/s320/Saying+goodbye+to+my+bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my face looked like on Friday when I had to say goodbye to my gym at work. They are closing it down because we'll be moving buildings in a couple of weeks, and unfortunately they will not have a gym anymore in our new building. I'm pretty sad about that, considering that I've lost 27 pounds over the past four months - thanks to this fun little room. I am really going to miss it, especially when the snow starts to fall. This fun bike has become a really good friend to me over the past few weeks, and I hate to say goodbye. Oh well, it's just a bike, it doesn't even know my name, and it's just sitting here in this room. But still... I hate change!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_pma5m33I/AAAAAAAAAGY/z8GZ4gfO1KU/s1600-h/My+birthday+buddy+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251172536802533234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_pma5m33I/AAAAAAAAAGY/z8GZ4gfO1KU/s320/My+birthday+buddy+and+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Justin!!! My little buddy Justin turns 11 years old this weekend. Bob and I spent the day with him and his family yesterday. I can't believe how quickly 11 years has gone by. I remember the day Justin was born, and how lucky I was to be in the delivery room with his mother, father and grandmother Lyn. When he finally came into the world, I squeeled so hard and jumped up and down for joy! He was such a blessing into our lives, and he continues to be so. I was fortunate to be his nanny for the first year of his life, and watch as he smiled for the first time, talked for the first time and took his first steps. He's an amazing young man, and he will always be my little buddy. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUSTIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_suNQS00I/AAAAAAAAAGg/19dDAQVyeRA/s1600-h/Shori+in+her+highchair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251175969113428802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_suNQS00I/AAAAAAAAAGg/19dDAQVyeRA/s320/Shori+in+her+highchair.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look how big Justin's baby sister is getting. Shori is already sitting in her high chair like a big girl and giggling and coo-ing as she watches the world around her. She is getting more pretty each and every day. My husband watched over her while Laura and I packed boxes and got things done. And I can't blame her for being so comfortable around my handsome Bob that she fell asleep. Bob has that certain magical charm about him. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_pma5m33I/AAAAAAAAAGY/z8GZ4gfO1KU/s1600-h/My+birthday+buddy+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_t857yKmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/u2zSsVLE77Q/s1600-h/Shori+falls+asleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251177321136794210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_t857yKmI/AAAAAAAAAGo/u2zSsVLE77Q/s320/Shori+falls+asleep.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tegan Robert - such a handsome little guy who loves to show off to his Aunt Jen and Uncle Bob. This is Tegan hiding under the kitchen table. He never fails to make us laugh when we're around him - he's such a fun monkey boy with a unique, special spirit!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_xgY9gLWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Icyf6jZW4JU/s1600-h/Tegan+Olsen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251181229295807842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_xgY9gLWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Icyf6jZW4JU/s320/Tegan+Olsen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_z2uU47DI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VSsAQaQtiLM/s1600-h/Laura+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251183812011420722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_z2uU47DI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VSsAQaQtiLM/s320/Laura+and+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what I would do without my special family and friends who share their lives and share their families with me. Laura has always been a person who has allowed me to feel like I'm a part of her family, and share her children and their lives with me, and I could never thank her enough for that. She is a special, wonderful friend!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy indeed!! More to come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8785586383838136346?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8785586383838136346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8785586383838136346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8785586383838136346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8785586383838136346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='Happy Happy Joy Joy!!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SN_ooCn247I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3cLlIkvs8Mc/s72-c/Saying+goodbye+to+my+bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5809311835014852042</id><published>2008-09-08T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T13:52:01.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cutest gal at the luau - wasn't me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c5594c77a848777c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5594c77a848777c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55E11B7B90131CDB3068948E13324FAAD8D03876.5D20D33039744EB01926C7C92A4DE36A910FAE2F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5594c77a848777c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK2UjcwLD_AdOpjspUYDJxzt03QQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc5594c77a848777c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55E11B7B90131CDB3068948E13324FAAD8D03876.5D20D33039744EB01926C7C92A4DE36A910FAE2F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc5594c77a848777c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DK2UjcwLD_AdOpjspUYDJxzt03QQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;    Here is the cutest guest at my luau  ;-)  Just watch this, and you can't help but agree with me.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the party ended, my best friends were the last people to leave - Annie, my wonderful sister in law, and my Laura with her family.  I'm so glad they stayed awhile - we hung out and played guitar hero and watched Annie and Shori fall asleep on the couch.  It was the perfect ending to a perfect party!  I'll never forget it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5809311835014852042?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c5594c77a848777c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5809311835014852042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5809311835014852042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5809311835014852042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5809311835014852042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/09/cutest-gal-at-luau-wasnt-me.html' title='The cutest gal at the luau - wasn&apos;t me!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-8233761235821890128</id><published>2008-09-07T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T20:29:47.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Luau~ JenBob Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-eac63954aa0cd6a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0eac63954aa0cd6a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6887638A010B55C56C67B03068FD21FCE850FF7F.5A209D566E5B66FEED1201B5DE77D509AB5E4816%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deac63954aa0cd6a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHw8JI1YXr1XBjRA0NmRyQO5srOE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0eac63954aa0cd6a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6887638A010B55C56C67B03068FD21FCE850FF7F.5A209D566E5B66FEED1201B5DE77D509AB5E4816%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Deac63954aa0cd6a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHw8JI1YXr1XBjRA0NmRyQO5srOE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Okay - how to explain how much fun we had this weekend? Where to even begin? Bob and I decided that we wanted to have a special party for our family and our closest friends - something to celebrate the end of the summer, and the beginning of our favorite time of the year - FOOTBALL season and the fall. We also wanted to share our new home with our loved ones, and give Larry and Darin (Bob's brothers who live in our basement) a special night they would always remember. And what better way to accomplish this than to throw a party - Hawaiian style!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2b0e5c8ca7be0752" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b0e5c8ca7be0752%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CEB071185ED22AE1A5277353DE9E83EB7F2B138.84E00A66AFAD942462AA0AE54F6C1B1C43DFA40A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b0e5c8ca7be0752%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8VuDXiAbKg6pxUm5rvLQKmEsHXk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b0e5c8ca7be0752%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1CEB071185ED22AE1A5277353DE9E83EB7F2B138.84E00A66AFAD942462AA0AE54F6C1B1C43DFA40A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b0e5c8ca7be0752%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8VuDXiAbKg6pxUm5rvLQKmEsHXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so after weeks of preparation, catering real Hawaiian food from L&amp;amp;L Hawaiian BBQ, renting tables and chairs and decorations from various party stores, and spending almost 12 hours cleaning up the yard, trimming trees, and putting everything together, the day of our luau finally arrived - last Saturday evening. We had a pretty good turn out, even though not all of our family members were able to make it. I was so happy to look around my yard and to see the faces of all my family who did come. And my friends whom I have always considered to be part of my family. The kids ran around and played with the toys in the gift bags that my husband had put together for them. The food was delicious. We lit bamboo torches which were spread all around us to make the atmosphere more "Hawaiiany" (even though I have a major fear of fires, especially around so many trees and dry grass. We only had one minor incident when a torch fell over, but Shannon was able to put it out quickly with water, thank goodness. I'd hate to loose my new house so soon LOL~ ) But anyway, the whole thing was just so much fun, and so wonderful to see and spend time with my loved ones all evening long. Everyone received a lei as they entered our backyard, and I gave them all a hug and kiss. ;-) Larry made papaya ice cream slushies for desert, and also cookies to share. I wanted the party to last forever - it was fun to chill, relax and laugh alot. Thank goodness my mom had her camera with her, and was able to catch lots of moments that I would have missed otherwise. Thanks mommy!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-909ce4628e4dd24a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D909ce4628e4dd24a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB72EB11A89539C4E03CD644D0F4EE74408788DA.D1BD6C6F15BC7CBAAA2D1F411A59399FFB020A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D909ce4628e4dd24a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3vgTvosnFEnLSiR6q6ZvMTZe9Lw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D909ce4628e4dd24a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DB72EB11A89539C4E03CD644D0F4EE74408788DA.D1BD6C6F15BC7CBAAA2D1F411A59399FFB020A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D909ce4628e4dd24a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3vgTvosnFEnLSiR6q6ZvMTZe9Lw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;But the best part of the evening was a special guest star that arrived to sing and perform for us while we finished eating. It was Hawaiian Elvis himself!! He sang to us and played the guitar and entertained the children. Wow, he was amazing. (I always knew that Elvis was still alive LOL~) I took many vidoes of him which I will share more in future entries, but the one I wanted to share tonight was Elvis singing to my mother. It was pretty hilarious! ;-) Please excuse the loud, obnoxious laughter that you hear - the camera lady was tickled too pink. You may want to turn your volume down, ha ha! But Elvis was awesome and he was worth every penny! The kids were dancing with him, and being his "band." It was too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e93b98bbfb05c13a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De93b98bbfb05c13a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFA58462C9F2C6DF7F3802F5CC6275C7B2B85CE5.4649BCE777C8E23025DDD197BDD6CD5DB6953F89%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De93b98bbfb05c13a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiUqVXa4pgNFBBJRs6GoqObb8YJE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De93b98bbfb05c13a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DFA58462C9F2C6DF7F3802F5CC6275C7B2B85CE5.4649BCE777C8E23025DDD197BDD6CD5DB6953F89%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De93b98bbfb05c13a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiUqVXa4pgNFBBJRs6GoqObb8YJE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;More to come later! I'm exhausted now and need to get some sleep. We have so much left over food to store, and so much party mess to clean up. But I LOVE cleaning, so it's not a big deal. ( I know, I'm a weird soul) It was all completely worth it, and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. In fact, Bob and I are thinking that this will become a tradition for the JenBob - a party that we will throw once a year. Next year - a Mexican fiesta!! ;-) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-8233761235821890128?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2b0e5c8ca7be0752&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=909ce4628e4dd24a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e93b98bbfb05c13a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=eac63954aa0cd6a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/8233761235821890128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=8233761235821890128' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8233761235821890128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/8233761235821890128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-luau-jenbob-style.html' title='Welcome to the Luau~ JenBob Style!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-3199701403631297148</id><published>2008-08-28T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T20:27:31.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Proud Aunt must share!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-54e50d8b07881717" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54e50d8b07881717%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83C07E4E0A8E4C48CFFDEEF141227ED75603AD7F.4F98DEACB877C2633E81E07C188676A300FD0520%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54e50d8b07881717%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp-Ka1ocigb9VDyH_E2C1mceiRs8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D54e50d8b07881717%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83C07E4E0A8E4C48CFFDEEF141227ED75603AD7F.4F98DEACB877C2633E81E07C188676A300FD0520%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D54e50d8b07881717%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dp-Ka1ocigb9VDyH_E2C1mceiRs8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so now I'm having some fun blogging and adding video clips. I took more movies and pictures of Austinn at his birthday party last weekend, and as a proud Aunt it becomes my preogative to share him with the world and to show him off. I'm not sure how many people read my blog anyway LOL~ so really it's all for me to see - I enjoy skimming over different blogs, including my own, as I sit at work and get restless, and I need to watch things to make me smile. ;-) And this video will work every time. I love my Aussie. We gave him a bunch of Incredible Hulk accessories which he just loved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I spent some time with my best friend and her family. I cannot believe how big our precious little Shori is getting. She is smiling and coo-ing and becoming even more adorable than the day she was born - which I thought would be utterly impossible. There's no way that Laura will ever let me adopt her now. ;-) I will post more pictures of her this weekend. Meanwhile, my hubby and I are taking a short road trip to Wyoming this Labor Day weekend to visit with members of his family. So Bon Voyage and happy weekend to all!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-3199701403631297148?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=54e50d8b07881717&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/3199701403631297148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=3199701403631297148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3199701403631297148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3199701403631297148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/08/proud-aunt-must-share.html' title='A Proud Aunt must share!!!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-1973622083479452041</id><published>2008-08-26T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:19:25.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't Take Much to Entertain me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-43058326088a8eb0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D43058326088a8eb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84CBD3B5B1CB990B948DF8334E158EE0088E341F.2299894A35CABA85D25C1D160E8320C34DEF8CA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D43058326088a8eb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuwZLNsFygQ_BXdrE9q1x45lk63c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D43058326088a8eb0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331186516%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D84CBD3B5B1CB990B948DF8334E158EE0088E341F.2299894A35CABA85D25C1D160E8320C34DEF8CA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D43058326088a8eb0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuwZLNsFygQ_BXdrE9q1x45lk63c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;   Introducing my handsome husband Bob, my sexy brother in law Grant, and my gorgeous pregnant sister Jo - celebrating Austinn's 4th birthday, and they're NOT drinking.  ;-)   Here's a short video clip I took of them. Doesn't take much to entertain my family. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday Austinn!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-1973622083479452041?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=43058326088a8eb0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/1973622083479452041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=1973622083479452041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1973622083479452041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/1973622083479452041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Take Much to Entertain me!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-5090031243538804086</id><published>2008-08-26T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:32:40.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Aussie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SLTJEwAcaUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/d7z5tqUDH14/s1600-h/Birthday+Boy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239033349982153026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SLTJEwAcaUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/d7z5tqUDH14/s320/Birthday+Boy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy 4th Birthday, Aussie!!  ;-)   We call him Aussie because his father is from Australlia. I can't believe my nephew is already four years old. Isn't he a cutie?  I was in the delivery room with my sister on the day he was born. I took a video of his birth, and watched as his parents held him proudly in their arms and named him Austinn.  I watched him grow over the years, and I loved every minute of our time together. And I still remember the day when he first said things like "Aunt Jen" and "I love you." It still tingles my entire skin to hear it.  I love being his Aunt. I am so happy that he is a part of my life.  We try to visit him at least once a week.  And it's cute when his father, my brother in law (who is from Australlia, like I mentioned, and has the most gorgeous accent) asks him, "Who is your favorite Aunt and Uncle?" he will smile and say, "Jen and Bob!"   I just love it!  Anyway, we celebrated his birthday with the entire family.  Grant made the most amazing cake (look at the dry ice coming out of the middle.) and he also cooked the most wonderful meal.  It was so much fun!  We also celebrated the wedding of my younger sister Heather and her new hubby Nate.  (I will show you some pictures later)  I love my family so much. They are the greatest blessings of my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy birthday, Austinn!!!!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-5090031243538804086?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/5090031243538804086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=5090031243538804086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5090031243538804086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/5090031243538804086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-aussie.html' title='My Aussie!!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SLTJEwAcaUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/d7z5tqUDH14/s72-c/Birthday+Boy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-6058291835945611849</id><published>2008-07-16T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:17:43.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home is where the heart is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH67tdxr2AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gSmtGyQtHXE/s1600-h/Daddy%27s+House.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223819007557883906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH67tdxr2AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gSmtGyQtHXE/s320/Daddy%27s+House.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so this was never the home that I've lived in, per se. But it's always been like a home to me, since the day we first met. ;-) It was the home where I first met my father in law - Jon David Justus, and all of his children. Many hearts lived and loved in this home. It was the home where my husband and his siblings grew up. It was a home full of laughter, love, pain and heartache. And most importantly, it was the home that Daddy loved, paid for by his own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father in law passed away last October. Since then, much love and work has gone into this special home by my husband and his siblings. Then it was lovingly put on the market on a Friday in June. A neat lady and her family walked through it on Saturday and had good feelings about it, especially the beautiful tree in the backyard. She proceeded to make an offer on Sunday. And it was sold immediately. Three days!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In today's horrible market, who would have thought the house would sell so quickly? We were truly blessed, and I know that Daddy had his hand in this as well! It also helped that we had the sweetest and most wonderful realtor in the entire world who worked very hard for us. (Thanks so much, Mo!) Bob's family did remarkable things to this home - especially Brad who put his entire life on hold to come out to Denver from Alaska for an entire month to work in this home. Lots of love and effort has been put into this project, and many tears have been shed in the meantime. It's hard to describe the emotions that I have witnessed within Bob's family. And I feel incredibly lucky to be a part of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first met Bob's father in this home while Bob was away in the Dominican Republic. He welcomed me with open arms and a soft heart, just as long as I promised to never hurt his son. After we married, we spent nearly every Thursday night here at this home, where I got to know and love Bob's family. As the years went by, many memories were created here. I loved the stories Bob and his family would share with me about their childhood. This was truly a special house, and I will miss it greatly. Just as I miss you, Daddy... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH6-UQ_H5dI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nNIsFgEcQt4/s1600-h/Missing+Dad.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223821873162741202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH6-UQ_H5dI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nNIsFgEcQt4/s320/Missing+Dad.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bob and I stood in the backyard for one final pose in front of his home. This home may never be in our possession again, but it's a place that will dwell in our hearts forever and ever...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH6_IvsxQVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aA1VaRZ5OIw/s1600-h/Me+on+the+hearth.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223822774760456530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH6_IvsxQVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/aA1VaRZ5OIw/s320/Me+on+the+hearth.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And here I am, trying to be cute in the front room, lying on the fireplace hearth that we stained a few weeks ago, and the place where I first remember meeting Bob's father. I was so nervous that night because I wanted Daddy to like me. Little did I know how close the two of us would become someday. He was so loving and kind - I never had to try hard to be somebody extra special. That's just how Daddy was. He accepted me for who I was, and never made me feel like I didn't belong in the family. I love him so much for that. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And that's all I have to say about that. I will never forget this precious house on Lee Street. It will live on in my heart forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH7AVH4dveI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0FNAMw_ar_Y/s1600-h/Brooke+and+Me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223824086922018274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH7AVH4dveI/AAAAAAAAAFw/0FNAMw_ar_Y/s320/Brooke+and+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry this picture is so red - it was taken on Bob's cell phone. When the house was officially sold, our sweet realtor and her family took us out for lunch. Monique recently had her first baby girl named Brooke - and this is me holding her, wanting to adopt her. I love the name Brooke, Bob and I always wanted to have a little girl named Brooke. This little girl is such a sweetie and I'm honored to offically call myself her Aunt Jen. ;-) I love being an Aunt! And I've never known a realtor who cares so much about her clients by giving them gift cards and taking them out to lunch. Monique is truly one of a kind! Thanks again Mo! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And now for my final picture of the evening, as long as I'm on the subject of Bob's special family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH7EQLJ78jI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WnFu-YNhtv4/s1600-h/Billy+and+Annie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223828399947772466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH7EQLJ78jI/AAAAAAAAAF4/WnFu-YNhtv4/s320/Billy+and+Annie.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Bob's sister - Anna. (I love to call her Annie, as she affectionately calls me Jenny) When I first met her, she couldnt stand me. She was a teenager, and not willing to share the men in her life, and I was kinda obnoxious myself. So I don't blame her at all. Today she has become one of the bestest friends I've ever had. And this is her with her new sweet boyfriend who came to visit her from Texas not too long ago - his name is Billy! ;-) Aren't they cute together? They met online, and now they are officially dating. He is such a riot and he really cares about Annie. Thank goodness he does, otherwise he'd have a mess of angry, possessive older brothers coming after him LOL~ We had a huge dinner for him when he came to town. We made shish-ka-bobs, and they were yummmy! I love my sister and I'm thankful she is a part of my life. And we love Billy too!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's all I have to say about this post. Home and family is where my heart is.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-6058291835945611849?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/6058291835945611849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=6058291835945611849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6058291835945611849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6058291835945611849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/07/home-is-where-heart-is.html' title='Home is where the heart is...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SH67tdxr2AI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gSmtGyQtHXE/s72-c/Daddy%27s+House.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-7968140439844657533</id><published>2008-07-12T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T21:42:04.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Weddings!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmATU1Pd6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cf-wR1JgGqc/s1600-h/The+Way+they+looked+at+each+other.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222346312410691490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmATU1Pd6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cf-wR1JgGqc/s320/The+Way+they+looked+at+each+other.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to the new happy couple!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband I attended a very romantic wedding last Friday evening - the wedding of my football buddy that I worked with for a couple of years. From the moment I'd met him in our training class, he always talked about his very hot girlfriend that he was madly in love with. (We also talked about football almost all of the conversations that we had!!) And for the years I've known him, she was all he could mainly talk about. I watched him go through the good times with her, and I was there to watch him cry and listen to him vent during the tough times. He is like the little brother I never had - and I loved how he always treated me like one of the guys. He is cool! And I was sooooo excited when I found out they were finally getting married, and that my husband and I were invited to come to this special event. It was one of the most romantic weddings I'd ever seen (second to my own, naturally LOL~) The way he was looking at her as she walked down the aisle just melt my heart. There was so much love and electricity between them - you could not help but feel it as you watched the two of them together. You can see it in their eyes in the picture - even though I wasn't sitting very close. You could feel it in the air. I know they will be extremely happy together!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmDRj0DVnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XoGSUjE8HJQ/s1600-h/The+cutest+couple+ever.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222349580607379058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmDRj0DVnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/XoGSUjE8HJQ/s320/The+cutest+couple+ever.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my husband and I together at the wedding. You can't really tell from the picture that I've lost 17 pounds in the last month (horrray!!) But you can tell from the picture that we are just as happy as the happy couple who married. (*wink, wink*) I love my husband so much. As we watched my good buddy take his wedding vows, I turned to look into my handsome husband's blue eyes as he took my hand and whispered "I love you." We stared at one another, and it was almost as if we were getting married once again. I guess that made this wedding even more romantic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my husband...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmEFI9RyzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QhZFL1WiFfE/s1600-h/First+to+touch+the+cake.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222350466751515442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmEFI9RyzI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/QhZFL1WiFfE/s320/First+to+touch+the+cake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the happy couple even knew what the cake looked like, my husband found himself dipping his finger into it. He thought it was pepto bismal flavored so he couldn't wait to taste the frosting for himself. We'll never know if he was right or not, since we decided to go home before the celebrations ended. After all, it was after 9pm on a Friday night and we had other things to do. ;-) But it was a beautiful wedding and I will never forget it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to Rodeon and Ashley! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hail to the JenBob, who are still just as much in love as they were 12 years ago. Thank goodness to the power of weddings that help remind us. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-7968140439844657533?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/7968140439844657533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=7968140439844657533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7968140439844657533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7968140439844657533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-weddings.html' title='I Love Weddings!!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHmATU1Pd6I/AAAAAAAAAE4/cf-wR1JgGqc/s72-c/The+Way+they+looked+at+each+other.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-7972843490319511221</id><published>2008-07-08T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T18:54:55.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Bella~ the newest addition to our family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHQYQqSqgsI/AAAAAAAAADA/NcAqKl0II7g/s1600-h/Bella+and+Me.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220824542538793666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHQYQqSqgsI/AAAAAAAAADA/NcAqKl0II7g/s320/Bella+and+Me.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish with all my heart that I could be writing a post about a newly adopted baby for Bob and I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, in a way, this newest addition to our family is just as wonderful.  As you can see from the picture (please ignore the chubby pink legs LOL~) we adopted Bella - she is one year old and three months, and she is all Beagle! She is so gentle, kind, cuddly and fun.  So far her personality has been pretty mellow.  She is recovering from a "cherry eye" surgery - that's why her left eye is red as an apple.  But she is getting better and better each day with each drop of medicine we place in her eye. (Eyes wig me out, so thank goodness Bob is here!)  She is a wonderful puppy. Bob is simply crazy about her (or just plain crazy, I should say LOL~)  No, we're both crazy about Bella and the fun she brings into our family. I've never owned a dog before, except when I was a little girl we owned a German Shepard that I can barely remember.  Meanwhile, Bob has owned dogs his entire life. So it's a piece of cake for him.  I've only had cats in my home, so Bella has certainly been an adventure for me, and for our precious little Galaxy (who is also getting bigger and bigger each day.)  Galaxy hasn't warmed up to Bella yet, but we have no doubt that she will someday. Afte all, how could she resist playing with Bella's cute floppy ears??  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having these precious animals in our home. They are such faithful, loving companions who never judge us, and who love us unconditionally.   We are lucky to have them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy!!  More fun to come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-7972843490319511221?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/7972843490319511221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=7972843490319511221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7972843490319511221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/7972843490319511221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/07/meet-bella-newest-addition-to-our.html' title='Meet Bella~ the newest addition to our family.'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SHQYQqSqgsI/AAAAAAAAADA/NcAqKl0II7g/s72-c/Bella+and+Me.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-373327121191317485</id><published>2008-06-24T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T08:26:26.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww, Adorable!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SGERpAePjyI/AAAAAAAAACw/bfPaxPsMghY/s1600-h/New+photoes+June+2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215469239670902562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SGERpAePjyI/AAAAAAAAACw/bfPaxPsMghY/s320/New+photoes+June+2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't this the most adorable picture you've ever seen? This is my husband and my darling nephew Austinn Grant O'Brien. ;-) He will be four in August and he's getting bigger and more adorable every day. (This would be Austinn, and not my husband - although my husband sure does get more adorable each day himself!!) I love them both so much, and wanted to post them on my blog. We celebrated my mother's birthday last Sunday (yay Mom!!) and we had such a fun party at my sister's beautiful home. Grant cooked us an amazing meal (I still think he should open his own restaurant.) and we had a blast!!! My mother is looking great!!! Her best friend was visiting from Utah and spending time with Mom, so it was nice to have her there.&lt;br /&gt;I will share more pictures and experiences later...  work beckons me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But meanwhile - ADORABLE!!!!! Don't drool too much on this picture ;-)  I love you Bob and Austinn!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-373327121191317485?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/373327121191317485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=373327121191317485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/373327121191317485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/373327121191317485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/06/adorable.html' title='Awww, Adorable!!!'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SGERpAePjyI/AAAAAAAAACw/bfPaxPsMghY/s72-c/New+photoes+June+2008+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-6058665993604136334</id><published>2008-06-09T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T20:48:23.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Beautiful...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210087112920971090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SE3yn_5-t1I/AAAAAAAAACI/lP9MczakH5U/s320/Hicks+Fam.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy 40th Birthday, Ken! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ken is the funniest, most wonderful brother in law anyone could ever ask for. He married my older sister Heidi, and now - 16 years later, they have 4 adorable children. Jordan, Conner, Brennan and Ally. This is my absolute favorite photo of their family! Brennan is right on top of Dad, with Jordan on top of him. Ally is the gorgeous blond next to her mommy, (another gorgeous blond, I must add. Good looks run heavily in our family) and Mom is holding Conner. Isn't this a great picture? We had a fun party at Ken's mother's house to celebrate his 40th birthday (can you believe that I said no to the cake and ice cream?) with Ken's family, our family and the family dog. Ken is hilarious and his family kept us laughing all night long. I am so glad that our familes are eternal, and that we can all keep each other close forever. Heidi made a great pick when she chose Ken to be her husband. ;-)  Ken, you rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life has been so beautiful, literally. My husband did the most wonderful thing in honor of our upcoming 12th anniversary. (We were married on June 29, 1996 - the same date as my Daddy's parents.) We were walking around the mall and we found ourselves standing in front of Zales diamonds. Bob was holding my hand and telling me how beautiful I was, and how he wanted to make me happy. He always makes me happy, no doubt. But he really wanted to do something special to celebrate our anniversary.  So what did he do? Well, I ended up walking away that afternoon with a gorgeous one-carat diamond ring on my left finger!! I could not believe it. It is the most incredible piece of jewelry that I've ever owned - I'm so afraid to wear it in public in fear that I may just loose it or something! I couldn't stop staring at my finger, nor could I stop staring at my husband's handsome face. He is such an amazing man. He even got down on his knee and asked me to marry him again. I told him that I would only marry him if he agreed that I loved him more. He didn't really like that. ;-) But still, I said yes. I would marry Robert Justus over and over and over again, guaranteed! I am the luckiest girl. And I always will be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you Robert Laymon. Thank you for the 12 happiest years of my entire life. It's been an incredible journey, and it will only get better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And now for one final picture to end my evening. This is our Galaxy, relaxing on our bed, looking all cozy and cute like she normally does. (when she's not clawing us to pieces LOL~) Bob and I are so happy that she is a part of our family. We will always be grateful for our sweet new friend, Gabriel , who had originally found Galaxy's pregnant mother and took care of her, and the kittens that she bore. Galaxy had three other siblings. Gabriel did a wonderful thing - he loved them and wanted them to have good homes, and fortunately our house became one of them.  He desperately wanted to keep them, but his and his sisters allergies would not allow them to stay.  I admire him for his strength and courage that it took him to give his babies away. I will always be grateful to him.  Thanks Gabe - you are defintely our angel!!  ;-) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SE3213xWUzI/AAAAAAAAACg/KmOMzuL4JSo/s1600-h/Galaxy+on+the+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210091749301965618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SE3213xWUzI/AAAAAAAAACg/KmOMzuL4JSo/s320/Galaxy+on+the+bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is our angelic kitten.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my happy happy joy joy life!  I love my family so much. I love my husband with all my heart. I love my religion. I love my friends.  I love the place where I work. And I especially love my God.  Yes, life is truly beautiful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-6058665993604136334?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/6058665993604136334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=6058665993604136334' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6058665993604136334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/6058665993604136334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-is-beautiful.html' title='Life is Beautiful...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SE3yn_5-t1I/AAAAAAAAACI/lP9MczakH5U/s72-c/Hicks+Fam.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-3929243857235216666</id><published>2008-05-27T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T21:22:52.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The many ramblings of Jen~</title><content type='html'>Isn't she precious?? Galaxy just loves to cuddle with her Bob. And he absolutely adores her, despite all the claw markings that you will see, if you look closely, on my husband's hand. Ouch!!! But no matter.&lt;br /&gt;(No animal was harmed in the making of this picture.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDzVXyoXacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bmFWJlJ8FMY/s1600-h/Lixy+loves+Bob.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205269874038237634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDzVXyoXacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bmFWJlJ8FMY/s320/Lixy+loves+Bob.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the proud Auntie, I have certain bragging rights when it comes to my nieces and nephews. Tonight I want you to meet the Olsen family: Leif with his four children (MY nephews and niece, by the way!) Kyle, Justin, Tegan and Baby Shori ;-) Last Sunday was Shori's first time at church. Looks like she's full of the spirit, what do you think? Laura sent me this picture today, I thought it was the most precious thing I've ever seen. Thanks Laura!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDzSgCoXabI/AAAAAAAAABw/oQd2c8eiXio/s1600-h/Olsen+Family+May+2008.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205266717237275058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDzSgCoXabI/AAAAAAAAABw/oQd2c8eiXio/s320/Olsen+Family+May+2008.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just felt like blogging tonight because it's so easy here on blog spot, and so much fun!! My husband and I spent the evening tonight with his mother, my sister in law Anna, and brothers Larry and Darin. We gathered in the living room for Family Home Evening and spent time together, talking and laughing, playing with our kitten Galaxy. Anna (Annie, as I afffectionately call her) presented a new diet for us to try - called USANA Reset. She lost over 60 pounds last winter with this diet, and in only 5 months she accomplished more than her goal, and she looks terrific. We are very excited to try it. I've never thought in all my 37 years of life (well, okay - not that many!) that I would ever need to research the perfect diet. I mean, who would have thought? Skinny, petite little Happy Happy Joy Joy girl that has sadly transformed into the "Oh, no! I need to loose weight badly!" girl. Yeah, that has been me. It's about time that I do something about it. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;USANA, baby, here we come! ;-) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my hubby and I bought bikes over the Memorial Day weekend. Not fancy, expensive 10 speed bikes, mind you. But more like the teenager bikes we owned in high school, where you actually have to turn the pedals backwards in order to brake! Oh yeah, I just love riding my bike down the street at full speed! I better set a better example for the kids and wear my helmet, huh! ;-) I'm so glad the weather is getting warmer so that we can bike more often! It amazes me just how quickly an old childhood favorite activity can come back into your life and become more of an addiction. But that's the story of my life anyway, addictions!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And movies happen to be another one of my favorite addictions. We saw the new Indiana Jones movie, by the way - and I highly recommend it!!! If I knew how to spell out the theme song, I'd hum it for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, when I start to get weird and spout off nonsense, it must mean that happy blogging time comes to an end. Sleep must come so that it will be easier in the morning to get up and go to work...yawn. I hate going to work. But I LOVE going to sleep. (Another addiction... ) Especially when I'm lucky to sleep next to Bob. Bob - wow~ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Happy Joy Joy girl signing out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-3929243857235216666?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/3929243857235216666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=3929243857235216666' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3929243857235216666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/3929243857235216666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/05/many-ramblings-of-jen.html' title='The many ramblings of Jen~'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDzVXyoXacI/AAAAAAAAAB4/bmFWJlJ8FMY/s72-c/Lixy+loves+Bob.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-9202860767517926078</id><published>2008-05-24T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T15:03:50.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No more caution needed...</title><content type='html'>Okay!!  After months of dealing with an un-cooperative blog spot, (just to be nice I will not mention any names), I have finally found a comfortable, fun and easy place in which to place my blogs.  I've been sitting at this darn computer longer than I normally would on any given Saturday, when I'm not writing my novel, so it's a sure sign that I have finally found my place. &lt;br /&gt;;-)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world...where it's all about ME!  Let the fun begin! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started this happy blog with the pictures of two precious children who came into this world on exactly the same day.  ;-)   First of all, my best friend in the entire world, Laura, delivered her first baby girl, who is also child number three - named Shori Lyn.  Wow, what an amazing day! Both my husband and I were able to be in the delivery room when Shori came into the world. In fact, I had the camera in hand when Laura's husband asked if I wanted to cut the cord myself. Did I ever!  Being 37 years old, and having no children of my own - this was indeed a precious moment for me. Laura was giggling during the delivery, and the way she and her husband were staring at one another with tears in their eyes made the skin on my arm tingle.  We couldn't get enough of Shori that day - I never wanted to put her down. We left the hospital that morning, but came back in the afternoon for dinner. It was hard to let her go. Laura and I were able to share a few moments alone talking about our lives and her children. I never felt closer to her.  Her boys, Justin and Tegan have made me the happiest Auntie in the entire world. And now I have a little girl to look forward to. I will cherish every moment I spend with these precious children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all my life I dreamed of having a baby on the same day as my best friend.  Well, life doesn't always work out the way we plan, darn it anyway! However, in the beautiful land of Tennessee, another special friend of mine delivered her first child on the same day as Laura - and he was a very handsome baby boy named Kaydn Robert.  His mother Karen was the very first person who be-friended me when I'd moved to Colorado years ago, and to this day she has remained a very precious and fun friend in my life.  She'd been trying to have a baby for quite some time, so this was an amazing blessing for her. When she first sent me a picture of her new son, I couldnt stop crying for joy and thinking just how wonderful the Lord is!  I am so happy for her and her family, and I look forward to the time when they will bring Kaydn home to Colorado so we can visit with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I hold each other tightly each night as we pray, longing for the day when we will be fortunate enough to hold a child in our arms, a child of our very own.  We know the Lord loves us, and that someday we will be lucky enough to have our own family. But for now, we will be patient, and enjoy all the blessings that come from being the great Aunt Jen and Uncle Bob.  ;-)  Trust me, we have found positive sides to being alone in our home, and we count ourselves extremely lucky.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we're never truly alone. Bob's little brothers live in the basement of our home. And we recently adopted a kitten that we named Galaxy - affectionately called "Lixy."  She is so much fun, and she brings so much joy in our lives.  We constantly surround ourselves with our family and with our friends, so we never truly have time to get lonely.  We are officially on the adoption list with LDS Family Services, and we've had two close calls where we almost got picked to be the parents.  So....with all my heart I know that someday children WILL happen for us... if not in this life, then definitely the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a BBQ dinner with our boys!!  My husband and I recently purchased this beautiful home in Denver, and his little brothers Larry and Darin live in the basement. In a way, Bob and I feel like we are parents for them - they are slightly handicap and need assistance in their living, especially after loosing their precious father back in October of 2007. But anyway, we love being out in the yard and spending time together- it's so spacious and green back there.  We're doing yardwork to remove ugly trees and bushes, and my mother in law has been coming over to teach me about gardening and caring for my new rose bushes.  I can see how this will easily become a new passion for me.  But anyhow, I will blog again soon. ;-)   Until then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-9202860767517926078?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/9202860767517926078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=9202860767517926078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/9202860767517926078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/9202860767517926078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-more-caution-needed.html' title='No more caution needed...'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3480582427724592055.post-2678122265885143157</id><published>2008-05-24T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T13:03:25.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering Blogger.com...cautiously</title><content type='html'>I love to write, and I love to blog...and I'd never found the right place. &lt;br /&gt;I'm really hoping this will be the right one. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3480582427724592055-2678122265885143157?l=happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/feeds/2678122265885143157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3480582427724592055&amp;postID=2678122265885143157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2678122265885143157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3480582427724592055/posts/default/2678122265885143157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happy-happyjoy-joy.blogspot.com/2008/05/entering-bloggercomcautiously.html' title='Entering Blogger.com...cautiously'/><author><name>Jen Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11191515175565268663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_gYl8mAVvFRs/SDh9BSoXaVI/AAAAAAAAABA/Ugr5oGbHk9g/S220/jenbabe.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
