<?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-7445204569354682374</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:58:05.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Jessie's Journey~</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5544227497001620223</id><published>2009-05-01T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:10:51.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More goofin around..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu4Af6P5OI/AAAAAAAAAVY/0Zh6c4n3dXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0275%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu4Af6P5OI/AAAAAAAAAVY/0Zh6c4n3dXQ/s320/IMG_0275%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056902628435170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camera is so good.. you can see the chunk of sunflower seed on the tooth..look closely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu4AGFMz8I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9_DAgQ68zRA/s1600-h/IMG_0278%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu4AGFMz8I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9_DAgQ68zRA/s320/IMG_0278%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056895695048642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fishy face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu3_6KoFhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/7PP6btx-PAU/s1600-h/IMG_0256%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu3_6KoFhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/7PP6btx-PAU/s320/IMG_0256%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056892496582162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livvy and the ducks.. that later came after her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu3_irL5qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TaP7udEm3BU/s1600-h/IMG_0271%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu3_irL5qI/AAAAAAAAAVA/TaP7udEm3BU/s320/IMG_0271%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331056886190696098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playin in the sand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5544227497001620223?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5544227497001620223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5544227497001620223' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5544227497001620223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5544227497001620223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/05/more-goofin-around.html' title='More goofin around..'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu4Af6P5OI/AAAAAAAAAVY/0Zh6c4n3dXQ/s72-c/IMG_0275%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4256446977320432770</id><published>2009-05-01T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:59:29.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playin at the Park...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2T0Klz_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/v8AsbffLhPw/s1600-h/IMG_0264%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2T0Klz_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/v8AsbffLhPw/s320/IMG_0264%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055035459948530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The geese were going after Livvy.. she threw grass over the fence and they thought they were getting dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2Tvs3UPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gI77Kc_EpxM/s1600-h/IMG_0267%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2Tvs3UPI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gI77Kc_EpxM/s320/IMG_0267%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055034261524722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2TT1ahfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_lK-voRxJMA/s1600-h/IMG_0249%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2TT1ahfI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_lK-voRxJMA/s320/IMG_0249%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055026781193714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2THVrCoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2lQUUOMb-hA/s1600-h/IMG_0235%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2THVrCoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2lQUUOMb-hA/s320/IMG_0235%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331055023426833026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can look so sweet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4256446977320432770?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4256446977320432770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4256446977320432770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4256446977320432770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4256446977320432770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/05/playin-at-park.html' title='Playin at the Park...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu2T0Klz_I/AAAAAAAAAU4/v8AsbffLhPw/s72-c/IMG_0264%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5240872638520316685</id><published>2009-05-01T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:52:40.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at the ball park...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu0-nFGkrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PeZNj14yk-c/s1600-h/IMG_0246%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu0-nFGkrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PeZNj14yk-c/s320/IMG_0246%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053571658388146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute Gabbi, she may not be the best on the team.. but she is the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu0-A2NHpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GZjQRSEt-ME/s1600-h/IMG_0230%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu0-A2NHpI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/GZjQRSEt-ME/s320/IMG_0230%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053561395355282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie wanting to try out the new camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu09_KIWAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/CTOYjEvM4FY/s1600-h/IMG_0247%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu09_KIWAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/CTOYjEvM4FY/s320/IMG_0247%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053560942057474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabbi listening carefully while Daddy Josh gave her instructions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu09VIJjFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/AxwKqbtH8RY/s1600-h/IMG_0242%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu09VIJjFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/AxwKqbtH8RY/s320/IMG_0242%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331053549659458642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5240872638520316685?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5240872638520316685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5240872638520316685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5240872638520316685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5240872638520316685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/05/night-at-ball-park.html' title='Night at the ball park...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/Sfu0-nFGkrI/AAAAAAAAAUY/PeZNj14yk-c/s72-c/IMG_0246%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-7922342955634594660</id><published>2009-04-19T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:02:25.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night hot-dog roast...</title><content type='html'>My brother and his cute wife had me over for a hot-dog roast. We got a fire going, roasted hot dogs, and smores. The dogs hung out and ran around and played and we sat out by the fire giggling, and eating until we could eat no more. It was so much fun! The only thing that was missing was my other neices, Z, Sophie, Oliviah and Tayla! Thanks Becca for such a fun night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJDLWsgEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XdpQ3xyTMSQ/s1600-h/IMG_0176%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJDLWsgEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XdpQ3xyTMSQ/s320/IMG_0176%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326572040720515138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJC2rc1bI/AAAAAAAAATw/cv8OO2DdTzw/s1600-h/IMG_0179%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJC2rc1bI/AAAAAAAAATw/cv8OO2DdTzw/s320/IMG_0179%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326572035170424242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJCrxwwAI/AAAAAAAAATo/vAGtCvfxeOA/s1600-h/IMG_0161%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJCrxwwAI/AAAAAAAAATo/vAGtCvfxeOA/s320/IMG_0161%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326572032244105218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJCcgX6tI/AAAAAAAAATg/mcOLwYKIprk/s1600-h/IMG_0189%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJCcgX6tI/AAAAAAAAATg/mcOLwYKIprk/s320/IMG_0189%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326572028144642770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-7922342955634594660?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/7922342955634594660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=7922342955634594660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7922342955634594660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7922342955634594660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-night-hot-dog-roast.html' title='Saturday night hot-dog roast...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevJDLWsgEI/AAAAAAAAAT4/XdpQ3xyTMSQ/s72-c/IMG_0176%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4602673967286274180</id><published>2009-04-19T17:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:56:19.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night hotdog roast!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevIC1DFLWI/AAAAAAAAATY/vq64DoDep5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0190%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevIC1DFLWI/AAAAAAAAATY/vq64DoDep5Y/s320/IMG_0190%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326570935221038434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevICiGelLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/A-D2qrhxA4I/s1600-h/IMG_0185%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevICiGelLI/AAAAAAAAATQ/A-D2qrhxA4I/s320/IMG_0185%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326570930135012530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevICSuCuZI/AAAAAAAAATI/9BaooKGu3S8/s1600-h/IMG_0157%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevICSuCuZI/AAAAAAAAATI/9BaooKGu3S8/s320/IMG_0157%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326570926005991826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevICKpj_9I/AAAAAAAAATA/43kbOUxBHRg/s1600-h/IMG_0142%5B4%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevICKpj_9I/AAAAAAAAATA/43kbOUxBHRg/s320/IMG_0142%5B4%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326570923839717330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4602673967286274180?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4602673967286274180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4602673967286274180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4602673967286274180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4602673967286274180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/04/saturday-night-hotdog-roast.html' title='Saturday night hotdog roast!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevIC1DFLWI/AAAAAAAAATY/vq64DoDep5Y/s72-c/IMG_0190%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5863266061371798871</id><published>2009-04-19T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:44:54.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a cute boy...</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am pathetic but he is like my child. He is my test subject with the new camera, and I think he is getting a little sick of all the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFP_ceQZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CKYXjEsEm68/s1600-h/IMG_0204%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFP_ceQZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CKYXjEsEm68/s320/IMG_0204%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326567862815310226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFPnpXU2I/AAAAAAAAASw/s4EbfAR0DWI/s1600-h/IMG_0125%5B2%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFPnpXU2I/AAAAAAAAASw/s4EbfAR0DWI/s320/IMG_0125%5B2%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326567856426931042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFPRMZr9I/AAAAAAAAASo/pcWO7GuNMPc/s1600-h/IMG_0128%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFPRMZr9I/AAAAAAAAASo/pcWO7GuNMPc/s320/IMG_0128%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326567850399870930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFPACrDGI/AAAAAAAAASg/WBcLIjmP0Js/s1600-h/IMG_0067%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFPACrDGI/AAAAAAAAASg/WBcLIjmP0Js/s320/IMG_0067%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326567845795662946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFO_0Bl6I/AAAAAAAAASY/V6ahKJtfM34/s1600-h/IMG_0120%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFO_0Bl6I/AAAAAAAAASY/V6ahKJtfM34/s320/IMG_0120%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326567845734225826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5863266061371798871?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5863266061371798871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5863266061371798871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5863266061371798871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5863266061371798871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/04/such-cute-boy.html' title='Such a cute boy...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevFP_ceQZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/CKYXjEsEm68/s72-c/IMG_0204%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-908614029292014629</id><published>2009-04-19T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:36:26.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random pictures..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJyNhS0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/2e_5Jr-nLME/s1600-h/IMG_0216%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJyNhS0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/2e_5Jr-nLME/s320/IMG_0216%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326565557160463170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJgzk2JI/AAAAAAAAASI/ysUbVC0Its4/s1600-h/IMG_0119%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJgzk2JI/AAAAAAAAASI/ysUbVC0Its4/s320/IMG_0119%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326565552488241298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJb2t7lI/AAAAAAAAASA/eUq6OPqU8LE/s1600-h/IMG_0114%5B1%5D"&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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJb2t7lI/AAAAAAAAASA/eUq6OPqU8LE/s320/IMG_0114%5B1%5D" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326565551159242322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I would be posting random photos with my new camera. This is the lense I bought that focuses your main object then does the background blurry.. I love it...It doesn't take great talent to do great pics with this camera. However I do start photography classes this week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-908614029292014629?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/908614029292014629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=908614029292014629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/908614029292014629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/908614029292014629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-pictures.html' title='Random pictures..'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevDJyNhS0I/AAAAAAAAASQ/2e_5Jr-nLME/s72-c/IMG_0216%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8268490927924045309</id><published>2009-04-19T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:31:16.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My latest toy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevB97BkeDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Y6ookqch8Lg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevB97BkeDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Y6ookqch8Lg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326564253856200754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to pretend that I take good pictures, however I have always just had your standard digital camera. This year with part of my tax money, I went and got a fancy one. I love it! I don't know what all it can do.. but from what I can tell, the pictures it takes are fabulous. So i might be posting a bunch of random pictures of nothing important just to show how fancy I think the camera is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8268490927924045309?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8268490927924045309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8268490927924045309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8268490927924045309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8268490927924045309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-latest-toy.html' title='My latest toy....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SevB97BkeDI/AAAAAAAAAR4/Y6ookqch8Lg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4285326532093421389</id><published>2009-02-15T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:07:01.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Josh!</title><content type='html'>Josh was able to fly Tayla down for his birthday. It was a short weekend, but we are so glad she was able to celebrate her Dad's birthday with him. It turns out to be quit the noisy party with the additonal family members and puppies running around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX0sFelRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S8vAOIX4HUA/s1600-h/P1040853.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX0sFelRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S8vAOIX4HUA/s320/P1040853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303225861416064274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX1Z_83kI/AAAAAAAAARo/DFo03nv-uus/s1600-h/P1040856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX1Z_83kI/AAAAAAAAARo/DFo03nv-uus/s320/P1040856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303225873740914242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX1KZ5I5I/AAAAAAAAARg/cVTM__KEvOY/s1600-h/P1040845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX1KZ5I5I/AAAAAAAAARg/cVTM__KEvOY/s320/P1040845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303225869554754450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX05EAnYI/AAAAAAAAARY/x17lXZes9ck/s1600-h/P1040846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX05EAnYI/AAAAAAAAARY/x17lXZes9ck/s320/P1040846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303225864899566978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4285326532093421389?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4285326532093421389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4285326532093421389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4285326532093421389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4285326532093421389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-josh.html' title='Happy Birthday Josh!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZjX0sFelRI/AAAAAAAAARQ/S8vAOIX4HUA/s72-c/P1040853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3188675999530119501</id><published>2009-02-14T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T19:07:34.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Grand-dog for Grandma Leanie</title><content type='html'>My mom has always wanted a Grandchild that is a boy, and when I adopted Chance she joked around that he is the Grandson she always wanted! She lovingly calls him her Granddog! For my Brother's B-day Tayla and Becca decided to get him another dog. My mom now laughs that she has more Granddogs than Grandkids. I don't envy all that comes along with a new puppy, however he is SO dang cute. Name is still undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJ17gd1I/AAAAAAAAARI/qB84HIWD8A4/s1600-h/P1040837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJ17gd1I/AAAAAAAAARI/qB84HIWD8A4/s320/P1040837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302815007487063890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJ2cx-jI/AAAAAAAAARA/NOez2WdMyko/s1600-h/P1040832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJ2cx-jI/AAAAAAAAARA/NOez2WdMyko/s320/P1040832.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302815007626623538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJGbGGvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/DW1Z94jO7g4/s1600-h/P1040831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJGbGGvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/DW1Z94jO7g4/s320/P1040831.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302814994734652146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiIoEinhI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xdLonlB-0WU/s1600-h/P1040830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiIoEinhI/AAAAAAAAAQo/xdLonlB-0WU/s320/P1040830.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302814986586988050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3188675999530119501?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3188675999530119501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3188675999530119501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3188675999530119501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3188675999530119501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-grand-dog-for-grandma-leanie.html' title='Another Grand-dog for Grandma Leanie'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SZdiJ17gd1I/AAAAAAAAARI/qB84HIWD8A4/s72-c/P1040837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4107010102107995394</id><published>2009-02-01T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:12:37.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random photo...</title><content type='html'>So people may think that I have officially gone off the deep end... I don't know why but I woke up one day after a night shift (I blame my easy, lame amusement on lack of sleep) I put my littly sleep mask on Chance... and yes he actually kept in on for a minute. He takes every chance he can get to get his filthy little paws on it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-fSCLjQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EHrJAKAsMBw/s1600-h/P1040802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-fSCLjQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EHrJAKAsMBw/s320/P1040802.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990718785817858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4107010102107995394?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4107010102107995394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4107010102107995394' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4107010102107995394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4107010102107995394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleepin-beauty.html' title='Random photo...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-fSCLjQI/AAAAAAAAAQg/EHrJAKAsMBw/s72-c/P1040802.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-7566329898546064396</id><published>2009-02-01T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:08:12.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-QOQXgrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8zB4Ie17mVc/s1600-h/P1040819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-QOQXgrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8zB4Ie17mVc/s320/P1040819.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990460073542322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-Pz__vDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/l1r5Od2Jo0I/s1600-h/P1040818.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-Pz__vDI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/l1r5Od2Jo0I/s320/P1040818.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990453025553458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-7566329898546064396?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/7566329898546064396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=7566329898546064396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7566329898546064396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7566329898546064396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY-QOQXgrI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8zB4Ie17mVc/s72-c/P1040819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-2724107061450492349</id><published>2009-02-01T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T02:07:47.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super bowl sunday...</title><content type='html'>So no exciting plans for Super Bowel Sunday. I headed over to my parents house to hang out for a bit before I went to work. Decided to take Chance out to the field to work on his listening skills when I call him. He chased the dogs and the horse in the yard by the field. He loved it. Yes, yes people I know...I am turning into the crazy dog lady that just talks about her dog. Sorry, but he is as close as I get to a child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY99Fb6XfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VRg8g9jokqI/s1600-h/P1040817.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY99Fb6XfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VRg8g9jokqI/s320/P1040817.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990131288530418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY98yfSTRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RS000k9vXyE/s1600-h/P1040816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY98yfSTRI/AAAAAAAAAQA/RS000k9vXyE/s320/P1040816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990126202408210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY98vKUq2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/SLKsOyfxnF4/s1600-h/P1040814.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY98vKUq2I/AAAAAAAAAP4/SLKsOyfxnF4/s320/P1040814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990125309176674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY98f3nrUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/6SZG6T6QgOU/s1600-h/P1040810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY98f3nrUI/AAAAAAAAAPw/6SZG6T6QgOU/s320/P1040810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990121204198722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY97_MPPwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/U5vBgzcoebU/s1600-h/P1040805.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY97_MPPwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/U5vBgzcoebU/s320/P1040805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297990112432307970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-2724107061450492349?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/2724107061450492349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=2724107061450492349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/2724107061450492349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/2724107061450492349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-bowl-sunday.html' title='Super bowl sunday...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY99Fb6XfI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VRg8g9jokqI/s72-c/P1040817.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5970012837431327579</id><published>2009-02-01T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:46:04.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>See.. I can be domestic...</title><content type='html'>My Mom and her friend thought it would be fun to get together once a month and make cards. Me and my friend Katherine jointed the girls for the card making. Once we got going.. we ended up having a lot of fun. Those girls sure are creative. Here are a few of the cards we made... they were on a role. Me, well I got 2 done... not real productive. I think I was trying to hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY83ZIkqFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QYKHd-stYyo/s1600-h/P1040794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY83ZIkqFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QYKHd-stYyo/s320/P1040794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297988933985282130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY83Cjtg7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/idbNurWQNhk/s1600-h/P1040793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY83Cjtg7I/AAAAAAAAAPY/idbNurWQNhk/s320/P1040793.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297988927925093298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY826B-hsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/k60DLMw_1_g/s1600-h/P1040792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY826B-hsI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/k60DLMw_1_g/s320/P1040792.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297988925636118210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY82RVAN6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7nBEdHjtu6w/s1600-h/P1040791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY82RVAN6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/7nBEdHjtu6w/s320/P1040791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297988914710067106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5970012837431327579?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5970012837431327579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5970012837431327579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5970012837431327579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5970012837431327579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/see-i-can-be-domestic.html' title='See.. I can be domestic...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY83ZIkqFI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QYKHd-stYyo/s72-c/P1040794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-1715233491368963482</id><published>2009-02-01T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:37:00.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quickly reminded...</title><content type='html'>I always want to buy fun stuffed animal squeaky toys for my dog, I however am quickly reminded as I got this cute little lobster home... why I don't. This was really less than 5 minutes at home, when he had destroyed the stuffed animal, and had ate half the stuffing out of it. Sad to say I have even shopped in the indestructable isle at the pet store, and he has destructed some of that stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY8TiAdhbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/B1N0so1YhfE/s1600-h/P1040785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY8TiAdhbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/B1N0so1YhfE/s320/P1040785.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297988317891888562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-1715233491368963482?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/1715233491368963482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=1715233491368963482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1715233491368963482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1715233491368963482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2009/02/stuffed-animals.html' title='Quickly reminded...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SYY8TiAdhbI/AAAAAAAAAPA/B1N0so1YhfE/s72-c/P1040785.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8367320726747879066</id><published>2008-12-26T17:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:43:01.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SVWH6qsiasI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ek7zAYoZHw4/s1600-h/no-dog-poop-zone-sign-thumb3238487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SVWH6qsiasI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ek7zAYoZHw4/s320/no-dog-poop-zone-sign-thumb3238487.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284279179752401602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all of you who are in the medial profession you will not be grossed out by this and actually find humor in it.. for those of you who are not in the medical field, I hope you find humor as well. I had a wonderful Christmas Eve and Christmas day morning. I slept at my Sisters and got to be there in the morning when the little girls opened there presents. We were all snuggled up in our PJ's playing with new toys when I got the phone call... (I had found out the day before I was on back-up call for my hospice job.. in back-up.. I took it as.. it sounds.. back up. So I would get called as a last resort.. well not the case.) So I get the phone call that I need to call a patient because he has not pooped... I thought to myself are you kidding me? So I called, the pt is uncomfortable and I need to come right away. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ME!!! I thought as I was driving out there. I won't go into exact details.. but let me just paint you a picture of how I DID NOT imagine myself spening Christmas Day.. I pull up to a trailer park... go inside.. where they are all hanging out drinking beer... I can't see through the cloud of smoke.. and they point to the back.. "He is back there!" One gruff sounding man says. So I go back to the bedroom and this little, old, VERY GRUMPY, man is getting out of bed in his wife beater and his tightie whities.. with his buisness hanging out. At that moment in time.. I thought to myself as I have many times before... I do not get paid ENOUGH for some of the things I do. Luckily I only got a few more calls that day and had a very enjoyable Christmas. Pictures to follow. Hope everyone had a great holiday and looks forward to a wonderful new year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8367320726747879066?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8367320726747879066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8367320726747879066' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8367320726747879066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8367320726747879066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-me.html' title='Merry Christmas to me....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SVWH6qsiasI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ek7zAYoZHw4/s72-c/no-dog-poop-zone-sign-thumb3238487.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-6905530534047211493</id><published>2008-12-09T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:11:14.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PaZAjrJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NBgog-GEJEE/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PaZAjrJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NBgog-GEJEE/s320/032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278024603109928082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PaIXGcXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Yk11wqRX-RI/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PaIXGcXI/AAAAAAAAAOY/Yk11wqRX-RI/s320/034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278024598641078642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PZ1HZ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/p2h6x5v9VZU/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PZ1HZ_RI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/p2h6x5v9VZU/s320/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278024593474977042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-6905530534047211493?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/6905530534047211493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=6905530534047211493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/6905530534047211493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/6905530534047211493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/ST9PaZAjrJI/AAAAAAAAAOg/NBgog-GEJEE/s72-c/032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3812694345102577877</id><published>2008-11-01T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:31:26.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbgclwx-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jj0iITCpeoE/s1600-h/P1040652.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbgclwx-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jj0iITCpeoE/s320/P1040652.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263823414966142946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbf5VQaNI/AAAAAAAAANw/iNphcdsSvG8/s1600-h/P1040643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbf5VQaNI/AAAAAAAAANw/iNphcdsSvG8/s320/P1040643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263823405501671634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbfcYPhzI/AAAAAAAAANo/z7Er9RZyGNU/s1600-h/P1040642.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/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbfcYPhzI/AAAAAAAAANo/z7Er9RZyGNU/s320/P1040642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263823397729568562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbfAx2xeI/AAAAAAAAANg/U7bhqcDofcA/s1600-h/P1040637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbfAx2xeI/AAAAAAAAANg/U7bhqcDofcA/s320/P1040637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263823390320805346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years my friends have had a Halloween party where we all get together.. all of us from High School. I always seem to have to work.. except this year. I finally got to go. It was a blast! I am so lucky to have such great friends.. Even though they are all married and have babies.. and well I get to play Auntie Jessie to all of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3812694345102577877?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3812694345102577877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3812694345102577877' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3812694345102577877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3812694345102577877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SQzbgclwx-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/jj0iITCpeoE/s72-c/P1040652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8602661275040113905</id><published>2008-10-26T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:06:59.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To be.. or not to be.. an MD</title><content type='html'>So since day one in nursing school.. i have always had the feeling of " I want more." I am the nerdy one who goes home after work and looks up a bunch of new things I heard at work.  Well I have been having the overwhelming feeling of being a doc... what do you think??? Despite what you think.. I have pretty much made up my mind..I think up until now I have allowed others opinions, good and bad... of persuading me one way or another. I figured even med school, residency and specialziing I could be done by 35??? That's not that old folks. Besides everybody needs a good MD in the family right?? Give me your thoughts???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8602661275040113905?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8602661275040113905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8602661275040113905' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8602661275040113905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8602661275040113905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-be-or-not-to-be-md.html' title='To be.. or not to be.. an MD'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8055201564289107754</id><published>2008-10-16T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T05:53:29.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. &lt;strong&gt;Started your own blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Slept under the stars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Played in a band&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Visited Hawaii&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a meteor shower&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Given more than you can afford to charity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Been to Disneyland&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Climbed a mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Held a praying mantis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Sang a solo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Bungee jumped&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Visited Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a lightning storm at sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Taught yourself an art from scratch&lt;br /&gt;15. Adopted a child&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;Had food poisoning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;18. Grown your own vegetables&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Mona Lisa in France&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Slept on an overnight train&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Had a pillow fight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;Hitch hiked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;Built a snow fort&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Held a lamb&lt;br /&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;Gone skinny dipping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;Run a Marathon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice&lt;br /&gt;29. Seen a total eclipse&lt;br /&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;Watched a sunrise or sunset&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;Hit a home run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a cruise&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Niagara Falls in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors&lt;br /&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;Seen an Amish community&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Taught yourself a new language&lt;br /&gt;37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied&lt;br /&gt;38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person&lt;br /&gt;39. Gone rock climbing&lt;br /&gt;40. Seen Michelangelo’s David&lt;br /&gt;41. &lt;strong&gt;Sung karaoke&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. &lt;strong&gt;Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Visited Africa&lt;br /&gt;45. &lt;strong&gt;Walked on a beach by moonlight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.&lt;strong&gt; Been transported in an ambulance&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Had your portrait painted&lt;br /&gt;48. &lt;strong&gt;Gone deep sea fishing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Sistine Chapel in person&lt;br /&gt;50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. &lt;strong&gt;Gone scuba diving or snorkeling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. &lt;strong&gt;Kissed in the rain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. &lt;strong&gt;Played in the mud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. &lt;strong&gt;Gone to a drive-in theater&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Been in a movie&lt;br /&gt;56. Visited the Great Wall of China&lt;br /&gt;57. Started a business&lt;br /&gt;58. &lt;strong&gt;Taken a martial arts class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Visited Russia&lt;br /&gt;60. &lt;strong&gt;Served at a soup kitchen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies&lt;br /&gt;62. &lt;strong&gt;Gone whale watching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. &lt;strong&gt;Got flowers for no reason&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. &lt;strong&gt;Donated blood, platelets or plasma&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Gone sky diving&lt;br /&gt;66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp&lt;br /&gt;67. &lt;strong&gt;Bounced a check&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Flown in a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;69. &lt;strong&gt;Saved a favorite childhood toy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the Lincoln Memorial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Eaten Caviar&lt;br /&gt;72. &lt;strong&gt;Pieced a quilt&lt;br /&gt;73. Stood in Times Square &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Toured the Everglades&lt;br /&gt;75. Been fired from a job&lt;br /&gt;76. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Changing of the Guards in London&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;78. &lt;strong&gt;Been on a speeding motorcycle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. &lt;strong&gt;Seen the Grand Canyon in person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Published a book&lt;br /&gt;81. Visited the Vatican&lt;br /&gt;82. &lt;strong&gt;Bought a brand new car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Walked in Jerusalem&lt;br /&gt;84. Had your picture in the newspaper &lt;br /&gt;85. Read the entire Bible&lt;br /&gt;86. &lt;strong&gt;Visited the White House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. &lt;strong&gt;Killed and prepared an animal for eating&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;88. &lt;strong&gt;Had chickenpox&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. &lt;strong&gt;Saved someone’s life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Sat on a jury&lt;br /&gt;91. Met someone famous&lt;br /&gt;92. Joined a book club&lt;br /&gt;93. &lt;strong&gt;Lost a loved one &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Had a baby &lt;br /&gt;95. Seen the Alamo in person&lt;br /&gt;96. &lt;strong&gt;Swam in the Great Salt Lake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. Been involved in a law suit&lt;br /&gt;98. &lt;strong&gt;Owned a cell phone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Been stung by a bee &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8055201564289107754?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8055201564289107754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8055201564289107754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8055201564289107754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8055201564289107754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-618136833805046988</id><published>2008-10-05T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:47:31.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just say NO!!!</title><content type='html'>I am determined to grow out my hair. I always say I will, but always end up cutting it off. I think it is time for a change and I am curious to see how I would look with my hair longer, I can't remember the last time it was long. So all of you are to help me just say no!!!!!!!!!!! When I talk about cutting my hair! I got it cut about two weeks ago, she had to straighten up the hack job I had received in D.C., so from now on it's only trims. For those of you that really know me.. I love cutting and changing my hair.. so this will not be an easy thing for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOli25ktC1I/AAAAAAAAANY/eiyqVf_gVok/s1600-h/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOli25ktC1I/AAAAAAAAANY/eiyqVf_gVok/s320/P1040573.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253839135611620178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-618136833805046988?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/618136833805046988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=618136833805046988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/618136833805046988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/618136833805046988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-say-no.html' title='Just say NO!!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOli25ktC1I/AAAAAAAAANY/eiyqVf_gVok/s72-c/P1040573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-1198982825053433037</id><published>2008-10-05T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:41:35.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't he cute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlir6AaIVI/AAAAAAAAANA/TFNAc8XbaV8/s1600-h/P1040556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlir6AaIVI/AAAAAAAAANA/TFNAc8XbaV8/s320/P1040556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838946749260114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlisTglA-I/AAAAAAAAANI/7-9ESBaSNkg/s1600-h/P1040560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlisTglA-I/AAAAAAAAANI/7-9ESBaSNkg/s320/P1040560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838953595077602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlishHTjyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/9PonS9NvCS0/s1600-h/P1040561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlishHTjyI/AAAAAAAAANQ/9PonS9NvCS0/s320/P1040561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838957247172386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to post a few of these pictures because.. yes I have turned into a crazy lady who's dog is like her child. When I say bedtime, he runs in and gets in my bed just like this..I think it is hilarious. He is like a little human being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-1198982825053433037?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/1198982825053433037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=1198982825053433037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1198982825053433037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1198982825053433037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/isnt-he-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t he cute...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlir6AaIVI/AAAAAAAAANA/TFNAc8XbaV8/s72-c/P1040556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3883985926125520904</id><published>2008-10-05T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:38:28.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five year old could do better!</title><content type='html'>The apartment complex I moved into offers to paint an accent wall for $50. I thought what a great deal! Little did I know that I was going to get a pain job that looked as if a five year old could have done better. Needless to say.. they will be back in to fix this..it's the first thing I notice when I walk in my house. As Sophie said "they need to learn to color in the lines."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRWQszGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/44PVppWSs0I/s1600-h/P1040523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRWQszGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/44PVppWSs0I/s320/P1040523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838490477317218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRfCmhoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/te_B913Fqv4/s1600-h/P1040524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRfCmhoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/te_B913Fqv4/s320/P1040524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838492834104962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRvpPhTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VY0pQUNfkJM/s1600-h/P1040525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRvpPhTI/AAAAAAAAAM4/VY0pQUNfkJM/s320/P1040525.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838497291142450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3883985926125520904?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3883985926125520904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3883985926125520904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3883985926125520904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3883985926125520904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/five-year-old-could-do-better.html' title='Five year old could do better!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOliRWQszGI/AAAAAAAAAMo/44PVppWSs0I/s72-c/P1040523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3006111203802858828</id><published>2008-10-05T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:34:22.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet is never good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlh1OKGCfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PmRxkBcSuDU/s1600-h/P1040546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlh1OKGCfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PmRxkBcSuDU/s320/P1040546.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253838007265790450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is obsessed with this box. I need to fix a drawer on my dresser so for now I have my socks in this box. I hide it in the closet because he is constantly trying to get my socks and tear every pair out of the box. The same goes for puppies as it does for little kids, if it all of a sudden becomes quiet.. be alarmed.. quiet=up to no good! He got into the closet, got out the box, and was having a great time with my socks. I had a hard time getting mad at him when his ears look like this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3006111203802858828?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3006111203802858828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3006111203802858828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3006111203802858828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3006111203802858828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/quiet-is-never-good.html' title='Quiet is never good...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlh1OKGCfI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PmRxkBcSuDU/s72-c/P1040546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8556640597509197443</id><published>2008-10-05T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:18:26.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange noise...</title><content type='html'>Sophie and Angie told me they kept hearing a starnge noise while they were at my house. I listend and listened and didn't hear a thing. Well later that day me and my Mom heard it also.. we couldn't figure out what in the world it was. Later on my mom was over by my favorite vase and saw it was cracked... we looked at it and it was cracked all over!! For those of you who know me well, know that I love this vase(yes I know its just a vase) but I lsove decorating, and this was my favorite. It was a costco special!! Well I was the dumb one that decided to move it with the rocks in it and needless to say the banging of the rocks on the vase during the move.. probably contributed to the shattering of the vase. We decided to leave it as is, as I looked for it's replacement and would eventually have to get rid of it. I walked around carefully for days just waiting for it to spontaneously shatter and scare me to death! I knew it was going to happen when I finally forgot about it, and it would scare me! Well it did, one quiet day, I was sitting working on my computer when CRASH!!!! Time of death 22:27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhdllNejI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_gLakP7C-yg/s1600-h/P1040544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhdllNejI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_gLakP7C-yg/s320/P1040544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253837601236679218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8556640597509197443?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8556640597509197443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8556640597509197443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8556640597509197443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8556640597509197443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/favorite.html' title='Strange noise...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhdllNejI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/_gLakP7C-yg/s72-c/P1040544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8953076924077463576</id><published>2008-10-05T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:53:02.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate moving!!</title><content type='html'>Moving time again! This time for good! Because of the cute little furry thing I picked up along the way in Virginia, I needed to move once I got home to a place where I could have a pet. Can I just say I hate moving!!! The packing.. the heavy furniture and the cleaning the new place(it can never be too clean) and cleaning the old!! I was lucky to persuade my brother, brother-in-law and cousin to help me with the big stuff. I hated to tell them, but thought it was nicer than to suprise them, but I found a place with a great view of the mountains and over looking the golf course. One draw back... it is on the third floor!!! Sorry boys!!!!!!!!!! They were great sports... they only gave a few dirty looks, and complained every so slightly!! I don't know how they did it, because after the first day of me just moving boxes by my self.. my legs were burning!!!!  It was done in just a few hours.. and I was unpacked in two days thanks to the worlds best organizer, my MOM! Believe it or not, I had a tremendous amount of help from Sophie Rose, she was such a trooper. She loves packing! She didn't want me to do any without her. It is amazing the amount of stuff and junk one single person can accumulate!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what would you think if you went in the kitchen in the dark.. to get a glass of water. You get on a chair to reach the top shelf to get a plastic cup (all others are packed) and once you get eye level with that shelf this is what you see.... &lt;br /&gt;what you would you assume this was.. remember.. its dark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhO7jNiYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/B52aB-mepCE/s1600-h/P1040513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhO7jNiYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/B52aB-mepCE/s320/P1040513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253837349435836802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No its not a spider!!!! After falling off the kitchen chair.. and scrambling for the light.. I discovered it was a VERY old potato!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhOyDb2hI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tr1zzmPvir4/s1600-h/P1040516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhOyDb2hI/AAAAAAAAAMA/tr1zzmPvir4/s320/P1040516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253837346886638098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhPPTs5sI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eQNpzAC2Zok/s1600-h/P1040517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhPPTs5sI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eQNpzAC2Zok/s320/P1040517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253837354739492546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8953076924077463576?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8953076924077463576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8953076924077463576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8953076924077463576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8953076924077463576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-moving.html' title='I hate moving!!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlhO7jNiYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/B52aB-mepCE/s72-c/P1040513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-1096069317388570996</id><published>2008-10-05T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:35:29.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little monkey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlg3pNF4fI/AAAAAAAAALo/AopQ3nY7h5U/s1600-h/P1040490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlg3pNF4fI/AAAAAAAAALo/AopQ3nY7h5U/s320/P1040490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253836949374231026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlg34AD5fI/AAAAAAAAALw/lKHs-W1c3QQ/s1600-h/P1040491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlg34AD5fI/AAAAAAAAALw/lKHs-W1c3QQ/s320/P1040491.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253836953346106866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-1096069317388570996?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/1096069317388570996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=1096069317388570996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1096069317388570996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1096069317388570996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-little-monkey.html' title='My little monkey...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlg3pNF4fI/AAAAAAAAALo/AopQ3nY7h5U/s72-c/P1040490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4309379732710126854</id><published>2008-10-05T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:33:43.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 hours and 2,100 miles later....</title><content type='html'>This post is long over do! I have plenty of things to catch up on.. so bare with me.. As most of you know by now.. I am home! Let me tell you what a LONG drive it was! I had good music... lots of books on tape.. and lots of dog toys and treats. I even tried Benadryl with the puppy hoping it would help him sleep. However, it back fired and he threw up in the hotel and the car! Back East was beautiful... but once I hit Nebraska and Wyoming it was so boring it was painful!!It  The car was packed and the only place left for the puppy was the front seat. He was actually pretty good in the car.. the only problem is he likes to be close to me.. so every time he tried to get closer to me he would shift the car from drive to neutral.. I thought this picture was hilarious.. here I am doing everything possible to keep my eyes open and he gets to lay back and relax.. tough being him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlgZMLEaqI/AAAAAAAAALg/wmDLLKcu4pk/s1600-h/P1040475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlgZMLEaqI/AAAAAAAAALg/wmDLLKcu4pk/s320/P1040475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253836426185042594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4309379732710126854?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4309379732710126854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4309379732710126854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4309379732710126854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4309379732710126854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/10/coming-home-to-utah.html' title='35 hours and 2,100 miles later....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SOlgZMLEaqI/AAAAAAAAALg/wmDLLKcu4pk/s72-c/P1040475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5600574288040331201</id><published>2008-08-20T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T17:21:12.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603271163547&amp;amp;site=widget-9b.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603271163547&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p1/2377900603271163547/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603271163547&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p2/2377900603271163547/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2377900603271163547&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9b.slide.com/p4/2377900603271163547/bb_t040_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came to visit me for my birthday! For a suprise for him, me and Mom decided to get him tickets to the Yankees game to see a game since this is the last season they will play in this stadium. What a adventure. 7 hours on the bus later we arrived in New York and saw about two hours of the game before we had to catch our bus home. He loved it! Although we didn't get to spend a lot of time there, it is a birthday I will never forget!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5600574288040331201?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5600574288040331201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5600574288040331201' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5600574288040331201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5600574288040331201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/08/suprise.html' title='Suprise!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8459815029466524407</id><published>2008-08-11T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:07:47.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He passed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCrX2joO4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/KAXqW0Im9Oo/s1600-h/P1040309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCrX2joO4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/KAXqW0Im9Oo/s320/P1040309.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233371193274809218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you can all go ahead and laugh at me now! I have turned into one of those dog owners that treat their dog like their children! I used to make fun of them, but now I am one of them! I see how easily it can happen, when you don't have children, they tend to become your children. Chance was put in puppy kindergarten to learn a thing or two about obedience. From day one the trainer was very impressed about how well he behaved for being in the shelter since a little puppy! He was so good some weeks I had to wake him up from his nap on the floor to participate! Well.. it was his last week and he passed! ( You know I am making this as cheesy as possible so you can all mock me!)He is such a good boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8459815029466524407?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8459815029466524407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8459815029466524407' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8459815029466524407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8459815029466524407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/08/he-passed.html' title='He passed!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCrX2joO4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/KAXqW0Im9Oo/s72-c/P1040309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-342550002257029134</id><published>2008-08-10T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T01:06:50.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCxbglDP8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/VXxfHohhQCw/s1600-h/P1030294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCxbglDP8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/VXxfHohhQCw/s320/P1030294.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233377853164437442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCxcRA4GPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/5yYRjVHToeQ/s1600-h/P1030295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCxcRA4GPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/5yYRjVHToeQ/s320/P1030295.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233377866166049010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this girls night out was actually our first night out here in VA. So needless to say I have been really behind in my blogging. This was way back in June but thought I would post anyway, because of the experience we had. We went to this great dinner downtown and after wanted to go to a fun place and just hang out and talk. The woman at the restaurant told us to check out this lounge.. it was like an old "speakeasy lounge." She told us to look for the blue light by the door and that would be the place. Well we head down this dark road, and see this blue light, surely this cannot be the place to go. There is not another person in site... how do we get in there? Where is the lounge? It looks like a regular apartment door, but with a blue light. I am not going anywhere near it.. but my friend Sasha decides to go up and knock. She knocks.. then we hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs.. we think oh great we just woke someone up... this lady opens this little sliding peek hole door on the front of the door, and about makes us pee our pants! We go upstairs and it ends up being a lounge in an old apartment. It was actually really neat. Guess it does not sound as bizarre as it actually ended up being, one of those instances that I guess you had to be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-342550002257029134?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/342550002257029134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=342550002257029134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/342550002257029134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/342550002257029134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/08/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls night out...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SKCxbglDP8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/VXxfHohhQCw/s72-c/P1030294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4799860361698747576</id><published>2008-07-15T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T12:57:07.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Vernon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603270837166&amp;amp;site=widget-ae.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603270837166&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/p1/2377900603270837166/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603270837166&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/p2/2377900603270837166/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2377900603270837166&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ae.slide.com/p4/2377900603270837166/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7445204569354682374-4799860361698747576?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4799860361698747576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4799860361698747576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4799860361698747576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4799860361698747576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/07/mount-vernon.html' title='Mount Vernon'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3740045510424685235</id><published>2008-07-10T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:17:46.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Trouble...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJiUMDX_EaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Koo5mpwgIE8/s1600-h/P1030741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJiUMDX_EaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Koo5mpwgIE8/s320/P1030741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231093901976080802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget to mention that I named our house the animal planet. While going to look for a dog, without planning on it, my roommate fell in love with a little kitten. Needless to say we have a new cat and a new dog. They actually get along really well, however, the dog sometimes does not realize he is bigger and stronger, and the kitten is not fond of him engulfing her head in his mouth....They are double trouble!! She knows what he is not supposed to have and does what she has to to let him get it. She knocks things off the table so he can have them. It is fun to watch most of the time.. but does get frustrating when you have worked a night shift and come home to two little naughty children that are out of control!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3740045510424685235?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3740045510424685235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3740045510424685235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3740045510424685235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3740045510424685235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/07/double-trouble.html' title='Double Trouble...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJiUMDX_EaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Koo5mpwgIE8/s72-c/P1030741.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-686898547284483390</id><published>2008-07-08T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T10:40:12.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What got into me???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJIrgQAg8WI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gncJJ9NBohY/s1600-h/P1030415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJIrgQAg8WI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gncJJ9NBohY/s320/P1030415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229289950383501666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I can't really explain why I chose to do what I did. I have always wanted a dog.. however, I knew how much work they were and never really had the oppurtunity living out on my own to get one. Well I was laying on the sofa one day watching TV and kept seeing these ads for the local shelters and how crowded they were becoming and how many animals were having to be euthanized due to no room being available at the shelters. Well I had a day off and decided I would go look at the shelter.. just for fun. My friend hates going to shelters but I talked her into going with me. We spent a few hours at the shelter looking at dogs and taking them out of the cages and playing with them. I absolutely fell in love with one named Jerry. She was a beautiful brown and while pitbull terrior. I filled out an application and was contacted a few days later saying my apartment would not allow that breed. I was afraid of that.. so I gave up on the idea a little bit thinking it was probably for the best, too much work, and maybe not the right time. However, I had heard of one more shelter someone at work told me I needed to look at. I once again took my friend with me. The first stall I looked at my eyes immediately caught the attention of a bright blue eyes pup. Quietly sitting by the door just waiting for someone to come pet him. I looked at all the other dogs, but he was the one. I took him out and instantly fell inlove. I filled out all the paperwork, had an interview (yes you would think I was adopting a child with the whole process. A few days later they called and said I had been approved and I could pick him up in a few days. Many said it was not the right time to get a dog.. but hey I am the one that is oging to have to potty train, crate train, walk him, feed him etc. Right? I iam very lucky I have such a great friend and roommate that is willing to help me train him and put up with the drama of a new puppy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-686898547284483390?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/686898547284483390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=686898547284483390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/686898547284483390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/686898547284483390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-got-into-me.html' title='What got into me???'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJIrgQAg8WI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/gncJJ9NBohY/s72-c/P1030415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5492119142716709487</id><published>2008-07-01T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:28:44.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad thing about traveling....</title><content type='html'>So far traveling has been great... there have been more positive things than negative to traveling. However, I have ran into a BIG negative thing... finding a hair dresser. If anyone knows me well, they know that my hair is my thing. I like to change it up often and my hair dresser always teases me because I go in and complain about how much " re-growth" I have when there is nothing! I actually lucked out in Arizona. I was brave and went to Super Cuts! (I was desperate!) Despite my hesitations they did an amazing job no one could believe I had got it done at super cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not been so lucky here in D.C. I was referred to a salon by someone at work called BANG!!!! It seemed to be a nice enought place, nice people, nice salon.... Well.. I was sick of the blonde thing, so I wanted to go darker. I said, I want to be dark with some redish hightlights.. maybe a little funky and fun.. but nothing extreme... well little did I know I would end up getting red highlights that made me look as if I should be standing at the corner selling my self! I was mortified.. in fact I wouldn't go to work like that!! Not only was it hidious.. I don't know what it was, but I kept telling my roommate I don't think it was made for hair! It seemed toxic!! By the time I got home my scalp was itching so bad.. despite the warnings of not washing my hair... I had to to try and relieve the burning.. (Plus I hoped I could wash away some of the crazy red)... by night time I had a red rash along my hair line and my scalp was peeling!! Now.. I am not a beautician.. but I am smart enough to realize.. that ain't right! I of course was mortified to go in public.. I know realistically that people have better things to do than look at my crazy red hair.. but I felt as if EVERYONE was looking at me... I should know by know that there are far more crazy and entertaining things here in DC to look at than some white girl with crazy hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made an appointment, and got it fixed... the stylist had a little chip on his shoulder saying that he told me it was going to be red, and I said I knew it was going to be red.. but 1. I didn't know it was going to be looking like poster paint in my hair, and 2. I didn't know it was going to have some toxic affect on my poor scalp 3. I didn't know I was going to spend the MOST I have ever spent for my hair, and have it look like a job I could have done at home myself, 4. I didn't know that leaving a huge chunk of blonde on one side of my head (that I have affectionatly named my skunk strip) was supposed to look good. I talked him out of re-charging me.. I have never been charged for a redo before in my life!!! I left the store with a BANG and don't plan on going back. Here is a before and after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOUGHT I WOULD SHOW THE DECENT ONE FIRST....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJibPm0d1WI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QylZiOQGyTY/s1600-h/P1030764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJibPm0d1WI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QylZiOQGyTY/s320/P1030764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231101659611780450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES.. THIS IS REAL.. NO PHOTO SHOP EFFECTS HERE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJIIw2If0BI/AAAAAAAAAII/jlQspEArYIU/s1600-h/P1030387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJIIw2If0BI/AAAAAAAAAII/jlQspEArYIU/s320/P1030387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229251752588464146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5492119142716709487?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5492119142716709487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5492119142716709487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5492119142716709487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5492119142716709487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-thing-about-traveling.html' title='Bad thing about traveling....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SJibPm0d1WI/AAAAAAAAAIg/QylZiOQGyTY/s72-c/P1030764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4254535893462984133</id><published>2008-06-25T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:56:31.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case You Were Wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SHf33OcdvpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BoksyI7N07w/s1600-h/P1030351-0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SHf33OcdvpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BoksyI7N07w/s320/P1030351-0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221914821101731474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...just in case some of you actually check my blog to see what I am up to you may be curious as to where I am and why I have not posted for quite awhile. Well I accepted a job in Washington DC working in a Surgical/Trauma ICU and live in Alexandria VA. Time has flown by! I have already been here six weeks! It seems there is so much that has happened that it would be hard to blog about all of it, so I am going to do the best I can. Let's just say it has been an eye opener moving and working here! It is beautiful here. Work is good. It took awhile to get some of the people I work with to warm up. There are the sista's on the night shift and the philipino mofia during the day... I usually never have had a hard time warming up to people and getting them to accept me. So, it was very hard for me to accept the fact that I was not instantly accepted with warm fuzzies! With time, I was accepted and I love the people I work with. The unit itself is ok... not really as interesting as I thought however I get to float a lot to other units such as the burn unit and I LOVE what I am learning there. It is hard being a traveler... you know you are not a new nurse.. but others don't know that. Here they have a stranger coming in to their unit.. and they don't know what experience you have or that you are not a new nurse.. to them you are new there. Needless to say you don't exactly get the sickest patients, which I love (obviously not good for the patient), so it can get a little old, but oh well. I love where I live. My hospital is only 8 miles from my house, but on a good day it takes at least 30 minutes to get there. Night shifts I have to leave about an hour early. We think traffic is bad in Utah!!! You have no idea how good we have it! Literally, when you are sitting in traffic for 30 minutes and you are not even on the highway yet! Needless to say.. it is very frustrating! When you need to go three miles and it takes 30 minutes!I tried the metro for awhile.. however.. the supposed "most reliable public transportation" decided to become not so reliable once I moved here. The breakdown of the metro that rarely happens, started making a habit once we moved here, therefore it not becoming so reliable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our complex is nice. It was a disaster when we moved in here. It was not even clean when my roommate showed up. There was a hole in the bathroom door, blinds ripped down and down right disgusting! It is very close to many biking/running trails and very close to Oldtown Alexandria which I will post about later, but is turning into my favorite place to be, which you will see why when I post! All in all I am glad I am here! There is so much to see and do here! It is a great place to live!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4254535893462984133?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4254535893462984133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4254535893462984133' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4254535893462984133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4254535893462984133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-case-you-were-wondering.html' title='In Case You Were Wondering...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SHf33OcdvpI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BoksyI7N07w/s72-c/P1030351-0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3806364532469074813</id><published>2008-06-24T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:21:00.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few people from Arizona to remember....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603269691727&amp;amp;site=widget-4f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603269691727&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p1/2377900603269691727/bb_t015_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603269691727&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p2/2377900603269691727/bb_t015_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2377900603269691727&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-4f.slide.com/p4/2377900603269691727/bb_t015_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little late posting these pictures but these are a few of my favorite people I met while working in Phoenix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3806364532469074813?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3806364532469074813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3806364532469074813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3806364532469074813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3806364532469074813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/06/few-people-from-arizona-to-remember.html' title='A few people from Arizona to remember....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4497264757448990784</id><published>2008-06-01T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T14:47:08.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home in Utah for a few days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-17.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603269604375&amp;amp;site=widget-17.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603269604375&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p1/2377900603269604375/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603269604375&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p2/2377900603269604375/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2377900603269604375&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p4/2377900603269604375/bb_t043_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7445204569354682374-4497264757448990784?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4497264757448990784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4497264757448990784' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4497264757448990784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4497264757448990784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/06/home-in-utah-for-few-days.html' title='Home in Utah for a few days.'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5223219690876144396</id><published>2008-05-30T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:32:18.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love to play at the cave...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603269684386&amp;amp;site=widget-a2.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603269684386&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p1/2377900603269684386/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603269684386&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p2/2377900603269684386/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2377900603269684386&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-a2.slide.com/p4/2377900603269684386/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has become a tradition every year for Memorial Day for everyone to load up and head to the cave for a weekend of fun, sun, games, 4-wheelin, and just enjoying being together. For the past four years, it seems I always have to work. This time however, it worked out that I was just ending my job in Az, and got to join the family. As usual, we went for hikes, played games, enjoyed relaxing and visiting, and of course 4-wheelin. Sophia would have ridden that all day into the night had we let her. Thanks Grandma and Grandpa for providing us with such a great tradition and memories we will cherish forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5223219690876144396?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5223219690876144396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5223219690876144396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5223219690876144396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5223219690876144396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day.html' title='We love to play at the cave...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-673809548607229234</id><published>2008-05-21T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:30:03.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed emotions..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SDTlUQWAw_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fQW76aVvnJY/s1600-h/P1020572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SDTlUQWAw_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fQW76aVvnJY/s320/P1020572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203035605667202034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am down to my last two days here. One of which I have to waste at work :( I am filled with mixed emotions. I am excited to go home and see my family for a brief time and excited to move on to the next assignment(which is a suprise for those of you who don't know). However, I have made some good friends here that I am sad to leave. I am also sad that I finally sort of learned to navigate my away around here now only to have to leave! I will miss my roommate Kim and my nephew Jackie Wackie (the dog) the most! I have loved living with them. We have had some good times, and maybe we will get to do an assignment together in the future! I hope Jackie Wackie does not forget how much I love him!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-673809548607229234?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/673809548607229234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=673809548607229234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/673809548607229234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/673809548607229234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/mixed-emotions.html' title='Mixed emotions..'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SDTlUQWAw_I/AAAAAAAAAGg/fQW76aVvnJY/s72-c/P1020572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-687808216376812232</id><published>2008-05-11T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T00:21:09.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfq8PUqG6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zXkOgw2c7SQ/s1600-h/P1010098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfq8PUqG6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zXkOgw2c7SQ/s320/P1010098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199382615448755106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day! I know I am not a mother (hope to be one day), but I do know after watching my Mother and my sister and other mothers around me that it is the hardest job that does not get the recognition it deserves. My mother is the most amazing woman. She is so compassionate and thoughtful. She will do anything for anyone in my family and those around her. She works hard to make every holiday and occasion such a special occasion. My sister is also another amazing woman. She works all day at school and goes non stop when she gets home. She always has such a positive attitude no matter how tired she is or how badly she wants to kick little Oliviahs butt! All the women in my family are amazing Mother's. I want to let them know that their hard work and dedication does not go unrecognized. I Love you ladies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-687808216376812232?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/687808216376812232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=687808216376812232' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/687808216376812232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/687808216376812232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfq8PUqG6I/AAAAAAAAAGY/zXkOgw2c7SQ/s72-c/P1010098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-2332200175449550683</id><published>2008-05-11T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:57:02.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thought</title><content type='html'>So when asked when we were moving down here what floor we preferred I thought I was so smart in saying the 3rd of course! That way you don't have noisy neighbors above you... well it only took ten minutes after arriving here and unloading my car that I did not think it all the way through. This has continued to be a pain... I will tell you what .... it is a great diet plan. You really plan accordingly when grocery shopping about how much food and what food to buy, knowing very well you have to haul it up three flights of stairs! This has been a source of irritation the whole time living here, don't get me wrong its not laziness, it's just a bit inconvinent at times. However, tonight was the final straw when I was carrying in groceries and the bags broke. Let me tell you how happy I was to watch my cans of tuna, apples, water bottle, and girly personal items go rolling down three flights of stairs!!! Next time... I might chance the noisy neighbors and ask for the first floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-2332200175449550683?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/2332200175449550683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=2332200175449550683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/2332200175449550683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/2332200175449550683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-thought.html' title='Random Thought'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4576217827228230679</id><published>2008-05-10T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:47:50.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>City Slickers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfGvfUqG3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/JmkZU6Gz9eU/s1600-h/P1020640-0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfGvfUqG3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/JmkZU6Gz9eU/s320/P1020640-0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199342813986823026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are driving and driving and driving.... I feel as if we have been driving so long we should be at the Grand Canyon! We are going to watch my friend Jaimes compete in barrell racing. Him and his horse Bentley are so good they are on their way to the world championship! We pull up to this arena and he says to me on the phone " Look for my white truck and my big horse trailer." He should have been a bit more specific! We pull up and every truck there is white with a white horse trailer! It was pretty funny. We fit right in.. not! We pull up in our Mercedes... get out with our capris and flip-flops! It felt as if everyone there stopped what they were doing and looked up and stared at the city girls. Jaimes assured us it is because they were jealous (what a good liar he is), we knew it was cause they thought we were crazy! Even if we stood out.. we had fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4576217827228230679?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4576217827228230679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4576217827228230679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4576217827228230679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4576217827228230679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-know-what-this-is.html' title='City Slickers...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfGvfUqG3I/AAAAAAAAAGA/JmkZU6Gz9eU/s72-c/P1020640-0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-5468706503762812736</id><published>2008-05-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:39:10.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swimming anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfki_UqG5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cTuh78Pg83E/s1600-h/P1020630-0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfki_UqG5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cTuh78Pg83E/s320/P1020630-0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_IPHOTO_ID_5199375584587291538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really disgusted when I saw this pool at the Motel 6. I have such an amazing view from my balcony overlooking the Motel 6, and this pool that looks as if it has not been cleaned for months is ruining my beautiful view! Just kidding, its bad enough overlooking the Motel 6, but this is just down right disgusting. One day it was blue... and over the next few days I realized it was green, and getting greener!I don't even want to know why it is turning green....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-5468706503762812736?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/5468706503762812736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=5468706503762812736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5468706503762812736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/5468706503762812736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/swimming-anyone.html' title='Swimming anyone?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfki_UqG5I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/cTuh78Pg83E/s72-c/P1020630-0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-6982277287884407582</id><published>2008-05-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T22:45:18.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Hookie...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfT8PUqG4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/C9jXoOf3UK0/s1600-h/P1020545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfT8PUqG4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/C9jXoOf3UK0/s320/P1020545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199357326681316226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is my good friend Sasha. We met at my current travel assignment and became fast friends. We decided to take a mental health day and take the day off work. We went shopping (and did some serious damage), layed by the pool, and got pedicures. It was well worth the grief we received from work! We plan to travel together and cause more trouble all across the country!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-6982277287884407582?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/6982277287884407582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=6982277287884407582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/6982277287884407582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/6982277287884407582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/playin-hookie.html' title='Playing Hookie...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCfT8PUqG4I/AAAAAAAAAGI/C9jXoOf3UK0/s72-c/P1020545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-3736137063689008962</id><published>2008-05-01T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T09:46:32.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't he handsome?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCcfhvUqG2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/aHhNVJrhKxw/s1600-h/P1020471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCcfhvUqG2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/aHhNVJrhKxw/s320/P1020471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199158959321783138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I love my roommates dog Jackie! I beg her to let him stay in my room at night with me! So although I hate when she goes away for the weekend or to work, I love the fact that I get Jackie to myself!!! One day while she was at work we do we what do best when we are together which is laying on the sofa catching up on lifetime movies. He loves getting in touch with his feminine side! I know that his mommy misses him very much when she is away from him so I try and send her a picture of him. I was messing around and thought this would be funny... he was such a good boy and didn't even try to take them off. He sat there very patiently while I got all the pictures I wanted! Aunt Jessie will miss him very much when we move!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-3736137063689008962?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/3736137063689008962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=3736137063689008962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3736137063689008962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/3736137063689008962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/babysitting-jackie.html' title='Isn&apos;t he handsome?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCcfhvUqG2I/AAAAAAAAAFw/aHhNVJrhKxw/s72-c/P1020471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-1146873260389852250</id><published>2008-04-30T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:16:23.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCE_W5_GoSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xu_xo_wLpxI/s1600-h/P1020405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCE_W5_GoSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xu_xo_wLpxI/s320/P1020405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197505107717431586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wish I could take credit for this picture, but I cant! This was taken by my roommate Kim. She is a great photographer and captured this amazing sunset from Tempe Town Lakes. I attempted to take some sunset pictures when I was out exercising one night. Call me crazy, but by the time I got tripped by the dog, dropped my camera in the sand, and almost dropped it in the lake, I was not longer excited to capture the beautiful sunset! I love this picture! Thanks Kim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-1146873260389852250?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/1146873260389852250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=1146873260389852250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1146873260389852250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1146873260389852250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/amazing.html' title='Amazing...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SCE_W5_GoSI/AAAAAAAAAFg/xu_xo_wLpxI/s72-c/P1020405.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-7825744398342797903</id><published>2008-04-28T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T09:36:32.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite place...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SBqf7J_GoPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EfI6BpMPXlQ/s1600-h/P1020382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SBqf7J_GoPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EfI6BpMPXlQ/s320/P1020382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195640958766981362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving down here I promised myself that I was going to make many personal changes one being exercising regularly again, and getting in great shape! I always made excuses about the weather.. and not enough time when I was back home, but that's all they were.. excuses! No more! Shortly after moving here we found the best spot! It's call Tempe Town Lakes. It is a few minutes from our house and is a huge man made lake. Tempe town Lakes is always a happening place to be. There are concerts, art festivals, people rowing, sailing, running, volleyball tournaments and most recently the location of the Ironman. It's beautiful at sunset to be at one end of the lake and see the sun setting and the silouttes of the sailboats. It is a great place to go with my roommmate and her dog Jackie who LOVES it there, but it is also a great relaxing place to go by myself whether it is to run or simply sit by the water and read. I would have to say this is one thing I will miss most about this place. Me and my roommate have both taken pictures of the sunset at the lakes but I cant get the pictures posted... I will keep trying!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-7825744398342797903?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/7825744398342797903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=7825744398342797903' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7825744398342797903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7825744398342797903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-favorite-place.html' title='My favorite place...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SBqf7J_GoPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/EfI6BpMPXlQ/s72-c/P1020382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-284714119743649406</id><published>2008-04-28T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T18:30:52.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempe Town Lakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SBu2zp_GoQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LOXH-sdJX6Y/s1600-h/P1020385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SBu2zp_GoQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LOXH-sdJX6Y/s320/P1020385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195947593662112002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here is another picture of Tempe Town Lakes. The pictures don't do it justice, so it may be hard for you to see why I LOVE it there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-284714119743649406?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/284714119743649406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=284714119743649406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/284714119743649406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/284714119743649406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/05/tempe-town-lakes.html' title='Tempe Town Lakes'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SBu2zp_GoQI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/LOXH-sdJX6Y/s72-c/P1020385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-778442527623764402</id><published>2008-04-22T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T10:21:08.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just say no..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SA3HbJ_GoOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QH8L-A1ZF_c/s1600-h/images%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SA3HbJ_GoOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QH8L-A1ZF_c/s320/images%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192025214779039970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have experienced it. You are up watching TV or on the computer and you are nearly giving yourself whip lash from falling asleep and then snapping your head up abruptly as you nod off. You decided to go to bed only to realize as soon as you hit the pillow.. wham! Your eyes fly open. You are thinking about work, the groceries you need to buy, what color of scrubs to wear tomorrow,and the biggest stresser of all, you worry about the fact that you are laying in bed worrying, because you know dang well it is keeping you awake. You get up and take something to sleep, knowing very well you could be dragging all day tomorrow, but you don't care you are desperate! Desperate time, desperate measures! You decide a benadryl might do the trick instead of a heavy sleeping pill. You are weary and only take a half.. lucky you, you are the small percentage that get the paradoxical affect of a drug. That is just a fancy word for IT DOES OPPOSITE OF WHAT YOU WANT!!! You are more wide awake than before, and instead of relaxing and actually falling asleep you lay and stare at the clock and the countdown begins.....it starts out as only 7 hours until I have to wake up... then its 5... then its 4... you get the point. Then you end up like me.. its 3am, and my shift starts at six. The math is easy.. I don't really have time to sleep, because we all know that the nights you can't sleep it is inevidable that we fall into a deep sleep about an hour just before we have to get up! Do to the nature of my job, I find that it is really in my patients best interest if I do not go to work and attempt to provide "safe patient care." As a nurse we are taught to be a patient advocate.. in this case I am advocating that their sleepy nurse needs to stay home.. take a nap and possibly lay by the pool.. its all in the best interest of my patient you see....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-778442527623764402?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/778442527623764402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=778442527623764402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/778442527623764402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/778442527623764402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-say-no.html' title='Just say no..'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SA3HbJ_GoOI/AAAAAAAAAEA/QH8L-A1ZF_c/s72-c/images%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-7147927171228580244</id><published>2008-04-21T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:23:10.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isn't he cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SA1zA5_GoMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mb68iJeWjpg/s1600-h/P1020506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SA1zA5_GoMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mb68iJeWjpg/s320/P1020506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191932404830740674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just have to say that my Dad is the most amazing man on this earth! After everything he has been through he never complains and always has a positive outlook on life. I went to Sierra Vista this weekend where he was visiting my Grandparents and got to spend a few days with him. I cherish every minute I have with him and count my blessings that he is still here with me. I love you Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-7147927171228580244?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/7147927171228580244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=7147927171228580244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7147927171228580244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7147927171228580244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/isnt-he-cute.html' title='Isn&apos;t he cute!'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SA1zA5_GoMI/AAAAAAAAADw/Mb68iJeWjpg/s72-c/P1020506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-6233876775034169285</id><published>2008-04-19T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:48:49.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-64.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2377900603261262436&amp;amp;site=widget-64.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603261262436&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-64.slide.com/p1/2377900603261262436/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2377900603261262436&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-64.slide.com/p2/2377900603261262436/bb_t016_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7445204569354682374-6233876775034169285?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/6233876775034169285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=6233876775034169285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/6233876775034169285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/6233876775034169285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/embed-src-httpwidget-64.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-1627090563328390021</id><published>2008-04-15T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:27:34.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do we have to be good at things we consider a hobby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGZuzsbGuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m_X3-sAKJlI/s1600-h/P1020432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188597275137088226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGZuzsbGuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m_X3-sAKJlI/s320/P1020432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when you have a vision of how something should turn out and it turns out to be completely different than what you invisioned..usually for worse vs better, well I experienced that after my first experience painting pottery at "As you Wish," in Tempe Az. My Roommate Kim suggested we go to a place where you pick out your pottery and get to paint it. Well we went, we picked out vases to paint. I picked my colors, had my vision of my design and I was on my way. I took a lot of time on my project for a number of reasons:&lt;br /&gt;                         1. I am a perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;                         2. I am not an artist&lt;br /&gt;                         3. It was going to be used for a birthday present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before, I am not an artist. My painting and drawing abilities have never been shall we just say.. decent. Therefore, I finished my vase and was suprinsingly ok with it. I would have to wait three days while they fired it before I could go pick it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three days later: I look up on the shelf trying to find my vase that I painted. I see one that is painted in the familiar colors of my vase but the things painted on there look like star fish.. just then the lady reaches for that vase and hands it to me. This is definately not what I pictured.. my flowers look like starfish. Well guess we will be picking something else out to paint for the birthday practice.. guess we will just consider this practice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-1627090563328390021?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/1627090563328390021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=1627090563328390021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1627090563328390021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/1627090563328390021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/arizona.html' title='Do we have to be good at things we consider a hobby?'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGZuzsbGuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/m_X3-sAKJlI/s72-c/P1020432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-25760420987932339</id><published>2008-04-12T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:13:45.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls night out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGfLjsbGxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dOi66_maqbY/s1600-h/P1020430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188603266616466194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGfLjsbGxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dOi66_maqbY/s320/P1020430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lucky to have such a good friend and rommmate Kim. She probably sees me more than she would like to! We live together, work together, exercise together, shop together and have fun nights out together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-25760420987932339?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/25760420987932339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=25760420987932339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/25760420987932339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/25760420987932339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/az.html' title='Girls night out...'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGfLjsbGxI/AAAAAAAAADQ/dOi66_maqbY/s72-c/P1020430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-7979784826567510838</id><published>2008-04-12T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:33:54.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papago Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGb9TsbGvI/AAAAAAAAADA/jZef5TfQG28/s1600-h/P1020453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188599723268446962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGb9TsbGvI/AAAAAAAAADA/jZef5TfQG28/s320/P1020453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGcCjsbGwI/AAAAAAAAADI/A1kFefkQABY/s1600-h/P1020463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188599813462760194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGcCjsbGwI/AAAAAAAAADI/A1kFefkQABY/s320/P1020463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a girl down here at the pool who is a Traveling PT (Physical Therapist) from Texas. We quickly became friends and she invited me to go hiking. Every Tuesday a group gathers and they go hiking. Papago park is about a mile away from our house and has a bunch of running trails, hiking trails and red rock to climb. It was not the best sunset that night due to the clouds, but we still had a blast!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-7979784826567510838?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/7979784826567510838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=7979784826567510838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7979784826567510838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/7979784826567510838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/hi.html' title='Papago Park'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/SAGb9TsbGvI/AAAAAAAAADA/jZef5TfQG28/s72-c/P1020453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-4270221177054762807</id><published>2008-04-12T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T11:25:28.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-4270221177054762807?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/4270221177054762807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=4270221177054762807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4270221177054762807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/4270221177054762807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-2598656364055770023</id><published>2008-03-22T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:32:18.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Luckiest Girl....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_pGFe6GI/AAAAAAAAACI/1r8wiwPvbtA/s1600-h/P1020175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185472364948678754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_pGFe6GI/AAAAAAAAACI/1r8wiwPvbtA/s320/P1020175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_p2Fe6HI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mAxF5gIkzos/s1600-h/P1020187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185472377833580658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_p2Fe6HI/AAAAAAAAACQ/mAxF5gIkzos/s320/P1020187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_qWFe6II/AAAAAAAAACY/hIaPPH2PjDc/s1600-h/P1020236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185472386423515266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_qWFe6II/AAAAAAAAACY/hIaPPH2PjDc/s320/P1020236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_q2Fe6JI/AAAAAAAAACg/pl9D0DQtQHs/s1600-h/P1020232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185472395013449874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_q2Fe6JI/AAAAAAAAACg/pl9D0DQtQHs/s320/P1020232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_rGFe6KI/AAAAAAAAACo/TyWWQ1jtzs0/s1600-h/P1020249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185472399308417186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_rGFe6KI/AAAAAAAAACo/TyWWQ1jtzs0/s320/P1020249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy to take things in life for granted. I didn't realize how much I took my amazing family for granted until I moved away. I miss all of them so much, but I especially miss my girls (Tayla, Sophie and Oliviah). I didn't realized how much joy and happiness they brought me until I have had to spend a large amount of time away from them. For Easter they decided to come down and visit Grandpa and Vicki in Sierra Vista! On the way to their house I told Oliviah we were going to Grandma Vicki's.. she screamed and said "Mickey's!" then started singing the Mickey Mouse song..the rest of the trip we called Vicki, Micky!I had missed them so much. We had so much fun. We took the little girls to Tombstone. They had a blast! Vicki wanted to buy them cowboy boots and hats. Out of every color they could have picked,they picked pink! To go along with it Grandma Leanie bought them pink holsters with guns in them. They were the talk of the town. Random people in Tombstone would stop us so they could take their picture! Everywhere they went they were turning heads and making people smile. We rode the stagecoach, ate lunch followed by delicious ice cream and went and saw the cowboy show and visited the petting zoo. They were a site to behold on the way home at the airport. They had their shorts on and cowboy boots, only at that age could that fashion statement be considered cute! It was a very relaxing, fun Easter, however it was not complete without Scott, Josh and Tayla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-2598656364055770023?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/2598656364055770023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=2598656364055770023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/2598656364055770023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/2598656364055770023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Luckiest Girl....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z_pGFe6GI/AAAAAAAAACI/1r8wiwPvbtA/s72-c/P1020175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8681385978358317267</id><published>2008-02-29T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T20:20:33.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What was I thinking....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z1rmFe6DI/AAAAAAAAABw/MKl9KWY4m4Y/s1600-h/P1000084%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185461412782073906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z1rmFe6DI/AAAAAAAAABw/MKl9KWY4m4Y/s320/P1000084%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is familiar with the saying "looks can be deceiving!" Before accepting my job in Az, I googled West Valley Hospital, and this is what appeared. Does not look too bad right? It's a newer hospital, pictures look good, sound like a good facility how bad could it be? Well it didn't take me even an entire 12 hour shift to figure out this is going to be a very long, interesting possibly frustrating 13 weeks!90% of the those working there are travelers or agency, meaning that very few are staff members.. meaning.. there are very few people dumb enough to stay as staff members there! This was quickly realized when it was 10 am on my first day at work, and I was behind in my work (which I usually never am) all because of the stupid little obsticales I was running into at this place they call a hospital. I need a doctor quick.. well let me walk around five time to find a list of the doctor I need to page. I page the doctor tell the secretary I paged Dr.. Something with last name starting with an "A" since I cannot say any of their names. When Dr. "A" calls back, I purpose my problem to him.. only to realize he is talking to fast and in what sounds like anything but English and get the response.. "I cannot do that for you,I am the hospitalist you need to call the renal doctor, you will need to call them." So then it's off to find that doctor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one o clock, I realize I have been running around busy all morning with hourly vitals only to realize me and my friend Kim are the only ones actually going in the room to check on the patient every hour and get vitals. Everyone else is taking them from the computer. No wonder they can work days in a row.. we need a day in between because we actually work! Activity?? Whats that? People looked at me like I had three eyes when I asked to get a patient up to the chair that was on a ventilator. "We don't do that around here." Need a medication quickly... i.e. emergency.. good luck with that.. we are only ICU nurses not even allowed access to all emergency meds.. let's hope if your a patient in that hospital you are not actually very sick.. if you are.. say your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you couldn't tell by now, I am full of a little bit of sarcasim about this new job. I don't know what I expected but it was not this.. It's obvious I am going to need to make a few adjustments. My type A personality that likes perfection and organization at my job, may have to take a back seat for the next 13 weeks. Maybe this is the perfect oppurtunity of the life example I need to learn... learn to accept the things I cannot change... i.e. RELAX and stress less!!! It will be interesting to see how this goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8681385978358317267?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8681385978358317267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8681385978358317267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8681385978358317267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8681385978358317267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-so-cute.html' title='What was I thinking....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_f1ZjYKyAflE/R_Z1rmFe6DI/AAAAAAAAABw/MKl9KWY4m4Y/s72-c/P1000084%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7445204569354682374.post-8367909342467989727</id><published>2008-02-25T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T10:20:42.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I Am....</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am living in Phoenix, Arizona. One might ask what brought me here... to be honest... I am not sure myself. After going to college for what seemed like forever, I graduated from nursing school, got a good job, and continued to go to school to receive my Bachelors which I graduated with this past December. Although I liked my job in Salt Lake (notice I say liked.. not loved) I was ready for something new and different. I have lived in Utah my whole life and decided I needed to venture out and see what else the world had to offer. I was terribly sad to leave my amazing family and my great co-workers (who were the only thing worth going to work for) and my dear friends in Utah, however, I felt this was a step I needed to take. My friend was going traveling and whether she liked it or not.. I decided to come along. So on February 19th I pulled out of my driveway, with the FJ packed as tight as possible (one of the few times I was grateful I bought the gas hog.. lots of packin room!) with a mixture of emotions. I was sad to leave my family and my cute home, but excited for what the future might hold. I was scared,... new town.. new job... but once again... i felt good about my decision and was excited for the journey I was about to begin.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7445204569354682374-8367909342467989727?l=jessiedunn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/feeds/8367909342467989727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7445204569354682374&amp;postID=8367909342467989727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8367909342467989727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7445204569354682374/posts/default/8367909342467989727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiedunn.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-i-am.html' title='Here I Am....'/><author><name>Jessie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11590687368165059451</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
