<?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-23905575</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:24:15.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Opinion...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my opinion, agree or disagree - no matter; my blog, my opinion.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23905575.post-662982916793455169</id><published>2009-09-27T17:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:24:37.052-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NFL</title><content type='html'>So I've started watching the NFL - not through love of football (gag!!!), but it's an amusing day out of the house in the company of some good friends.  Each Sunday there are 15 games in total - there's only 1 TV, and usually 2 laptops, which means plenty of channel surfing.  I'm trying to learn enough about the game so I can follow what the hell is going on and understand why everyone is cheering and/or booing, but this is very difficult to do when someone (not mentioning any names VERN) is changing the channel every 30 seconds.  Between the 5 of us we bet $100 on ProLine tickets - each of us making our own picks based on our own individual preferences.  My picks are made based on the uniform colours of the teams playing (never bet on brown, orange or green), Vern goes for the longshots (trying to cash in on the big ones), Gilles picks the Wicker Ticket (no clue what that means), Bill's picks are based on how he feels that morning (we think...) and Gavin just goes with the flow.  We lost on all our tickets in the first week, cashed in $446 in the second week, and are not doing very well so far this week.  I've been making breakfast, Bill's been making supper and Vern and Gilles play poker to amuse themselves when the football is not very exciting.  It is hilarious for a non-gambler like myself to sit here and watch the silly things that they all bet on (even or odd #'d jersey scoring, field goal going wide left or right, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I know any more about football at the end of the season than I do now?  Somehow I doubt it, but I will have spent countless hours with good friends laughing and having a good time.  Time very well spent!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-662982916793455169?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/662982916793455169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=662982916793455169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/662982916793455169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/662982916793455169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2009/09/nfl.html' title='NFL'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-5386923324193118866</id><published>2009-08-17T22:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T22:59:19.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay It Forward</title><content type='html'>I watched Pay It Forward tonight, and I'm not ashamed to say I cried my eyes out - you'd have to be pretty detached from humanity if it didn't touch you in some way.  The rules are simple:  #1 It has to be something that really helps people. #2 It has to be something they can't do by themselves. #3 I do it for them, they do it for three other people.  The concept is that you help three people do something (or become something) that they couldn't do for themselves (or by themselves), then they have to help three others in return.  In theory this is a noble undertaking - to have enough blind faith in humankind that they would actually return the favour by paying it forward themselves.  I've had my house and my vehicle broken into, I've been let down and betrayed numerous times, I've been used beyond belief by those that are supposed to be my friends...all this, and you want me to have faith in humankind?  I guess this is what makes a person completely selfless - having the ability to have that faith when all around you is saying it would be a complete waste of time and effort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always been the kind of person to help others (even sometimes when they didn't want the help I was offering) and never expect anything in return - I do things because I want to do them, not because I think there might be a payoff at the end.  I actually feel awkward when someone tries to "pay me back" for a favour.  I'm your friend, I don't keep score.  I don't always have the means or the time to do the big things for others, but I sure enjoy the feeling I get when I can do the little things for people.  I've been in the lineup at Tim Hortons and bought coffee for the person in line behind me.  I've paid for a friend's tab at the bar when I left so they could be surpised later.  I've driven half way cross the city to pick someone up or drop them off so they could spend time with their friends.  I've stopped and helped a complete stranger load boxes into their vehicle when they're moving.  I've bought lunch for a homeless person (more than once).  I'm sure if I sat here an picked my brain I could think of several other things I've done as well, but after watching Pay It Forward I'm left wondering if it's enough?  Have the things I've done been important enough to make a difference and cause others to Pay It Forward?  Somehow I doubt it.  Do I need to part the Red Sea, or turn water into wine in order to compell others to want to help others?  Where are we going if all we can think of is ourselves?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-5386923324193118866?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0223897/' title='Pay It Forward'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/5386923324193118866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=5386923324193118866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5386923324193118866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5386923324193118866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2009/08/pay-it-forward.html' title='Pay It Forward'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-244555673320767202</id><published>2008-07-05T23:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:44:29.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Organizing Life</title><content type='html'>Do you ever notice that when you start to organize the junk drawer in the kitchen, you end up organizing every nook and cranny in the whole bloody house?  It's called a "snow-ball" effect - I'm sure you are all familiar with it.  Whether it's the theory of one drink turns into ten, opening the jar of peanuts and only having ONE peanut, or reading one more paragraph before lights out - it's all the same concept; once you get started, you just can't stop!  I've spent the last three weeks organizing my home - I've made numerous trips to the store to pick up tote-bins, tool boxes, boxes, hangers, shelves, everything and anything to do with cleaning up the clutter - I'm exhausted, but still don't think I am done.  I sit down at night with a pen and paper on the coffee table beside me just so I can add to the list the many things I have forgotten to pick up, or jot down the next idea for how I'm going to organize the next room.  It all starts with that bloody junk drawer in the kitchen...wait a minute, I don't have a junk drawer in my kitchen - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-244555673320767202?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/244555673320767202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=244555673320767202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/244555673320767202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/244555673320767202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2008/07/organizing-life.html' title='Organizing Life'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-5487745057695882442</id><published>2008-05-30T21:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T21:34:31.905-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>It has been a very long time since my last blog...thanks to Facebook!  I love it, and I hate it.  It has been good in connecting me to people I haven't seen in ages...it has been bad in connecting me to people I have been "ducking" (yes, there's always the option of declining a friend request...but that would just be plain rude don't ya think?).  It's great at keeping me updated with what's going on with friends when there's just no time to call (during "appropriate" hours)...it's bad at almost being a "spy-tool".  I could go on and on about all the pros and cons - trust me, for every pro there is a con - but let's just say I like the fact that I have the option to turn it on at my leisure and gawk at what's going on in all my friends' lives...hahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-5487745057695882442?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.facebook.com' title='Facebook'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/5487745057695882442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=5487745057695882442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5487745057695882442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5487745057695882442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2008/05/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-7420002967760154236</id><published>2007-03-16T06:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T06:34:02.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This guy's gotta go!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfqOjq0Ex4I/AAAAAAAABhk/tCtFNkDQF0w/s1600-h/sanjaya_malakar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042499476233963394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfqOjq0Ex4I/AAAAAAAABhk/tCtFNkDQF0w/s320/sanjaya_malakar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a singing contest, remember????  What's this guy still doing on the stage???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-7420002967760154236?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/7420002967760154236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=7420002967760154236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/7420002967760154236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/7420002967760154236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-guys-gotta-go.html' title='This guy&apos;s gotta go!!!'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfqOjq0Ex4I/AAAAAAAABhk/tCtFNkDQF0w/s72-c/sanjaya_malakar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23905575.post-1539777543439495761</id><published>2007-03-13T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T06:32:20.656-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Got Rhythm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rfdmgq0Ex3I/AAAAAAAABhc/sg7yOnU7AFo/s1600-h/jordin_sparks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041611019299112818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rfdmgq0Ex3I/AAAAAAAABhc/sg7yOnU7AFo/s320/jordin_sparks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfdmHK0Ex2I/AAAAAAAABhU/BVg1ty3A3bY/s1600-h/gina_glocksen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041610581212448610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfdmHK0Ex2I/AAAAAAAABhU/BVg1ty3A3bY/s320/gina_glocksen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know there's only 6 girls left now, but these are my top 2. I had Jordin and Gina in my top 3 right from the start, along with Sabrina (sad to see her go), hopefully America doesn't let me down completely! The show's about to start, gotta make some popcorn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-1539777543439495761?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/1539777543439495761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=1539777543439495761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/1539777543439495761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/1539777543439495761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/03/girls-got-rhythm.html' title='Girls Got Rhythm'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rfdmgq0Ex3I/AAAAAAAABhc/sg7yOnU7AFo/s72-c/jordin_sparks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23905575.post-4133622136534973899</id><published>2007-03-13T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T06:31:16.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfdfLa0ExyI/AAAAAAAABg0/m_OcM1Zo2RY/s1600-h/Sabrina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041602957645498146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfdfLa0ExyI/AAAAAAAABg0/m_OcM1Zo2RY/s320/Sabrina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me get this straight...American Idol is a competition where they weed out the singers from the screamers, and eventually you get down to where you hopefully have some talent. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;What channel is that on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I mean REALLY!? Sanjaya? PULEEEEZE! Clean your ears America!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-4133622136534973899?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/4133622136534973899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=4133622136534973899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/4133622136534973899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/4133622136534973899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/03/talent.html' title='Talent'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/RfdfLa0ExyI/AAAAAAAABg0/m_OcM1Zo2RY/s72-c/Sabrina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23905575.post-5389235799749613376</id><published>2007-02-27T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T22:21:52.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>So tonight I missed Phil's performance at the beginning, I didn't even catch the judges reactions so I have no clue how he did (sorry Phil, I can't put you in my top 3 on faith).  I thought Chris Richardson was FANTASTIC!  And I LOVED what Blake Lewis did!  I have to add Chris Sligh to the top 3 today 'cuz he was pretty damn good too.  I'm watching the last performance now (yes, as I write this); it's Sundance.  I just can't put someone named Sundance in the top 3 - I know it's not his fault, but I just can't.  He did do a good Mustang Sally, but I just can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-5389235799749613376?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/5389235799749613376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=5389235799749613376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5389235799749613376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5389235799749613376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/02/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-8447073136032530660</id><published>2007-02-25T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:57:47.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and the Oscar goes to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/ReJyl25wJ2I/AAAAAAAABec/qmxhb27NNA0/s1600-h/2_oscar01.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035713328072107874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/ReJyl25wJ2I/AAAAAAAABec/qmxhb27NNA0/s320/2_oscar01.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like to watch the Academy Awards each year; I always try to see all the movies that are being nominated so I have a more informed opinion when they announce the winners...but each year I watch, I go "huh??" because I see them announcing nominees for movies I've never heard of. What's up with that??? I DID see The Departed (LOVED IT), I saw Blood Diamond (AWESOME), The Devil Wears Prada (good), Pirates of the Caribbean (FANTASTIC), the Good Shepherd (kind of boring), Black Dhalia (not so good), and I saw Children of Men (again, not so good).  Now that I've seen the Oscars, I &lt;strong&gt;really really&lt;/strong&gt; want to see Babel, The Prestige, Pans Labyrinth, Queen, Marie Antoinette, and the Last King of Scotland. Next year I'll try to get them all in BEFORE the Oscars!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-8447073136032530660?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.oscars.org/' title='...and the Oscar goes to...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/8447073136032530660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=8447073136032530660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/8447073136032530660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/8447073136032530660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-award-goes-to.html' title='...and the Oscar goes to...'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/ReJyl25wJ2I/AAAAAAAABec/qmxhb27NNA0/s72-c/2_oscar01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23905575.post-5671827801282792718</id><published>2007-02-22T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T19:01:02.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This year I told myself I was going to watch all of American Idol...partly because I like the show, and partly because I'm tired of missing episodes and not being able to keep the people straight. Here we are only a few weeks in and already I've missed two shows. I watched all the auditions (that's the best part, I LOVE Simon), the first two shows of Hollywood week, and then bam! I missed the one where they went from so many down to the top 24 that would make the performance stage! I got to see the guys on Tuesday, then missed the girls last night. Tonight I will watch the first "bye-bye's" and then make my 3 fav's from the girls next week. Here are my top 3 favs for the guys (sorry guys, I know I've probably just ruined any chances you just had by picking you as my favs...that's just how MY luck works sometimes):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rd5HgpWbDAI/AAAAAAAABd8/nebRp7wUXWM/s1600-h/Phil+Stacey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034540059628080130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rd5HgpWbDAI/AAAAAAAABd8/nebRp7wUXWM/s320/Phil+Stacey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phil Stacey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034540059628080114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rd5HgpWbC_I/AAAAAAAABd0/3zVhbmdeBu8/s320/Chris+Richardson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Richardson&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rd5H9ZWbDBI/AAAAAAAABeE/7X8RewHHYLc/s1600-h/Blake+Beat+Box+Lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034540553549319186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rd5H9ZWbDBI/AAAAAAAABeE/7X8RewHHYLc/s320/Blake+Beat+Box+Lewis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blake Lewis&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-5671827801282792718?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/5671827801282792718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=5671827801282792718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5671827801282792718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5671827801282792718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-year-i-told-myself-i-was-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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/_bCJ8Q5iWfvI/Rd5HgpWbDAI/AAAAAAAABd8/nebRp7wUXWM/s72-c/Phil+Stacey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23905575.post-2975764011894713378</id><published>2007-02-16T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:27:12.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner with Friends</title><content type='html'>We went for dinner tonight - the crazy bunch who USED to work at KN.  As usual, we had a riot, but this time we didn't harass and embarrass the poor waiter.  We were missing Sheri unfortunately, but a new person joined the group tonight; her name was Colleen.  I guess she used to work at KN too, but that was before my time.  She is a hoot (as my new workmate Corrine would say)!  We laughed so hard at so many memories.  I heard stories tonight about people I used to work with that blew me away...and some that didn't surprise me at all.  Still, we are all very glad that we no longer work at KN!  We are having a fondue in about 5 weeks (I know, it seems like record time and we're back at it...but THAT'S the way it should be!) and I can't wait!  I love to spend time with my friends!  Raise your glasses girls, here's to you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-2975764011894713378?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/2975764011894713378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=2975764011894713378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/2975764011894713378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/2975764011894713378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/02/dinner-with-friends.html' title='Dinner with Friends'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-1996821055552839162</id><published>2007-02-11T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:26:38.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Children of Men</title><content type='html'>Two words.  Don't bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-1996821055552839162?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/1996821055552839162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=1996821055552839162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/1996821055552839162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/1996821055552839162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/02/children-of-men.html' title='Children of Men'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-8402322463284556482</id><published>2007-01-28T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:08:17.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Windows Internet Explorer</title><content type='html'>I downloaded the new Windows Internet Explorer this weekend.  I haven't had a lot of time to play around in it, but from what I've seen so far, I really like it.  Everything seems to run from a more central hub now; gmail, picasa, bookmarks, blog...everything runs from the homepage now - and with only one sign in!  I'm curious to see if I can access everything (bookmarks and all) from a remote computer with my google sign in same as I can from home.  Note to viewers...if you look at my Jodi's Album link on my blog and see your picture, but don't want it there - let me know and I'll gladly remove it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-8402322463284556482?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/8402322463284556482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=8402322463284556482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/8402322463284556482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/8402322463284556482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-windows-internet-explorer.html' title='New Windows Internet Explorer'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-5276664269856201835</id><published>2007-01-14T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T17:05:17.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>24 - Season 6</title><content type='html'>How many people have been anticipating tonight with the same anxiety as a six year old child on Christmas Eve?  If you haven't guessed, I am talking about 24!  Yes, that's right, Jack's back and I can't hardly wait!  I purposely timed the watching of Season 5 (all 24 episodes in one and a half days) for the end of December, just so that I wouldn't have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;looooooong&lt;/span&gt; wait from one season to the next "Fox-time".  Only trouble is, now I am a slave to the TV - I HAVE to be home when it's on (I have this dread in the pit of my stomach that if I try to set the VCR, something will happen - like the power going off - and it won't get taped, then I'm fucked!), no ifs ands or buts about it!  Bree will understand what I mean.  There's a two hour season opener on tonight, and another two hour show again tomorrow - DO NOT expect me to answer my phone for those four hours!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-5276664269856201835?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.fox.com/24/' title='24 - Season 6'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/5276664269856201835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=5276664269856201835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5276664269856201835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/5276664269856201835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/01/24-season-6.html' title='24 - Season 6'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-8588005824749091644</id><published>2007-01-14T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:32:01.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Shepherd</title><content type='html'>Friday night Gary (brother), Mel (friend &amp; brother's girlfriend) and I went for dinner and a show.  I got to pick the restaurant so it was Red Robin (I LOVE their bonsai burger!!!), and Mel got to pick the show.  We saw The Good Shepherd.  I had no idea what to expect - which is good because normally I have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;conceived notion of what it should be like, then I usually end up disappointed - but it was good.  The acting was good, the story was good, the whole movie was good...but I'm not convinced that the writers resolved the story entirely.  I left thinking that there should have been a little more explanation at the end.  Would I recommend this show to friends?  Sure...but not wholeheartedly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-8588005824749091644?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0343737/' title='The Good Shepherd'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/8588005824749091644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=8588005824749091644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/8588005824749091644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/8588005824749091644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-shepherd.html' title='The Good Shepherd'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-4364790200451153698</id><published>2007-01-14T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:23:37.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Diamond</title><content type='html'>This movie was fantastic -  I went with my friend Anne and we both enjoyed it immensely!  Leonardo DiCaprio was awesome, as were the other actors &amp; actresses.  The story line was intense (A farmer, a smuggler, and a syndicate of businessmen match wits over the possession of a priceless diamond.) as it was based on a true story - highly disturbing that this actually goes on in the world!  I recommend this show to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-4364790200451153698?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0450259/' title='Blood Diamond'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/4364790200451153698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=4364790200451153698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/4364790200451153698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/4364790200451153698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2007/01/blood-diamond.html' title='Blood Diamond'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-116344355922815219</id><published>2006-11-13T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T16:57:09.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Departed</title><content type='html'>WOW! You MUST see this movie! That's all I'm gonna say; see it or don't, it's up to you; like it or hate it, that's your opnion, but I recommend this movie to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a friend over for dinner last night (have I ever told you that I like to have people over for dinner?) and made steak (with homemade bbq sauce), asparagus and stuffed potatoes (cheese, bacon, green onion and seasoning). We drank lots of coffee, enjoyed our meal and then went to see The Departed. We left the theatre in awe of the actors who portrayed the characters so brilliantly - what a performance. We caught a trailer for a new movie coming out called 300 - I've reserved my "front seat" spot for that movie with my friend right away. We came back to my place for a drink and looked up 300 on the internet - WOW, I can hardly wait until March 9, 2007 when it comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an evening, thanks friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-116344355922815219?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://thedeparted.warnerbros.com/' title='The Departed'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/116344355922815219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=116344355922815219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/116344355922815219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/116344355922815219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/11/departed.html' title='The Departed'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-116344263774918923</id><published>2006-11-13T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T11:33:02.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nite out with Friends</title><content type='html'>Back on March 29 I wrote: &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So I spent the evening tonight with some friends I haven't seen in a long time, and let me tell you that after all the fun we had, I don't want to wait another 6 months to do it again."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Guess what? We waited SEVEN months!!! How bad is that? Don't get me wrong, most of us see each other frequently in between "nites out", but as a group, we are truly pathetic. We started to organize a bbq at Carla's way back in June, then it became August, then we tried for September, September became October and someone had to cancel out for a wedding (which turned out to be their own - Joylynn....), then October turned to November and here we are. We almost had to cancel due to freezing rain, but we braved the elements and said "fuck it, we must go NOW". We went to dinner at Moxies Kingsway, the food wasn't that great, but our server was highly appropriate for the mood we were all in. We ended up naming him "Paco the Cabana boy", turned him bright red a few times and even had him speechless once or twice. Unfortunately for us (and maybe fortunately for him) his last night at the restaurant was that week, he said he was going to knock door to door to raise money and awareness for World Vision or something like that (ask Lynn, she can tell you all about it, she's very passionate about such things). I haven't laughed that hard since the last time we all went out. Isn't it nice that friends can do that to/for one another? That's why it's important to stay in touch and go out frequently.   Girls, I say we plan for every second month - a standing date, and we take turns picking the restaurant.  What do you say????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-116344263774918923?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/116344263774918923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=116344263774918923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/116344263774918923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/116344263774918923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/11/nite-out-with-friends.html' title='Nite out with Friends'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-115621993327402584</id><published>2006-08-21T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:12:13.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>39 and holding (or so they say)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/1600/Fireworks%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/320/Fireworks%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was kind of what my dessert looked like at the restaurant tonight - thanks Glenn! Today was my 39th birthday, and it was a really nice day. I went to my new job, which I still enjoy immensely, had Tim Horton's for breakfast, lunch in the sun with my friend Sheri (even though she didn't know it was my birthday - bag!) and dinner at the Moose Factory with Karen and her new husband Eric, my friend Amanda and Glenn. It was really nice. We had a wonderful dinner, a few drinks, a relaxing coffee (ok, well, maybe 5 or 6 coffee), and then some yummy ice cream dessert that had sparklers on it (thanks Glenn, you know you will pay for that, don't you?!) At least they didn't jump on the chairs, clap out some horrendous rhyme and sing an off-key version of happy birthday!  Thanks everyone for making my day special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-115621993327402584?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/115621993327402584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=115621993327402584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/115621993327402584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/115621993327402584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/08/39-and-holding-or-so-they-say.html' title='39 and holding (or so they say)'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-115518075457280092</id><published>2006-08-09T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T21:32:34.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Loooong Time</title><content type='html'>It's been a very long time since I last posted...partly 'cuz I've been to bloody busy, and partly 'cuz I've been too freakin' lazy. So here I am. No promises on how often I'm going to post, no promises on quality or content, no promises on anything. Sorry. I've come to learn that promises mean nothing, deals mean nothing, and time spent is time wasted...for some people at least. Here's where I'm going with this - I changed jobs this week. Yup, I left KN. I started at CH on Tuesday. MAN! What a difference!!! I went from 2 weeks vacation to 4 weeks (plus 5 personal days), 4 sick days to 18 sick days, 50% co-pay on ABHC to 75%, and last but not least $8000 more a year to start! SEE! BIG difference! And that's just the start. The benefits package is much better (and cheaper), there's a pension, there's merit increases &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on top&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of cost of living, and just the whole environment is just generally better. When I put in my notice a few people said they weren't surprised, a few people were shocked, but for the most part, no one cared. I went out on such a low note, my boss didn't even offer to spring for my going away lunch, which I pretty much had to plan myself. What a shame. I feel like the last 4 years of my life there were unappreciated, unrecognized and completely wasted. I had to go out of my way to contact HO to let them know what my duties were for fear that no one would know what I did there, 'cuz as far as I could tell, no one here at branch level gave a ratz arse that there was no one being trained to fill the role. The people at HO were very appreciative of my efforts, and sadly disappointed that it had to come to that. What a sad place to work. WhooooHoooo....FREEDOM!!!! There are now FOUR people who used to work at KN that now work at CH...all within the last year - how telling is that? See ya soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-115518075457280092?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/115518075457280092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=115518075457280092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/115518075457280092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/115518075457280092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/08/loooong-time.html' title='Loooong Time'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114546760990111268</id><published>2006-04-19T11:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T11:42:09.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/1600/1pooltournament_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/320/1pooltournament_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the beginning of the end - the end of this year's pool season that is. We played for 27 weeks to find out who's who in the division, now we get to play for 5 days to find out who's who in the city. Our team didn't win a trip from the division (we miss Adam!), but we have a chance to do some damage this week and hopefully win a wild card (wish us luck!). We didn't play that shit hot during the season, but when it comes to tournament play I think we become a different group of people and we seem to find that 'next gear' and kick it pretty hard - look out, 'cuz here comes the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dirty Magic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114546760990111268?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114546760990111268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114546760990111268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114546760990111268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114546760990111268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/04/pool-tournament.html' title='Pool Tournament'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114393948120407351</id><published>2006-04-01T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T17:58:01.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water Facts</title><content type='html'>1. 75% of Americans are chronically dehydrated.         &lt;br /&gt;2. The thirst mechanism in 37% of adults is so weak that it is often mistaken for hunger.         &lt;br /&gt;3. Even MILD dehydration will slow down one's metabolism as much as 3%.         &lt;br /&gt;4. One glass of water will shut down midnight hunger pangs for almost 100% of the dieters.      &lt;br /&gt;5. Lack of water is the #1 trigger of daytime fatigue.         &lt;br /&gt;6. Preliminary research indicates that 8-10 glasses of water a day could significantly ease back joint pain for up to 80% of sufferers.         &lt;br /&gt;7. A mere 2% drop in body water can trigger fuzzy short-term memory, trouble with basic math, and difficulty focusing on the computer screen or on a printed page.         &lt;br /&gt;8. Drinking 5 glasses of water daily decreases the risk of colon cancer by 45%, plus it can slash the risk of breast cancer by 79%, and one is 50% less likely to develop bladder cancer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114393948120407351?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114393948120407351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114393948120407351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114393948120407351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114393948120407351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/04/water-facts.html' title='Water Facts'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114393929385275538</id><published>2006-04-01T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T17:54:53.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Water</title><content type='html'>Make sure you drink &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; 8 - 8 oz. glasses of water per day.  The rule of thumb is, for every 50 pounds of body weight you carry, drink one litre of bottled (spring or filtered) water per day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water helps in:&lt;br /&gt;·         Lubricating and cushioning your joints&lt;br /&gt;·         Removing toxins from your body as you heal&lt;br /&gt;·         Aiding in your circulation&lt;br /&gt;·         Helping control your body's temperature&lt;br /&gt;·         Keeping your skin healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies are mostly water, and so this ongoing intake of water is essential to our every function. Drink the appropriate amounts, and everything will function at optimal levels. Don't drink enough water, and over the short term you will experience routine fatigue, dry skin, headaches and constipation; over the longer term, every body function will degrade more quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink water at room temperature, if possible, as ice-cold water can harm the delicate lining of your stomach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114393929385275538?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114393929385275538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114393929385275538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114393929385275538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114393929385275538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/04/water.html' title='Water'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114336106471270176</id><published>2006-03-26T01:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:31:46.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Evening with Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I spent the evening tonight with some friends I haven't seen in a long time, and let me tell you that after all the fun we had, I don't want to wait another 6 months to do it again. We went to Lynn's house for a fondue - Sheri, Joylynn, Carla and myself - now, for those of you who have never been to a fondue, it's quite a social activity. We sat around and chopped veggies &amp; fruit, sliced beef &amp;amp; chicken, cut cake &amp; donuts, and drank a lot of wine. We had a traditional oil fondue, a cheese fondue AND a chocolate fondue. What a feast! We kept saying to each other "look at all this food", but by the time the night was over most of the food was gone...and so was the wine! A fondue is a great opportunity to get together and chat about this or that, gossip about various things, and just basically relax and enjoy each other's company. We laughed over the silliest things (Lynn, I promise I won't put your "almost got laid" story on here), and just basically had a really good time. Lynn, thank you for the evening, I enjoyed it thoroughly, but next time you should come to mine &amp;amp; Carla's side of town...but you may have to pick Sheri up on the way...haha!  Carla, you might be on the hook to "hostess" the event if I can't send the dogs on a sleepover...unless I can convince Joy that they're really  two tiny little lap dogs ... LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114336106471270176?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114336106471270176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114336106471270176' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114336106471270176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114336106471270176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/evening-with-friends.html' title='Evening with Friends'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114315034929487182</id><published>2006-03-23T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T14:45:49.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>...funny how there never seems to be enough of it anymore.  I always end up with too many things to do and not enough time to get them all done before I hit the pillow in a completely exhausted state, only to get not-enough-sleep, wake up and start the same riga-marole all over again the next day.  Between job #1, job #2, home based business, cooking &amp; cleaning, housework, laundry, pets and "me time" (what little of it there is) 24 hours just isn't enough(Clooner, I don't know how Jack Bauer does it)!!!  I can remember when I was a kid, it seemed like FOREVER before next week would roll around for the next peewee softball game, but now...it's like 'where the hell did the whole season go, didn't we only start last week'???  I need about 20 or so more hours in a week - can anyone arrange that for me?  I want to fit in so many more things, but there's nothing I can drop to make room...and for someone who is as highly organized as me, it is very frustrating that I can't make it all work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114315034929487182?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114315034929487182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114315034929487182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114315034929487182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114315034929487182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114291865784332868</id><published>2006-03-20T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:24:17.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool "Players"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/1600/100-808-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/320/100-808-t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it when you call a "Hail Mary" shot and atually almost make it, people (usually people who THINK they can play) say shit like "holy, I can't believe that almost went", or "wow, that would have been lucky"???  How long have you been playing pal?  I saw the shot, I called the shot, and I almost made the damn shot - you should be in awe you nit-wit!  Yeah it would have been nice to make the shot (I'm talking taking the cue ball off two rails, kicking the 8 and caroming it off another ball across the table into the side pocket - I came a little less than 3" short of the side pocket), but the fact that I saw it and called it should be enough to make your head spin when you can't even pot more than 3 balls in a row on any given day!  If you can't recognize a how difficult that shot is to even attempt you should go back to Fun League and leave the big games to the real players!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114291865784332868?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114291865784332868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114291865784332868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114291865784332868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114291865784332868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/pool-players.html' title='Pool &quot;Players&quot;'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114273248374397884</id><published>2006-03-18T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T18:42:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>25 centimetres...that's what the weatherman is calling for! I think the last time I checked there was about 3 feet out there, and that's after shovelling for 1/2 hour - thank frank my sidewalk is only about 8 feet long! I had to work this morning at 7am, so about 6:15 I called a taxi, thinking they'd need some extra time, what with the roads and all...at 10 after 7 I still hadn't got past the damn busy signal for about 8 different taxi companies so I figured I'd better start hoofin' it. I pulled out my big-ass snowmobile boots and my warmest mittens and bundled up as best I could, cranked my ipod and headed out into the blizzard. Remember, at 7am there isn't a whole lot of traffic, so "trodding" takes on a whole new meaning at this point. It took about 1/2 hour, and by the time I got there my legs were like jelly! I walk my dogs every morning, so it's not like walking is a new thing, but in this much snow it becomes quite a challenge. Glenn was the absolute best today - after standing for 8 hours at work, when the taxi company told me it was going to be up to a 2 hour wait he gave me a ride home - thanks Glenn! It snowed all day while I was at work, so any shovelling I had previously done was completely for naught, but at some point during the day my neighbour borrowed my shovel to do her walks and kindly did mine as well - thanks Theresa! Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114273248374397884?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114273248374397884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114273248374397884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114273248374397884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114273248374397884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114248651658693011</id><published>2006-03-15T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T22:21:56.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creating Links</title><content type='html'>HOLY COW!  Who'da thought it'd be so damn hard to create a link to something?  Thanks to Bree I FINALLY got her blog and her pics linked to my blog, but what an ordeal!  Then I decided to try and create my own pic site and then link it as well...well, let me tell you, it was sure easier the second time around.  I don't know much about flickr, but I managed to get some photos uploaded to it and then linked that site to my blog.  All I have are some pics from Vegas last year...nothing like Bree's eleventy thousand pics she has, but as soon as I get my camera back from my sis I'll be able to shoot some shots of the beasts that live under the stairs and get them on too.  Slowly but surely I am getting into this whole 'online' thing...wish me luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114248651658693011?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114248651658693011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114248651658693011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114248651658693011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114248651658693011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/creating-links.html' title='Creating Links'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114238360018289959</id><published>2006-03-14T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T17:46:40.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Lapse</title><content type='html'>Weatherman!  That was the name of the other movie we watched the other night!  As Mel pointed out...it wasn't that memorable of a movie, so no wonder I didn't remember the name.  Mel is kinda nice that way - she won't come out and actually SAY that I'm a retard 'cuz I can't remember a movie I just watched, she'll say something nice 'cuz she's a nice girl...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114238360018289959?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114238360018289959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114238360018289959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114238360018289959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114238360018289959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/memory-lapse.html' title='Memory Lapse'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114231465695998232</id><published>2006-03-13T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:26:54.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/1600/Advent-9-Balltn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5316/2475/320/Advent-9-Balltn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE pool...LOVE to win...but I GOTTA have fun doing it. If you can't have fun (win or lose), DON'T PLAY! I hate poor sports and sore losers. I'm as competitive as the next person, but I don't go throwing my cues around when I miss a shot or lose a game. Buddy!...it's only a game, it's not life or death - chill out, you're not going to win them all...GUARANTEED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114231465695998232?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114231465695998232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114231465695998232' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114231465695998232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114231465695998232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/pool.html' title='Pool'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114231392293275826</id><published>2006-03-13T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:25:22.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Guests</title><content type='html'>Had my brother and his girlfriend (my friend &amp; hairdresser) Mel over for dinner and movies on Saturday.  We had lemon/garlic stuffed chicken, steamed butter/pepper asparagus, garlic/dill baked beets and Tuscan roasted potatoes...and smarties for dessert.  YUMMY!  We watched North Country and something else (I'm losing my mind - I can't for the life of me remember what else we watched...don't ya HATE that!?).  Mel, help me out here...what was the other movie???  North Country was good - not quite what I expected, but then again, I'm not sure what I was expecting...maybe something along the lines of Silkwood?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114231392293275826?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114231392293275826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114231392293275826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114231392293275826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114231392293275826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/dinner-guests.html' title='Dinner Guests'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114223027251105132</id><published>2006-03-12T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:11:12.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>I watched the Goblet of Fire today, and I must say, the ending is a little too anti-climactic for all the huffin' and puffin' that came before, and now we have to wait how long for the next one, that MAY tie up all the loose ends?  I don't know, maybe I expected too much from this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114223027251105132?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114223027251105132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114223027251105132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114223027251105132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114223027251105132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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-23905575.post-114214503852985752</id><published>2006-03-11T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:28:37.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets</title><content type='html'>Pets are a wonderful thing - take mine for instance, (for those of you who have met them, you will understand exactly what I am talking about) they have developed amazing personalities in the few years they've been with me. I got my cat Indy in 1999; just a regular grey tabby cat, but what a character. She'll be lying in front of the heat register having a nap and then all of a sudden flip over 3 feet in the air and land staring at you with the most bizzare look on her little face, and you just know that if she could speak she'd say something like "what'd ya do THAT for?!" My border collie Willow came along in 2001 - she's so smart and SO full of energy, but such a 'mama's girl'...she follows me around from room to room afraid I'll disappear if she's not watching constantly. Six months later came my sandy colored shepherd Jazz - gorgeous dog, but not too equipped in the brains department. Put the three together and you have quite a handfull, but I wouldn't trade them for all the Tim's in Canada! They're growing up fast, but at least unlike children, they won't feel the need to move out and be on their own any time soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23905575-114214503852985752?l=jo-opinion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/feeds/114214503852985752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23905575&amp;postID=114214503852985752' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114214503852985752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23905575/posts/default/114214503852985752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jo-opinion.blogspot.com/2006/03/pets.html' title='Pets'/><author><name>Jodi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02225903158634926922</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>
