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term="musings" /><category term="lemon recipes" /><category term="christmas blues" /><category term="BSL" /><category term="eating for your blood type" /><title>(Mis)adventures</title><subtitle type="html">sporadic musings on what tickles me.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" 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type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7739241621019429252/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=7739241621019429252" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7739241621019429252?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7739241621019429252?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-blog-has-moved.html" title="this blog has moved" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkMBSHc_eip7ImA9WxBQFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-2177068723745837007</id><published>2010-01-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:47:39.942-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-13T21:47:39.942-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phoenix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="switch phoenix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Switch!</title><summary>If we were playing word association games and you shouted the word 'switch' at me, I'd respond with 'Will Smith.' If you don't remember his 2005 segue into almost real-ish hip hop I suggest you look it up. You'll be singing it all day. It was a solid hit Will, I give you that.

I am going somewhere with this.

Tonight we ate at a restaurant called Switch, and not only was it amazing, but I have </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2177068723745837007/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=2177068723745837007" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2177068723745837007?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2177068723745837007?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/switch.html" title="Switch!" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/S06Z1FHjJBI/AAAAAAAABDI/BHK0TZdLwYc/s72-c/2010-01-13+20.10.09.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QGSX48eCp7ImA9WxBQE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-2306247005538998600</id><published>2010-01-12T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:02:08.070-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-12T21:02:08.070-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Thai Coconut Curry</title><summary>We love Thai food in this house. Sometimes we're bold enough to experiment with making our own. Tonight was a success, and so simple:

We cooked some onions and mushrooms in a skillet and added frozen green beans. I suppose you could add any veggies you like.

Next we added a jar of Thai red curry sauce (we got it at Safeway) and a can of light coconut milk from Trader Joes. Season as you wish </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2306247005538998600/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=2306247005538998600" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2306247005538998600?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2306247005538998600?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/thai-coconut-curry.html" title="Thai Coconut Curry" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/S01E5weE8dI/AAAAAAAABC4/gcuHg8XhssE/s72-c/mail.google.com" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MFQHc5fyp7ImA9WxBQE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-6331753569013740536</id><published>2010-01-12T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:03:31.927-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-12T21:03:31.927-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doggies" /><title>How to ground a flying dog:</title><summary>When we moved into our house last year the backyard was closed in with a chainlink fence. We wanted a more secure fence for our dogs (and ourselves) so we had a masonry company come put in a six foot tall block wall. Up until two weeks ago this seemed to do the trick in containing the pups. 


Our surprise came two weekends ago when we heard Bruno barking like crazy at the neighbors dogs. This is</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6331753569013740536/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=6331753569013740536" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/6331753569013740536?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/6331753569013740536?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-to-ground-flying-dog.html" title="How to ground a flying dog:" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/S00jVnwZthI/AAAAAAAABCQ/NsL35Qpht1Q/s72-c/DSC03295.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AFRHgzcCp7ImA9WxBRF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-1006531662458345370</id><published>2010-01-05T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:21:55.688-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-05T21:21:55.688-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phoenix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fuego bistro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Fuego Bistro</title><summary>It's rare to discover a restaurant on a whim that exceeds all of your expectations, but tonight we succeeded.

I tend to spontaneously buy any Groupon that's close to the house, and jumped on one for Fuego Bistro last month. I paid $10 for a $30 credit. I remain obsessed with Groupon, but that's really for another post. 

I'm glad we looked this place up before we headed out because we never </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1006531662458345370/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=1006531662458345370" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/1006531662458345370?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/1006531662458345370?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/fuego-bistro.html" title="Fuego Bistro" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/S0QL_THyTSI/AAAAAAAABB0/2jlNamZaoN8/s72-c/2010-01-05+19.14.41.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4MQn09fip7ImA9WxBRFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-2355216032350645548</id><published>2010-01-03T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:09:43.366-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-03T19:09:43.366-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chicken and dumplings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="matzo ball soup" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>Chicken n' Dumplings</title><summary>This is embarrassing, but until this weekend I had no idea what a dumpling was. I associated it with it's Asian cousin the pot sticker - ok gyoza, but really had no clue. I had a predetermined dislike for dumplings based on their named. Too similar to Humpty Dumpty or something.

But...ever since we started dating Jim's been asking me to learn how to make chicken and dumplings. I'd been </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2355216032350645548/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=2355216032350645548" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2355216032350645548?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2355216032350645548?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2010/01/chicken-n-dumplings.html" title="Chicken n' Dumplings" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/S0FMntmaj-I/AAAAAAAABBU/hnC2l7_tTmY/s72-c/exps5165_BBS64403C32.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUARn0zfCp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-7612539731203629380</id><published>2009-12-29T10:33:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:57:27.384-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T18:57:27.384-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="eating for your blood type" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vegetarianism" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>meathead</title><summary>I’ve eaten meat my entire life. Despite a prolonged resentment toward hamburgers (ages five through eighteen), I’ve never thought to eliminate it from my diet. In fact, during my years living with Anna, I often pressured my sweet vegetarian friend to ‘just try it.’ 

This is why I find it somewhat astonishing that about a month ago I became completely repulsed with the idea of meat. I’d like to </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7612539731203629380/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=7612539731203629380" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7612539731203629380?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7612539731203629380?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/meathead.html" title="meathead" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/Szo84jXxGAI/AAAAAAAABA0/BVKZqXJ6riA/s72-c/meat47hands01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUMSXc7fyp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-9210805823845284541</id><published>2009-12-24T23:57:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:58:08.907-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T18:58:08.907-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="chrismukkah" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas blues" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title>Christmas Blues</title><summary>I started today on a mission. I will not get the Christmas Blues.

What are the Christmas Blues you ask? A unique phenomena affecting Jewish people in largely Christian communities. Every December 24 to 25 you're suddenly isolated. Your friends are all busy, stores are closed, the only music you hear is Christmas-themed...even restaurants are closed (aside from Asian establishments - bless you </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/9210805823845284541/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=9210805823845284541" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/9210805823845284541?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/9210805823845284541?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-blues.html" title="Christmas Blues" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SzRhaGZZ58I/AAAAAAAABAs/VhVWCJJN2uI/s72-c/chickensanta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YCQHk7eCp7ImA9WxBSFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-4929306344181973160</id><published>2009-12-24T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:59:21.700-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-24T16:59:21.700-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>C is for Cookie</title><summary>Tis the season...

</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4929306344181973160/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=4929306344181973160" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4929306344181973160?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4929306344181973160?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/c-is-for-cookie.html" title="C is for Cookie" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SzP_9Qp4MkI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pg-0LSVsxjU/s72-c/cookie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIHQ3s9cSp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-615781420413178726</id><published>2009-12-12T23:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:02:12.569-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T19:02:12.569-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="puppy bowl" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doggies" /><title>puppies!</title><summary>I think you'd have to be a circus freak not to love puppies.

SERIOUSLY.

These fuzzy-cuddly-squeaky-squirmy little packages of joy are proof that overall - life is good. In fact, puppies are going quite mainstream lately. Evidence below:

Example One: The Puppy Bowl. I stumbled across this joy fest last year and almost passed out with glee. It's like the world has finally evened the score for </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/615781420413178726/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=615781420413178726" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/615781420413178726?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/615781420413178726?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/puppies.html" title="puppies!" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SySLwz0gvTI/AAAAAAAAA_c/d91LhUMLOvs/s72-c/puppies.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQESX4_eSp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-7024551819674285963</id><published>2009-12-07T23:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:58:28.041-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T18:58:28.041-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jim" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="love" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title>jim may hate me for writing this.</title><summary>Jim and I started dating almost three years ago. During our entire courtship (I refuse to call it anything else) he's been with the same company, while I've transitioned through several jobs and one unfortunate-yet-miraculous layoff.

For the majority of our time together, we've been challenged by having different work schedules and different days off. And this whole time I've gotten sad looks </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7024551819674285963/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=7024551819674285963" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7024551819674285963?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7024551819674285963?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/jim-may-hate-me-for-writing-this.html" title="jim may hate me for writing this." /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/Sx3yaYnvJxI/AAAAAAAAA94/94DGUAO85VY/s72-c/DSC01437.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQARng8eSp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-6136530707725653906</id><published>2009-12-06T22:23:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:59:07.671-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T18:59:07.671-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holiday shopping" /><title>holiday shopping</title><summary>Today I decided that I could no longer procrastinate; I had to start my holiday shopping. I started at PetSmart, because yes, the puppies get presents. I was pleased at how calm the store environment was, despite predicted holiday craziness. My only obstacle was Santa trying to get me to pose for a picture with him. Sorry St. Nick - that's not my style.

Next I went to Marshall's where I found a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6136530707725653906/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=6136530707725653906" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/6136530707725653906?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/6136530707725653906?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/holiday-shopping.html" title="holiday shopping" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SxyP7veiyLI/AAAAAAAAA9w/yXHloWA-SdQ/s72-c/markstein1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08GRn48cSp7ImA9WxNaGU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-8185864031795759668</id><published>2009-12-03T21:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:43:47.079-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-03T21:43:47.079-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><title>little nugget o' inspiration</title><summary>So you failed. Alright, you really failed. 

You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. You failed. 

You wanna be really great? 

Then have the courage to fail big and stick around. 

Make them wonder why you're still smiling. 

</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8185864031795759668/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=8185864031795759668" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/8185864031795759668?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/8185864031795759668?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-nugget-o-inspiration.html" title="little nugget o' inspiration" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMFQHYzeip7ImA9WxNaFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-5232229452072153892</id><published>2009-11-29T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:06:51.882-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-29T00:06:51.882-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays" /><title>quoteworthy</title><summary>I stole an idea from my brother and gave all my friends an assignment this Thanksgiving. I wanted everyone to keep an ear out for any obscene or unusual one-liners spoken by the people they were celebrating with, and to then e-mail them to me.

I had an overwhelming outpouring of submissions, and have to share a portion of them. Please note these comments are taken completely out of context, so </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5232229452072153892/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=5232229452072153892" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/5232229452072153892?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/5232229452072153892?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/quoteworthy.html" title="quoteworthy" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SxIdLm8tFbI/AAAAAAAAA9g/v6Q8Dsxj5sg/s72-c/16-thanksgiving-dinner-1009-lg-65256328.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQDSHY6eyp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-4348074442694038235</id><published>2009-11-28T23:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:59:39.813-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T18:59:39.813-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="baked apple recipe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dessert" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>apple of my eye</title><summary>My favorite dessert is apple pie with vanilla ice cream. Sadly, I don't have the time or caloric allowance to enjoy this as often as I'd like. I've figured out an easy way to create almost the same result with much less effort and calories.

step one: butter a small baking dish
step two: slice a few apples into very thin slices (you can add in pears, berries, etc)
step three: toss sliced fruit in</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4348074442694038235/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=4348074442694038235" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4348074442694038235?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4348074442694038235?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/apple-of-my-eye.html" title="apple of my eye" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SxIYhzVrutI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/60yg2KWKxWw/s72-c/1128092323.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AMQHY_eSp7ImA9WxNaEE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-2253094381497333170</id><published>2009-11-23T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:29:41.841-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-23T19:29:41.841-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phoenix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>weekend wanderings</title><summary>This weekend Nicki and I started out at the Downtown Phoenix Public Market...

You can get so much cool stuff, all locally grown and super cheap. I picked up an acorn squash, a bag of potatoes and some zucchini all for about $3.
 
After the market we stopped by my friend/neighbor Emily's art show. Emily is an inspiration - she makes beautiful jewelry and pieces of art out of recycled tin. She </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2253094381497333170/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=2253094381497333170" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2253094381497333170?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2253094381497333170?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/weekend-wanderings.html" title="weekend wanderings" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SwtCqKXfzgI/AAAAAAAAA8g/an-iEf0cXmM/s72-c/PB212957.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQGSHY4fSp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-8377466093606991277</id><published>2009-11-22T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:58:49.835-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T18:58:49.835-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lasagna recipe" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>easy veggie lasagna</title><summary>I improvised a few recipes and ended up with the best lasagna I've ever made. Really light and lots of flavor.


Sauce: Saute one chopped onion, one chopped zucchini, some chopped mushrooms and a few cloves of minced garlic in olive oil. After veggies are soft, add on can of diced tomatoes (don't drain it). Add some basil and oregano, salt and pepper.

Filling:
Mix one 15 ounce container of </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8377466093606991277/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=8377466093606991277" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/8377466093606991277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/8377466093606991277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/easy-veggie-lasagna.html" title="easy veggie lasagna" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/Swn2-HsVXhI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/1I69tpi4-Vg/s72-c/1122091853%282%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMERHo5eip7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-4729560028177171430</id><published>2009-11-17T21:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:00:05.422-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T19:00:05.422-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="peter bregman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dan" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="musings" /><title>Peter Bregman</title><summary>My brother has a mancrush on Peter Bregman. Yeah bro, I just called you out. 

 To the untrained eye PB may look like just a regular guy, but dig deeper and you'll discover that he is so much more. Take a closer look at Mr. Bregman and you'll see that he is the epitome of cool. He exudes charisma. He bleeds authenticity.
 
Dan's been pushing this guys writing and business blog on anyone who'll </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4729560028177171430/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=4729560028177171430" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4729560028177171430?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4729560028177171430?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/peter-bregman.html" title="Peter Bregman" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SwN6Vo_q3tI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/KGl2mGLo1n4/s72-c/peter_bregman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04ERHg9eip7ImA9WxNbE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-2536777845420625714</id><published>2009-11-15T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:31:45.662-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-15T21:31:45.662-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="running" /><title>the little jessie that could</title><summary>I recently met up with an old friend and spent the evening catching up. When I mentioned my upcoming plans to run a ten-mile race he really wanted to know why I was doing this. His questions weren't out of contempt - he just  wanted to understand my motivation. 

I gave a textbook answer; running was good for my health. This satisfied his curiosity but I felt like it was artificial. Aaaaannd I </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2536777845420625714/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=2536777845420625714" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2536777845420625714?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/2536777845420625714?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/little-jessie-that-could.html" title="the little jessie that could" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SwDUCUfx5uI/AAAAAAAAA74/9JCMzTtB4bo/s72-c/PB152947.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcARnozeyp7ImA9WxNbE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-4412754925572244953</id><published>2009-11-12T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:50:47.483-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-15T21:50:47.483-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><title>attic rat - follow up</title><summary>Well, all the Web sites were right, just wait ten days and the smell is gone. It's sick to think about a decomposing rodent in the attic but I figure soon enough I'll forget about it. My favorite realtor found a way to bring a little humor to the situation...

</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4412754925572244953/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=4412754925572244953" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4412754925572244953?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4412754925572244953?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/attic-rat-follow-up.html" title="attic rat - follow up" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SvzZrTZXn9I/AAAAAAAAA7w/qMg3RenMKdQ/s72-c/1112092037%282%29.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUAEQnc9cCp7ImA9WxNUGE8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-4813891971774219451</id><published>2009-11-09T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:28:23.968-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-09T20:28:23.968-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="house" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><title>latest adventure in owning a house</title><summary>Last week Jim and I noticed a bad smell in the hallway by our water heater. It seemed to come and go so at first we tried to ignore it and blame it on the dogs. Then it started to get really bad.

Jim was concerned that we might have a gas leak, so he and his dad set to work making sure we didn't. I had no idea that spraying soap bubbles on a gas line can reveal a potential leak. Fortunately, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4813891971774219451/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=4813891971774219451" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4813891971774219451?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/4813891971774219451?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/latest-adventure-in-owning-house.html" title="latest adventure in owning a house" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SvjcplUrXVI/AAAAAAAAA7g/yy-C8ksICZs/s72-c/Bad-Smell-Ad.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkMGRXs7eSp7ImA9WxBREU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-7130905800856769602</id><published>2009-11-08T10:31:00.009-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T19:00:24.501-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-29T19:00:24.501-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="BSL" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doggies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pitbulls" /><title>pitbulls - i got your back</title><summary>Below is a recent entry about pitbulls from a Newsweek blog I love, The Human Condition. I kind of get on a soapbox about this issue because it's so grossly misunderstood. These dogs do have a tendency to be aggressive toward other dogs and small animals when not properly trained and socialized, it's what they were originally bred for, but recent research and studies of breed behavior found </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7130905800856769602/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=7130905800856769602" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7130905800856769602?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7130905800856769602?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-i-love-pitbulls.html" title="pitbulls - i got your back" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkAMSXs-fyp7ImA9WxNUFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-7018206215996061781</id><published>2009-11-07T09:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:46:28.557-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-07T18:46:28.557-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doggies" /><title>model puppies</title><summary>






</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7018206215996061781/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=7018206215996061781" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7018206215996061781?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/7018206215996061781?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html" title="model puppies" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SvYiVhFeA5I/AAAAAAAAA7I/7Q26CoWEOrs/s72-c/pPETS-6024841_alternate1_dt.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CE8DQXw-eSp7ImA9WxBQFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-3887744201486066032</id><published>2009-11-06T22:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:21:10.251-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-13T21:21:10.251-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phoenix" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tutti santi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ticoz" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="maizies" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fez" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="food" /><title>More Neighborhood Eats</title><summary>I'm continuing my quest to explore new Phoenix Restaurants. Here are some recent reviews...

Tutti Santi: We went to this Italian place for Katie's birthday and I was impressed. I had eggplant parm and Jim ordered the special, all kinds of seafood in a tasty red sauce. The food was fabulous and all four of us finished our entrees. Actually, both girls finished and the guys were close. It was a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3887744201486066032/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=3887744201486066032" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/3887744201486066032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/3887744201486066032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/more-neighborhood-eats.html" title="More Neighborhood Eats" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SvUJ3ORV_FI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/nSRRL08HfT4/s72-c/PB012900.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MDR3k8eip7ImA9WxNUEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4077857302773927272.post-5269100123797345553</id><published>2009-11-01T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:37:56.772-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-01T19:37:56.772-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="adventures" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lists" /><title>yard sales</title><summary>Sometimes I get the urge to go to yard sales for no reason at all. One such urge presented itself this weekend and this time I had a partner in crime since Bailey agreed to accompany me. It takes a true friend to wake up at 6 a.m. on a Saturday to go dig through strangers' crap with you.

Our first stop was an estate sale in Paradise Valley I found on craigslist. We arrived just as it started at </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5269100123797345553/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4077857302773927272&amp;postID=5269100123797345553" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/5269100123797345553?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4077857302773927272/posts/default/5269100123797345553?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jwmisadventures.blogspot.com/2009/11/yard-sales.html" title="yard sales" /><author><name>Jessica</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05608374689640111331</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="21" height="32" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/SmVPs2ahd7I/AAAAAAAAAvg/nHhNSKBu6Do/S220/lr.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__alYUx-azQM/Su5EkRFAmwI/AAAAAAAAA6A/Uz2MgML4WgA/s72-c/PA311351.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>

