tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41482822011-08-31T08:43:34.051-04:00Johannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06266963046042730760noreply@blogger.comBlogger1371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148282.post-1123782756001957372010-12-03T22:42:00.001-05:002010-12-03T22:43:21.232-05:00

Soon to come... I think I will start advertising Sock monkey's in thi splace... no time now... more to come!!!

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It still blows me away when full blown adults (full blown= anyone over 30) make choices that affect everyone around them, then expect the consequences to only affect themselves... Divorce: great example... does it really come back down to being selfish? and not knowing the truth about what is going on? (Christmas without my parents together for a 2nd year has hit hard once again.)Recently

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I have officially left work and am on Maternity leave... but still no baby. Not on the outside at least. Last week at the midwife apt. one of the girls was talking about birth and all of the rest of the things that come with labor. She really was going on and on about the whole experience (in the context of not really knowing how things will go... what could potentially go wrong) and I finally

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It's not too often that i covet something that someone else has, that i to could have had, (because how stupid is that... I had my chance to have the same thing... duh) Last week Shaun and I found we were eligible for a new phone, free of charge from Telus. So we did what any starved teckie junkie and his wife would do and went to collect the prize. We pondered the Mike network vs. normal

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So I have a tonne of people telling me a look small for 7 months, I'm not sure what to say. The baby is around 3.75 pounds/ 1.7 kilograms and is about 17 inches / 42 centimetres long from head to toe. When the mid wife measures me I am on target, and the baby is moving all the time, so i am the perfect size! I have spring fever, or "nesting issues"and on my days off want to re-arrange

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Yes, it has taken me five years, but I have joined the ranks of those who use facebook... I really only joined because I wanted to stay in touch with Andrew (brother in BC). You would not believe the amount of people that already wanted to be my friend when I created my account! I felt so loved... BUT REALLY... Do people really give a crap when I let them know I'm going to wash the dog for

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I'm not sure really what happens to a woman when she is preggers that causes her to be stupider than normal...the baby doesn't steal cells from the brain...does it? Maybe it does, I'll look it up... Just a short example of this preggers brain: Shaun and I are grocery shopping, looking for peanut butter...We also had to go back and get banana's... I found the peanut butter, Shaun was

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A little while ago my church had a vote as to whether or not the people liked this minister that the board had found to replace the retired pastor. The congregation heard this person preach two times and had the option of listening to his recorded sermons on the Internet, then they had to vote. I heard the guy preach once, and had only 3 small issues with the foundational stuff he had said. I

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Finished this book last week, and thought I'd better let it sink in before I spew anything out about it. It totally made me view my relationship with God, Jesus and the Hold spirit differently. It also made me have a new understanding for how all three relate to oneanother.The thing that changed my thoughts the most is how God did not create lines of authority because that's the was he always

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Shaun and I decided to get a dog before the baby is born... We lucked out HUGE! The picture on the upper left is Sam, our new husky. She's 3, and full grown, a kind of medium sized dog. We're in the process of re-training her. We picked her up at the SPCA in Kingston, yes she still has to be fixed. I also included a picture of our wonderful cat, Frodo. She loves it when i practice being "mom" on

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There is never as great a time to get fat as when you're pregnant. I am half way through my pregnancy... The picture to the left was taken at only 11 weeks and i am currently 20 weeks. Most common questions asked so far...1. When are you due? October 14/092. Are you going to find out the sex? Yes, May 25/093. What sex do you think it is? Boy 4. Have you felt it move yet? Yes, feels like an eye

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I am slowly reading this new book called "The Shack". It's a story, but teaches about the true nature of the trinity. Apparently there is a lot of controversy on the net about it because of God's character being played out as an African American woman who loves to cook and bake, the Spirit being an Asian Woman who enjoys gardening, and Jesus being a Middle Eastern looking man who is a Carpenter.

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I had a client tell me the other day that he is a religiously schizophrenic. He had been talking to me about the way his spiritual life worked. This was interesting for about 15 minutes... He lost me at the "it's kind of like dungeons and dragons" bit... then i was just plain worried about what kind of crap I would have to pray against before I went to bed that night. I listened for about 15 more

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So interesting... Was speaking with a friend of mine who is a follower of Christ, and we were talking about the whole issue of "if it is God's will for all to be saved, and Jesus died for all of mans sins and all are forgiven, then all should go to heaven"... then discussion on mans free will and if people have a choice in being saved or if you are and plucked and have no choice once God chooses

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I always try to remember how I feel in the fall when the first blanket of snow covers the ground. I love the first snow fall of the year. I love that fresh snow smell, catching blowing snowflakes in my mouth, hearing it crunch slowly under my boots, and noticing how quiet it seems to be without the birds singing before the sun comes up. I don't think about how there will be five more months of

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Can there be any greater argument than what absolute truth is in the year 2009? I've been in a few discussions on situations always having truth but people always flake out by talking about perception... when i was talking truth (which can actually be very interesting, but always goes back to, that says more about you than it does about me).Here I'm talking God truth as opposed to world truth. I

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Nutritional Value of CornGiven below is the amount of nutrients in 100 gm of corn:Carbohydrates - 9 gmCalcium - 9 mgDietary fiber - 2.7 gmFat - 1.2 gmFolate - 46 μgIron - 0.5 mgMagnesium - 37 mgNiacin - 1.7 mgPhosphorus - 120 mgPotassium - 270 mgProtein - 3.2 gmSugars - 3.2 gmVitamin A - 10 μgVitamin B - 15 mgVitamin C - 7 mgEnergy - 90 kcal (360kJ)But how does the stuff digest? Because really...

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Just s short question... So what exactly does corn do for you if it comes out looking the same as when it goes in? I really don't understand... It must have some sort of nutritional value if it's considered a veggie...

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Shaun and I have a Wednesday night group we go to, and the age old question of "What is my purpose" came up. I had always thought it was to love God, but when discussed was met with one really good, or better answer... Our purpose in life is to glorify God.glo·ri·fy 1 a: to make glorious by bestowing honor, praise, or admiration b: to elevate to celestial glory2: to light up brilliantly3 a: to

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Have you ever had someone say or do something to you that totally leaves you wondering what in the world you did or said wrong? I had this teacher in collage that loved to play mind games with his students (really with anyone that would keep his attention) and remember saying to him after quite a long debate, "that says more about you than it does about me". You should have seen the look on his

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What do you want? Peace vs. Happiness...Have an ongoing conversation going with a friend about having peace as a state of being... Peace as a state of being, not an emotion, or some passing place in time, but eternal, constant and non-situational.I learned not too long ago that peace really is a choice... a choice that involves total surrender to God, and allowing people around you to be and do

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Four Years, and wow, what a change... So much has happened in my life, and quite honestly I'm not too interested in re-capping the past because the last four years sucked...mainly because I was stupid and became someone for someone that I'm not... BUT I am past this and quite happy with where life has brought me...I know no one reads this space anymore, so it will be fun to just post things off

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Birthday Greetings...Three years away from 30 leaves me feeling earthly wasted and eternally questioninq. Got a bike and some great food! I bought eye wrinkle cream... shudda splerrged for the $50 price range, may have helped. Doesnt work, maybe next year when i can support my butt a little better I will treat myself to a spa day or something.Seriously, no regrets... Quote of the year..."When

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Accidents happen closest to home... Some of you may have already heard that I was in a car accident a few weeks ago. The civic looks like a crushed soda cracker. I thought I would be more emotional over the whole thing as this is the first car that I have owned in my name, insurance and all. So far I am just pissed that the insurance company is screwing me over with a price that is way too low

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I HATE MONEY! Thats it, I hate money.

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School, Work... I have figured out my schedule, and the only day I now have "off" is Wednesdays. I still have to pick up a kid and drop him off at school and home everyday. I got a phone call two weeks ago for a contract with Family and children's Services... Now I have two, and am so excited. You don't know how many times I drove by that building and said, simply... God, give me a job there. He

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First fall of the year... Walking out of a friends parents house this evening I fell... Freezing rain... It hurt... There was ice on the second step right at the edge. I was carrying 2 bags, and WHAM! First the spine, then the right hand, and then the ass. The spine hit the corner, the ass hit the next stair corner, and I got a tingly sensation in my right hand... Like I had just hit my funny

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Oh, so this is what women's studies is all about... So I am officially doing university courses... From my own home. I looked through the courses I could take and decided on counseling women, Intro to women's studies, and some other thing I have not yet cracked open. When I decided to do women's studies, I was not aware that I was being sucked into the feminist world. Why cant they just do stuff

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Feeling oddly strange tonight... Not sure why. Was excited to get my online University stuff yesterday... The post office women thought I was nuts... Start a new job this week. Old client... Being paid this time around. am contemplating if I should move to Ottawa this summer. I want to go to school there, but it is only 45 mins away... car is old, money is needed... Must think, pray and decide

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Just finished watching the northern lights from my roof... a great ending to my weekend. I cant ever remember experienceing them as brightly as tonight. I wanted to share it with someone, but there was no one arround, so I just sat in silence, and watched light dance across the entire sky alone... well not totally alone. Kinda hard to take away focus from God when, there he is with me, both

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Already been done... My parents minister asked me to help out at this new thing they want to try with young adults at the CRC church. (otherwise known as the dutch cult... shittin ya...) The minister seems very cool. Challenged me, no one has done that for awhile... Anyways, he wants to teach the alpha stuff... good stuff. I think he is looking to me on how to run the thing... like vision

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Ran into 2 friends... the other day and one of them asked a few things about me that he had "heard". I was kind of surprised that he had "heard" anything about me, considering we have not been in the same circle of people for a few months...(although in a small town, who is not is your circle?). Oddly enough, I was happy to hear people had not forgotten about me. Funny thing about "hearing"

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just so we're on the same page... nor·mal ( P ) Pronunciation Key (nôrml)adj. Conforming with, adhering to, or constituting a norm, standard, pattern, level, or type; typical: normal room temperature; one's normal weight; normal diplomatic relations. Biology. Functioning or occurring in a natural way; lacking observable abnormalities or deficiencies. Abbr. n or N Chemistry. Designating a

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Fall... Fall time is undoubtedly my most favorite time of year. Smells, colors... Love it. But in the short amount of time I have lived on this planet I have discovered that fall makes a lot of people go a little nutty...(myself included). I cant believe that it has taken me this long to figure out that I cannot make life changing decisions during this time of year. I wont give any examples, but

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the shame... those of you that know me well know that I have not had a television in my home for over 4 years now. Yes, I live under a rock, and quite enjoy it that way. I have just come back from a friends house in which I sat and stared at the boob tube for a total of 2 hours... 2 hours of prime time tv! My brain will never be the same. First I was amazed by 2 women being transformed

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cant take it anymore... short word of advise... go to college / university within the province of ontario. if you dont, you will end up typing crap into a phone and listening to an annoying women on the other end of the line to find out if your application has been accepted, and when it has been, you'll find out you forgot to charge the $10.00 fee to your phone... would I need osap if i had

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Questions... Have been asking a lot of questions latly... not the simple why is the grass green / sky blue ones... the biggies, like: am I wasting my time here? who the fring is this person? (others, me) am I really ok with who I am, or have I tricked myself? why am I so different? (special... not so much) is God really delighting in me? How can I really be happy in everyday life? (am

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Lots of short stuff... Just to give all of you a quick update... Got a job... Making soaps... and other stuff... working out... searching for a new church... (bed sunday morning sweet, but missing community)... starting University stuff Dec... Thats about it... Later... Jo

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Rainy day break... Rainy day, walking down back stairs of dwelling place, carrying overflowing garbage, slip, land on bum, and elbow, legs almost go through hole on stairway, almost land on neibours fence, garbage still in hand, almost puke, No swearing, still almost puke, friend waiting at bottom of stairs, (trying not to laugh), get up, feel light headed, still no puke, gain

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Forgiven... Main Entry: for·giv·ing Function: adjective 1 : willing or able to forgive 2 : allowing room for error or weakness - for·giv·ing·ly /-'gi-vi[ng]-lE/ adverb - for·giv·ing·ness noun Main Entry: for·give Pronunciation: f&r-'giv, for- Function: verb Inflected Form(s): for·gave /-'gAv/; for·giv·en /-'gi-v&n/; -giv·ing Etymology: Middle English, from Old English forgifan, from

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Graduation... Graduated last Friday... 3 years in 10 months, no too bad. Hunting for work, being picky with no money, not too good. Looking for work is a strange experience. I am usually handed things on a silver platter... God is good. So when things dont get handed on a platter, then what? Was probly selfish in the asking. I figure there must be something out there for me. Funny...

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freekin taxes... Last week my parents and my brother were checking the mail on a daily basis, in anticipation of having a hot little cheque from income tax return in their needy little hand... I rushed home thinking I may find one of these hot cheques in my mailbox... because God knows I am IN NEED at the moment. Rushed down the stairs, out the front door, put the key in the mailbox, opedned

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Main Entry: ex·pec·ta·tion Pronunciation: "ek-"spek-'tA-sh&n, ik- Function: noun 1 : the act or state of expecting : ANTICIPATION 2 a : something expected b : basis for expecting : ASSURANCE expectation of success> c : prospects of inheritance -- usually used in plural 3 : the state of being expected 4 a : EXPECTANCY 2b b : EXPECTED VALUE - ex·pec·ta·tion·al /-'tA-sh&-n&l, -shn

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Cup and straw... Which would you use to put out a forest fire? a)Cup and straw b)Firetruck fully equipped I learned at church today that the firetruck is the better choice. Leb painted this really odd picture of us choosing to use a cup and straw to put out the "fires" in our lives when we have God, (firetruck) to do the job for us. What made me really laugh was when he said that we deal

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New baby... A kid I used to hang with at the youth center had a baby yesturday. Went to see the new guy today. After holding the day old boy, I decided that me having a baby any time soon was out of the question...He's so tiny, and so new. Not that tiny and new are bad things, I just cant imagine something so beautiful being placed in my care... Not to mention the whole needing to be married

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dreaming... Last night I had a dream in which I was shot three times... and not killed. A few nights prior I took a gun away from a girl that was about to shoot me... I got the gun and ran. What's with all this shooting stuff? Like, if i got shot three times, in the chest, you'd think I would die.

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Eating disorders... Today was the second time I addressed a group of youth on the topic of eating disorders. Group of 70 girls-Catholic School-gr.5-8. It's crazy how you can hand pick the people in the goup that struggle. They are never the ones asking questions, even though you want them to be. One of the questions asked was a good one... "If so many girls have this problem, why isnt

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“One of the biggest problems the church faces right now is spiritual boredom. Why? Because believers were never made for a program, an institution, or a weekly pew-warming (floor-warming / chair-warming) ceremony. Christians were never made to be satisfied by a three point outline that contains just enough advise to get over the “hump” of the week. The human heart was made for passion. It

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sick dog... Went to the parents house today, and the dog was acting a little strange. There was mashed potatoes with meat and a sausage in front of her, and she would not eat it. When my mom made her get up, she was walking sideways... I can handle the dog getting old, I cant handle watching her get old... Hope the cat is ok. Wonder if this is what it is like when parents start to get old..

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Aparently I was right when i thought I thought too much... Stole this from a friend, wanted to share it... I must be in the beginning stages, no purple poop yet... Doctor Unheimlich has diagnosed me withPott's LurgyCause:thinking too hardSymptoms:revolving neck, frequent pimples, extremely purple stoolsCure:take a day off workEnter your name, for your own diagnosis:

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Birthday... Funny how every year I anticipate the day of my birth, and it comes and goes with little to no feeling of becoming older. I was reminded of purpose on this day. I got caught up in the trap of thinking that my purpose went beyond the basics of loving God, daily, in whatever form that life brings to me. I was so anxious that those arround me and the people I love would be

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Pottery... Last Sunday at encounter Leb had a chick that does pottery for a living come in to let us all have a crack at the wheel. Obviously she came in because of the whole Biblical application... I am the potter, you are the clay... The one thing that stuck with me that the lady said was: "when you attach one piece of clay to the another, you have to rough up the edges a little first so

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Mom's birthday... It's my mom's birthday today... I thought I would lighten up the occasion with a little thing a friend read to me over the phone while ago, that I thought was pretty stinkin funny. (I thought it was funny, but hey, I'm only 25... when I get older who knows...) Barbie Turns 40 (my mom turned 35 for the umteenth time...) In every incarnation, nationality, and skin tone,

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Still frustrating it is when those that have the power to make decisions decide to ignore those that have the power to make change happen. Some of us dream, some of us decide to follow others dreams, some of us want a piece of the dream, but are never given a chance. The generation gap I see continually within the body kills me. I remember a time when someone was hung on a cross because of

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starve / puke... Searching the net for info on eating disorders was a chore today. There are suppose to be horrible sights out there to show you have to loose weight via eating disorder... Before I go on, I better tell you that I am doing a talk tomarow at an alternative school. So, I went through my obsessive jounrals I kept during that time in my life. Yes, it has been a long night of

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New Song... (not mine...) Bought a new CD the other day, and it has a great song on it... (more than one)Often I apply non "God" songs to my relationship with God... and this song seemed to fit where I am at these days... NOT MYSELF by: John Mayer Suppose i said I am on my best behavior And there are times I loose my worried mind? Would you want me when I'm not myslef? Wait it out while

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Trust... Was reminded by a friend the other day that I have trust isues... I am becoming so stinkin frustrated with the whole thing because apparently this is not a new thing, (which I know) and it affects too many of my relationships not to notice. I want to just be done with it... So this is how it goes... Yes I have full trust in God that he has my best interest in mind (this is eternally

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still March Break... Back from NB... was a really good trip, had an awsome talk(s) with my father. My grandfather is now walking with a cane, and told me he loved me for the second time ever in my life. Felt pretty special. The Passion Went to see the Passion Wednesday night, was intense. I didn't cry through the whole thing... Was told I would... Not sure how I feel about that. It is

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March Break... I'm in New Brunswick, in case you have called me and wondered... I am not ignoring you, I am away. My grandfather has his 80th b-day, must go for now... Back Teusday pm...

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Encounter this week... Strangly enough I learned something at church this past Sunday. SOMETHING NEW! Well it's kinda old, but a new form of new / old... no? Background: Leb and his fearless leadership team have been talking about "walls" in our lives that we use to hide behind from God and from others... So when I was asked to add my brick of shame to the wall, I said "independancy". (

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Junkie Weekend... Here i sit on a Sunday night fighting off this horrible feeling of sickness that is raging through my body... Was speaking with a friend telling him my sucky plight, hung up the phone and realized that All I ate this weekend was junk food. From Friday at lunch on, I kid you not, I consumed: 1 lg. bag salt and vinigar chips, 1 bag of those new fudge covered oreo cookies, 1

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AMAZING!!! OK so a good friend of mine posted this on his website, and I thought it was good enough to steal, just because I am all about being submissive. ( I also have very little time to think for myslef as of late...) (which come to think of it goes along with being submissive!!!) (Said too much, must move on...) Ways to greet your dog when he / she has come home: (it is really

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Lent... Asked a friend what he was giving up for lent the other day. One of my friends gave up Sugar! Sugar!! Sugar!!! She's the best because last year she gave up hair gel, that was a good one. I am giving up using foul language. Thats what I say, but then you get into that whole arguement of what is foul language? Sally says the sh word is a swear, but I say, not if your dutch. So is

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Cpr... Saturday - 9am - St Lawrence College Every time I renew my stinkin CPR, the next month I am literally ready to jump out of my skin because I think I will have to use this skill I have aquired. Yay...

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FREE FOOD... Went to the church today to talk with someone, and ran into my landlords wife... She asked if I needed a meal here and there because she noticed how busy I was and said that she would love to help me out once in awhile. How cool is that? I thought that was cool. (Did I mention my shitty attitude to Leb when she said, "JOHANNA!" and I said "wanting to be social... go to church!"

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abuse... The last two presentations in one of my classes have been on relationship abuse. I was kind of floored because not only have I experienced forms of abuse, but have been an abuser in the past. Cruddy realization to come to. Just another tid bit of information to put in my back pocket. The presentations came at a good time for me because a friend of mine that I had not been in

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Food... Honestly, every person that attends post secondary school (because I dont know how to spell college...that looks right...kinda) talks about Kraft dinner... Havent had it once since starting school... I have just about exausted the penut butter phase, I love it! But now I am beginning to think that penut butter is the major food group... Ya hi, I am by brother Joel... (had to read

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STRIKE!!! So it looks like the teachers are going on strike for coleges (sp?) across Ontario. THANK GOD! I hope they walk off March 3, and if they do i will be found in my home, sipping wine, and sleeping one entire day away! If they dont, I will be found in the psych, sipping water and downing antidepressants I have bought from other patients. Seriously, I hate to wine but I am so

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Next time you see me, ask me how I feel about being suspected for a local crime...

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first skip ever... Last night I decided to skip my first class in my college career. I did not set my alarm, and my phone remains off as I type. A friend of mine at school figured out that we actually pay $4/hour to be in class. There goes $12 bucks down the drain. No guilt, I actually feel a little empowered. (So this is why teens stip school... hummm) It is a good class to skip because

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Love... Thanks for the e-mail, it has been a wonderful reminder... "Oh the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts or measure words, but pouring them all right out just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful heart will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping and, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest

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The staires of death A friend of mine dropped some stuff off at my back door today, and informed me via telephone that I had "the staires of death". My back staires are old, and metal. Mixed in with a little bit (a lot) of ice and snow, you have I guess you could call the staires of death... (I dont know how to spell staires..stares..whatev.) He also said that He could see me coming come to

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living in 2004... Sally sent this to me today, and if you have already gotten the forward e-mail I am sorry, because I hate those to... most of the time... This one is funny... (to me). Just a short background on Sally, last night she calls my house at like 8:30 pm, going into the most extravagent story I have ever heard about dieing one's hair. She called again at like 10 pm telling me more

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Success and Coping Have a friend who is going through a really rough time right now... In speaking to her we discussed writing a self-help book called “Screw Success, we need to Cope." The first chapter would be on denial... The rest of the book would pretty much outline bad choices we've made, and telling people to do the opposite. Obviously life is not just about coping, but some days I

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Insecure attachment... Just a warning, I am doing an intense research project on Attachment Disorder. Everyone I know has some form of it in my life, including myself... Allow for a little bit of grace if I look at you sideways or question why you did something, or why you do some things. It should only last until mid March, when I will understand it all a little better, and be less sensitive

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Sometimes your 2nd best is good enough... Had to present in class today on "street Kids". The total work I did for the presentation took me like 5 hours MAX. I thought it kind of blew, and warned the teacher ahead of time that it might not be so good. All the comment sheets from my classmates said it was wonderful! (I still think that it could have been like 75% better) The only reason I

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Thanks Chad!!! Thanks to Chad, my Blog comments are up and running again... thanks!

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comments... Sorry you are not able to write to me in this, I guess it would be a good time to go buck, and say whatever I wish... Just craspin' ya, I wont do that... Not on the www. Leb will have a look at it, and hopfully fix it. Apparently I have to change like 2 lines in the HTML stuff... and because I am such a wonderful computer geek... ya...I will wait for Leb... e-mail me if you need

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complete thought? Am tired... Am distracted and tired... You know those people that you try to have a complete conversation with, and they just cant follow, and when they talk, you wonder if they are really thinking one complete thought? Ya, that would be me. I often wonder if there is a time when our spiritual lives and our physical lives combine in being both good. It seems that when one

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Baby steps To those of yu that may not know me, you may find this story really unrelevent and petty, to those of you that do know me... eat your heart out. This past Sunday I was feeling pretty cruddy... (huge understatement, I was hurting...major.) While the speaker was speaking in service, I found a secluded area all by myself to sit, and listen (very, very normal). I sat on the ground,

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Insane! So my schedule is now set almost in stone, and I have become increasingly nutty because of it. I cant wait for Spring! The last two weeks have been crazy, deciding what needs to be cut from my schedule, and what needs to stay. Sounds easy, but honestly, if there is no Jo time, there is no Jo. Am leading worship on Sunday. Am humble about leading worship on Sunday. It has been good

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New song… Cant sing over net… Hold me down ‘till I struggle no more Hurl your truth until I hear nothing else Trip my step ‘till your arms enfold Capture my thoughts ‘till yours consume Drown my fears until I swim no more Steal my breath ‘till breath is yours Shatter my dreams with your undivided plan Lead and guide me ‘till I no longer need this land Scream the wisdom and the truth will

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God's love... In church this morning Ric talked about how we dont always believe that God loves us, and that sometimes we forget about who we are because of him, or in and through him. (Dont ask me to explane the theology arround that one, I cant... maybe I could... water / ice / mist?... or something) Anyways, I dont think I have trouble believing God loves me, even when people do call me

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Country Music... 10 years, and I have given in to Brockville culture. I cant listen to those mainstreem music stations anymore, they make me angry. Who want to be a P-I-M-P anyways? Although country music makes me want to buy a pick up and a dog, and maybe die... or it makes me fall in love every time I hear one of those sappy... you know the ones. School has started, I struggle treating

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Christmas... Have been offline for awhile because I am a poor student... no internet at home. Christmas was good. Favorite present... an electric toothbrush. It times how long I need to brush. Thought it to be kind of a useless feature until I got up early last week, and would have forgotten to brush my lower teeth had not the brush told me to do so after brushing for two minutes already.

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Kicked out... Got kicked out of class a week ago because I was too tired. Too tired... Not sleeping so well... breaking glasses and spilling other people's drinks... must be strssed... why i do not know.

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No more school... As of tomarrow I will be done going to school for a whole month. I am not so happy about this because I will have all this spare time on my hands. Not so bad for the first week, but after that I dont want to end up knitting, making candles, and soap at home while the world shops their brains out. I thought about going to New Brunswick for a long time, but I dont want to

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penut butter chase Some things never change... In trying to get Joel to eat his toast crusts tonight I thought it would be a great idea to get the penut butter out and spread some on them. Apparently Joel still likes penut butter a lot, and mom still hides it. So after a long search, it was found behind the sugar on one of those back shelves that no one ever thinks to look. I get it out,

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2 cans of paint??? last sunday at encounter caleb asked us what God was saying to us... (kind of asked that, or something like that... not the point). there was 2 cans of paint in front of me (jo sitting on the floor) and a paint brush on top (they just finished painting the fellowship hall, natural tones, very soothing) and i think i heard something, or impressed something, or glanced

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7 classes, 3 days of placement, and a kick to the head... Priceless My energy will be spent next semester not on socail settings, not in the psych with a good friend, not playing my guitar and learning / writing new songs, doing art in candlelight listening to abstract music, knitting, playing with potti or just sleeping. With all of the attention I give others by listening and caring for them

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old issues become new ones... Two years ago I was asked about trust and controle issues. I have them huge. I thought I had overcome them by allowing myself to be a little more open to life and rolling with the punches. Aparently, overcoming these issues has only seeped into specific areas of my life. they are still very much there in my relationship(s) and just my interactions with others.

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The first fight... My roomie and I had our first fight Monday night. It was a good one. It is good because we will be closer in the end, I just hate having to work through it in the mean time. I show a low level of maturity when I am angry, and even a lower one when having to confront people on issues. I have a vast # of issues that seem to be pulling me in all sorts of directions at the

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middle top... Today one of my teachers told me that he wanted to do a little experament with me... He asked me to see what would happen if I sat at the edge of the room in class insted of the middle. I had a few assumptions to make after this request. The first one was that he is sick of my input, the second was people look at me as they are talking sometimes, and this in some way makes him

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people like me... Blows my mind... I love the fact that I can listen to people talk about their interpersonal stuff, and recognise that they will be ok. After class had a huge conversation with both a teacher and a classmate. The classmate is a gem. She's just a little confused as to what she wants in life and where she is ultimatly going. She is 19, and in a place I remember all too well.

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today's day... The weekend is over and I must push forward. I feel as if a small foreign car has hit me, more than once. Learned something new in church yesturday. The fact that God is only one and only struck me much harder than it ever has. i must have sung those songs a million times, but skipped over the part of God being the one and only. Many reasons for my thanfulness. Must be

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mmm leadership Once again, I find myslef in a place where I am being a leader. Part of the reason I went back to school was because you can be free and somewhat irresponcilble. That all changed yesturday when my teacher asked me to run the class. This will be a contued. Think of me Monday and Thursdays... I am a little leary on the whole thing because I am not so happy with how people may

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snapped... Ok so I held back until I possibly could in one classed today, then let 'er rip. I'm part of a fundraising thing for a class we needed to fundraise for... Leader is never there... sat back and watched... until today. I just kind of took over, because my leadership qualities were getting a little overwhelming. I hate picking up because I hate responcibility. I dont care what the

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grade a student? As it turns out, I may just be a grade a student. Imagine, all along if I had applied myslef at something I might have done well. I guess it takes borrowing money and wanteing to lean to do well... Maybe not. More later, on borrowed time...

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mmm computer class... I'm not sure how long it will take for my teacher to know I am on the net, but we shall see if I am able to get though it. Encounter... I would not have changed a thing that happened at the first service Sunday morning. It was great. My roomie said she didnt get annoyed, not even once. I told her it scared me, a good scare, but scared none the less. This overwhelming

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Love / Hate I have developed a love hate relationship for someone quite close to me. It ticks me off, because this relationship is a needed thing in my life, I know this, but I HATE IT sometimes. Because of my lack of maturity and so forth, I continually find that i have hurt this person, without wanting to or intending to... It is like I have forgotten how to think from someone else’s

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