<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:18:30.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from the journey...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8332423998114623123</id><published>2009-12-06T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:09:00.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially Signing Off</title><content type='html'>This is it- my last post on "Thoughts from the Journey..." It's been a good outlet for the past couple of years, and I appreciate the four or five of you who still read it! But it's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new name and a new role now; I'm taking a backseat to a tiny princess. And let's be honest, nothing I ever wrote about was really that interesting or exciting, and now that Sydney's here she's the most important person in our family anyway. So I'll be transitioning over to her blog; follow us there. Hopefully I'll do better at keeping that one more current (or a couple of grandmothers will be coming after me!) Check it out, bookmark it, become a follower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rockytoptiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;One + One = Three&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for joining me on the journey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and love,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8332423998114623123?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8332423998114623123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8332423998114623123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8332423998114623123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8332423998114623123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/12/officially-signing-off.html' title='Officially Signing Off'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2832747978658612739</id><published>2009-11-22T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T09:24:07.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney Update--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SwlzquocLbI/AAAAAAAAALM/hz3Z9OQWP5o/s1600/DSC_0780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406980005544340914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SwlzquocLbI/AAAAAAAAALM/hz3Z9OQWP5o/s320/DSC_0780.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please check out Sydney's new blog for the latest news and how you can pray for our sweet baby girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rockytoptiger.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rockytoptiger.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2832747978658612739?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2832747978658612739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2832747978658612739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2832747978658612739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2832747978658612739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/11/sydney-update.html' title='Sydney Update--'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SwlzquocLbI/AAAAAAAAALM/hz3Z9OQWP5o/s72-c/DSC_0780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-1133701515993286743</id><published>2009-11-14T17:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:06:44.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-Day</title><content type='html'>Well, I made it. I can't even believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS MY DUE DATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sydney's due date. Will she show up? Only God knows right now. Not that we can be upset if she doesn't- Rob and I aren't always the most punctual pair. As he put it, "Late people begat late people." So we won't hold it against her. She gets her procrastination genetically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been an interesting week, and I've learned so much- about God and His faithfulness, about myself, about life in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be honest here. Last Sunday, I hit "the wall". Up until then, I was feeling really good and was relatively content with my 39-week pregnant state. I don't even remember what happened, but I reached that point where I was finally DONE and wanted my baby out. I think the emotional exhaustion from waiting on edge was more difficult than the physical exhaustion of pregnancy. I was tired, and tired of waiting, and I wanted my little girl. I got over it though, and by Monday everything was better. Monday night I started having contractions. Bad ones. I decided to try and get some sleep, and was woken up at 5am Tuesday by the pain. "This is it," I thought. Nesting mode kicked in, and I got busy around the house. I'm not sure what time the contractions stopped- they were off &amp;amp; on for hours at a time all day long- but I got so much done! I mopped our whole downstairs (until I had a blister), I vacuumed our whole upstairs, I changed the sheets on our bed &amp;amp; the guest bed, I wrapped Christmas gifts... And then I had to go back to work Wednesday, and hear all the comments of "You haven't had that baby yet?" and "You're still here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was somewhat frustrating. I never thought I was going to go full-term. I didn't really even want to. There are a lot of old wives' tales that point to allegedly "sure-fire" ways to induce labor. And I tried them all. More than once. Except castor oil, but even that crossed my mind! God gently reminded me, in the midst of all my frustration, that He is in control and there's nothing I can do to get her out on my own. How many times in the last nine months was my doctor concerned about pre-term labor, and I prayed to God to let me carry my baby full term? Even on the very night Rob and I found out I was pregnant, the doctor was concerned that the pregnancy may not be viable and warned me that there was a chance I would not have a baby this time. We begged Him to prove the doctor wrong. And that's exactly what He is doing! Why was I upset about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the giver of life, and He knows exactly the moment He's going to release Sydney Claire into our arms. I'm so excited- I can hardly wait to meet her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so thankful for the tiny girl inside me right now. She has already changed my life. I'm thankful for the last nine months we've had together and for the bond we already have. It's been a long, tiring, emotional week- 40 weeks. But the end is in sight and we're ready for the next chapter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Sv9hW2ekxKI/AAAAAAAAALE/LnFlbCq3IX8/s1600-h/39+weeks-+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404145123076654242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Sv9hW2ekxKI/AAAAAAAAALE/LnFlbCq3IX8/s320/39+weeks-+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-1133701515993286743?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/1133701515993286743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=1133701515993286743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1133701515993286743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1133701515993286743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/11/d-day.html' title='D-Day'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Sv9hW2ekxKI/AAAAAAAAALE/LnFlbCq3IX8/s72-c/39+weeks-+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5542955647341177973</id><published>2009-10-16T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T09:40:34.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resting, but not Restless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, my last post was about how much I'm missing sleep. A week later- my doctor put me on partial bedrest. Um, ironic? Honestly, I haven't napped at all one day on bedrest. I've layed around a lot and watched a couple of movies A DAY, but in less than two days boredom was starting to creep in. So I decided to be productive, and I pulled out my old knitting &amp;amp; crocheting bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the weekend I had gone to Michael's and bought a few new supplies, totally not knowing I'd have so much time to try them out so soon! I made a few baby hats, but they needed "a little something". I found a &lt;a href="http://www.youcanmakethis.com/free.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; with free craft patterns and downloaded a pattern for crocheted flower embellishments. Now, I'm still a novice (I couldn't even read the pattern myself!), so I called a sweet crochet-er from my community group yesterday and Eloise came over to help. She patiently helped me understand the pattern and guided me through three petals before she had to leave. I was so excited when I finished- and it looked like a flower! I got to work and made several more last night (I was afraid I would forget if I didn't get it firmly into my head immediately!) And tah-dah!!! They're not perfect, but I had fun making them, and will probably be making a lot more in the next several weeks. Does craftiness count as nesting?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/StihkRxaeBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lhB8w8hpDGk/s1600-h/DSC_0584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393238198394189842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/StihkRxaeBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lhB8w8hpDGk/s200/DSC_0584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/StihbTiq9II/AAAAAAAAAK0/kJ2yChApW_0/s1600-h/DSC_0583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393238044250403970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/StihbTiq9II/AAAAAAAAAK0/kJ2yChApW_0/s200/DSC_0583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5542955647341177973?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5542955647341177973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5542955647341177973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5542955647341177973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5542955647341177973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/10/resting-but-not-restless.html' title='Resting, but not Restless'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/StihkRxaeBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/lhB8w8hpDGk/s72-c/DSC_0584.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6105882746333144411</id><published>2009-10-03T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:01:01.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This post brought to you by the letter Zzzzz</title><content type='html'>Sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it pretty ironic, and somewhat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heart wrenching&lt;/span&gt;, that everyone tells me, "You better sleep now because you won't get to sleep after the baby comes!" Well, obviously those people have never been 34 weeks pregnant! At this point in the game, sleep is a fond memory. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Sydney, but she's a night owl like her daddy. I lay down and she thinks that's her cue to practice tap dancing on my ribs. My doctor and all the books have said that I need to be sleeping on my left side. Apparently, Syd's not so crazy about that and she literally throws a tantrum when I try, pounding on the mattress or pillow underneath her. (I tried the right side too. Same results.) I usually end up laying on my back, slightly panting because I can barely breathe. And let's not even get into how ungraceful I am when I try to get up from my back! I have lots of opportunities every night to practice that getting up... bathroom runs, leg cramps... I'm wondering how much it would decrease the value of our home to install a pulley system in the ceiling of the master bedroom...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, though, I don't want to be a complainer. Overall, I've had a great pregnancy! I wasn't sick at all, I'm still feeling good enough to walk a couple of miles a day, my "hot" hormones didn't kick in until the fall weather arrived, and Rob has been an incredible support, doing more than his fair share of cooking and housework without complaint. He has also been more than happy to oblige my late-night-cravings for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;jalapeno&lt;/span&gt; poppers and root beer floats! I love feeling Sydney move around inside me (most of the time!) and I think I'm really going to miss that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The reality is really starting to sink in that we are going to have a baby. And soon. Six weeks or less, soon. WOW! It's going to be the slowest and fastest six weeks of my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6105882746333144411?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6105882746333144411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6105882746333144411&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6105882746333144411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6105882746333144411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-post-brought-to-you-by-letter.html' title='This post brought to you by the letter Zzzzz'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5274014819072410336</id><published>2009-09-21T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:38:07.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting</title><content type='html'>Pregnancy is so weird! There are days when I'm so anxious to meet Sydney I can hardly stand it; other days I'm crying because she'll be here so soon and I'm not ready! Ready or not, she's coming- and no matter when that happens, I will be absolutely thrilled to see her little face!&lt;br /&gt;My girl &amp;amp; I had one of those moments today I think I will remember forever (at least, I hope so!). I was sitting at my desk after lunch, enjoying a moment of quiet. I could feel Syd up high, right in the middle of my belly. I had been rubbing, but I started pressing on her a little harder- trying to figure out what body part of hers was right there, when the little stinker scooted away from me! Seriously, I felt her sort of roll out of the way toward my left side, and suddenly the spot I was pressing was very soft- she was gone from there! I felt bad for messing with her, so I quickly apologized and started gently rubbing again. A minute or two later, I felt her slowly ease her way back up, right underneath my hand. I was thrilled that she "came back", and then she gently kicked right at my palm! She may have been trying to say "Leave me alone, I'm trying to sleep!" but I loved it, and immediately texted Rob to tell him! This was the first time I've felt like our interactions were intentional.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5274014819072410336?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5274014819072410336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5274014819072410336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5274014819072410336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5274014819072410336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2903539585679286190</id><published>2009-08-12T15:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:05:27.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, Maybe I'm not as ready as I thought</title><content type='html'>I got a good, healthy dose of perspective yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my doctor Monday afternoon because I'd been having some cramps in my abdomen since Saturday. They weren't bad and not constant, so I thought maybe it was Braxton-Hicks. I wanted to be sure though (I've never felt a contraction before! How was I supposed to know what it was?) Well, I talked to the nurse and she wasn't quite as reassuring as I'd hoped she would be. They told me I needed to come to their office in the morning to get checked out, and go home and rest in the meantime. I resolved myself not to worry and headed home to put my feet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law came over to hang out with me for the evening since Rob was out of town, and she brought me a root beer float from Sonic. Have I mentioned that I love Joanna? We had a fun time catching up and I welcomed the distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I went in to see the doctor yesterday morning and instead of her normal, laid-back self, she came in and was all business without even a hello... "Tell me exactly what's going on. Where does it hurt? When did it start?" She totally threw me for a loop when she said, "We need to make sure you're not going into pre-term labor." WHAT?! I didn't know what that would involve, but I knew for sure that 26 weeks was way too early. Fortunately, she started by checking Sydney's heart rate, which was good, and I instantly felt just a little better. (If they'd checked mine at that moment I'm pretty sure it was racing) They did some lab work to send off, and thus began my very long afternoon of waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After what felt like forever, the nurse finally called to tell me that the test came back negative and the labor was false. I cannot describe how relieved I was! I know that if I HAD been in early labor, the doctor could have stopped it and everything probably would have still been fine. But I'm so thankful I don't know what that feels like today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said a lot lately that I'm ready to hold my sweet baby, but I realized yesterday how untrue that is. I want her to hang out right where she is for a while longer. I'll be happy to continue dealing with heart burn and leg cramps, swollen feet and clothes that don't fit from one week to the next if it means that Sydney is ok for now. Stick with me a little while longer, Baby Girl! It'll be worth the wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2903539585679286190?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2903539585679286190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2903539585679286190&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2903539585679286190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2903539585679286190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-maybe-im-not-as-ready-as-i-thought.html' title='So, Maybe I&apos;m not as ready as I thought'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8301643982128522361</id><published>2009-08-10T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T14:17:19.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready for Sydney</title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's hard to find time to just to sit and rest (and update your blog). But what about when your doctor tells you to go home and put your feet up? Well, daytime TV was interesting for about ten minutes and here I am.&lt;br /&gt;Rob went out of town last week, and I was left with the decision whether or not to keep our plans to go to Jackson, TN, and see our friends from Rob's college days by myself or not. I decided to go, and it turned out to be the right decision. I thought I was going for a baby shower for our friend Sabrena (whose baby is due TOMORROW, by the way!), but it was actually a surprise shower for both of us! The girls did a great job throwing us off, even going so far as to send out two evites- one for each of us to see a shower for the other- and have everyone respond to both. The brunch was delicious, the laughs were abundant, and the gifts were precious! (Our two little girls are going to be adorable!!) Can I just say right now that baby girl clothes are the cutest and SO much fun to shop for? Yes, it's my blog and I'm saying it! Anyway, it was a wonderful surprise and I had a blast with our friends!&lt;br /&gt;My due date is three months away, and I'm about to enter the third trimester. Wow! Have I started getting the nursery ready yet? If you count picking out a crib and bedding started, then yes. If "getting started" requires actual moving of furniture or painting (or choosing paint colors) then not so much. It's ok though- I tend to work better under pressure! We'll get it done, I have no doubt about that. I'm just not sure about when... Nursery or not, I'm ready to meet and hold my little girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8301643982128522361?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8301643982128522361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8301643982128522361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8301643982128522361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8301643982128522361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-ready-for-sydney.html' title='Getting Ready for Sydney'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8047246707134690797</id><published>2009-08-06T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T20:10:05.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>Yes, I know it's been a while since I posted anything. Ok, Ok- a LOOOONNNGGGG while. BUT- in my defense, I predicted that it was going to be a busy summer, and it absolutely has been just that!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the quick recap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a quick trip to Louisville for the Southern Baptist Convention for work. It was a good time of networking, but I was pretty distracted the whole time, mostly because I knew we would have an important ultrasound the day I got back! We had the ultrasound on a Wednesday afternoon, saw that everything was healthy, and had the tech write down the gender and place it in a sealed envelope that we didn't open until that Sunday (yes, we waited FOUR DAYS!!!) I wanted to keep it a secret until after my sister's wedding, so that meant I couldn't know either. We had a wonderful, humidity filled weekend in Baton Rouge with my family, the wedding was sweltering but beautiful, and then my mom got to open the big news on Sunday morning... "You're having a GIRL!!!!" Rob and I are beyond thrilled that Sydney ________ (middle name still undecided) will be joining our family in November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our second trip of the summer to Washington DC for the Servpro national convention. We flew out on July 4 so that we could see the fireworks behind the Washington Monument from the National Mall- incredible! The highlight of the week, though, was when Rob was named Servpro's Rookie of the Year for 2008. I'm so wildly proud of him- he has worked very hard to grow a successful business and I was thrilled for him to receive this recognition. Sydney started getting bigger and stronger, and kicked hard enough for her daddy to feel her for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot more I want to update about, but I'm just not feeling it tonight. I started this post a few days ago, so I'll just put it out there and write more later. Adios for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8047246707134690797?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8047246707134690797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8047246707134690797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8047246707134690797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8047246707134690797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-300011999355872423</id><published>2009-05-31T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T19:03:17.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Month</title><content type='html'>May has been a fantastic month, and I'm a little sad to see it go. I celebrated my first mother's day and my 30th birthday, went on a fun mini-vacation with my hubby, heard my baby's heartbeat for the first time, visited with an old friend (who I hadn't seen in over 2 years), and finally embraced my growing waistline when I got to put on my new maternity swimsuit and head to the pool!&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, 30 hasn't been nearly as bad as everyone makes it out to be. Rob threw me a "surprise" party (that he told me about a few days in advance)- complete with the best guacamole ever and a sombrero cake! It was a ton of fun, and the perfect way to enter a new decade of my life. I'm looking forward to my 30s!!&lt;br /&gt;As for the baby, he/she is doing great! I had gotten sort of spoiled-- between my doctor's high-risk check-ups and a research study that I'm part of at Vanderbilt, I had an ultrasound every two weeks last month. It's so cool to look back at them now and see the incredible changes that took place from March 27 to April 27. That meant that this, however, was the first time I had to go 4 weeks between glimpses of our little one. By the day of my appointment, I was chomping at the bit to know that everything was ok in there. My doctor is pleased with our progression, and that strong heartbeat was sweeter than any song I've ever heard. I know that everyone says to enjoy every minute of pregnancy because it's over before you know it, but November 15 cannot get here soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;And the mini-vacation? Rob and I spent Memorial Day weekend in Alexandria, VA, and Washington DC. Crowded as it was, it was a great time to be in DC. We saw a lot of the usual stuff, as well as the National Memorial Day concert on the lawn of the Capitol, the Memorial Day parade, and the American flags on all the grave markers at Arlington Cemetery. As dorky as it my sound, it made me proud to be an American. We're actually going back there in July for the Servpro convention, and I'm looking forward to seeing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SiM2k5EPgyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/aLJYOCcNfMg/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SiM2k5EPgyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/aLJYOCcNfMg/s200/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342173590413345570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer is going to be a busy one. It's a little overwhelming when I look at the calendar, but there are a lot of good things ahead and I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-300011999355872423?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/300011999355872423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=300011999355872423&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/300011999355872423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/300011999355872423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-month.html' title='Good Month'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SiM2k5EPgyI/AAAAAAAAAKs/aLJYOCcNfMg/s72-c/DSC01570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-1624468565967234662</id><published>2009-05-11T09:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:31:10.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day After Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Dear Mom,&lt;br /&gt;Mother’s Day was different this year. I knew it would be, but somehow, it still caught me by surprise. I’m sorry I couldn’t be home this year. Do you remember the last time we spent Mother’s Day together? It was 2006- you and Dad came to Birmingham to help me move into my new apartment… and meet my new boyfriend, Rob.&lt;br /&gt;Rob is my husband now, and I’m going to be a mom soon. So yesterday meant a little more to me. I found myself more excited than usual, more nostalgic, and more thankful. I thought a lot about the kind of mom I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for setting a good example for me, beginning with your marriage. Tomorrow, you &amp;amp; Dad will celebrate 36 years since you said, “I do.” Congratulations! Thanks for keeping that commitment a priority. And thank you for retiring 33 years ago, to stay at home and raise your children. I know that isn’t an option for everyone, and I’m grateful for the sacrifices you and Dad made for our benefit.&lt;br /&gt;You told me one time that you “didn’t raise your kids to be independent, you raised them to need [you].” And I’m afraid that may have backfired on you! There may have been a lot of tears and guilt trips, but you let us go. Realize it or not, whether I lived in another city or state or country, I’ve always needed you. Thank you for pushing me in school (I probably wouldn’t have been an honor student on my own), for making me earn money to pay for the expensive things I wanted (like class trips), and for putting our family first (we’ve all tried to forget those years you were in school). I may be more independent than anyone ever expected, but it’s only because you gave me strength, courage, and wings to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Probably the most important thing you ever gave me, though, was Jesus. I know I caught you off guard when I knocked on your bedroom door in the middle of the night so many years ago. I’m pretty sure you were scared, and praying was all you knew to do. Thank you for leading me to the Lord that night. Thank you for giving me to Him all over again at camp when we both knew at the same moment that God was calling me to missions, and again when I was in college and making myself ill with stress, and again not long after that when I got on a plane by myself headed to a country I’d never been.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not going to say that I want to do everything just like you did, but then again, I hope my own children don’t act just like I did either! I appreciate you, Mom, and all you’ve done for me and taught me over the years. This isn’t super creative, or the most eloquent letter I’ve ever written; I just wanted to tell you I love you, and thank you for helping prepare me for motherhood.&lt;br /&gt;Love, jess &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture is just for you, Mom... 13.5 weeks (taken this morning)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SgjRNQD37XI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MX0ml-6sFfg/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334743784200072562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SgjRNQD37XI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MX0ml-6sFfg/s200/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-1624468565967234662?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/1624468565967234662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=1624468565967234662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1624468565967234662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1624468565967234662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-after-mothers-day.html' title='The Day After Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SgjRNQD37XI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MX0ml-6sFfg/s72-c/13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7458772190941592235</id><published>2009-03-15T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:36:31.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Afternoon Ponderings</title><content type='html'>Today looked like a typical Sunday... church, lunch with friends, nap on the couch. And it was a really good day. But it wasn't supposed to look like this!&lt;br /&gt;Rob and I were supposed to spend the day in Brno, Czech Republic with friends. We were supposed to be sharing memories about our time in Prague this week, and getting ready to go to Bucharest tomorrow. This week didn't turn out anything like we'd planned. (You can read the full update on our trip delay over at &lt;a href="http://gypsybusiness.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gypsy Business&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;Our pastor has been preaching through the book of Exodus, but he took a break today to talk about prayer. If I didn't know better, I would think that God interrupted the Exodus series just for me, because I needed this morning's message a little more than the 10 commandments today.&lt;br /&gt;For the last month, I've struggled in my prayer life. Not necessarily with praying itself, but with how to pray. I've wanted to pray boldly and confidently and ask God for something big. And I didn't. Somehow, I couldn't. At first, I felt like it was asking too much. I never doubted God's power, or His ability to answer. I just didn't believe that He would, because I didn't deserve it. I was afraid to ask for something that might not be in God's Will- not knowing for sure if it was or wasn't. Then I moved to fear of rejection- I would rather not ask, than ask and be told no. Morning by morning, I wrestled with the Lord, and never allowing myself to voice my request. "Lord, you know what's in my heart, so I'll just leave it at that. Do with it what you will." Somehow I convinced myself that was safe, and enough.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I needed to approach the Lord differently, and make my request known. I even searched for scriptures, and filled a page in my Daytimer with verses that command us to "ASK". I don't know why this was so hard for me.&lt;br /&gt;The sermon this morning was from Luke 18. One of the points that really resonated with me was the idea of going to the Lord like a child. Scott pointed out that kids aren't afraid to ask anything, and generally aren't afraid to ask for anything. They ask questions and make requests all day long, curiously and innocently. Is this really what God wants from me?&lt;br /&gt;Back up a couple of days, to Tuesday afternoon. At the same time I had been planning to get on a plane, instead I sat on my patio in the sunshine with my Bible. I turned to John 16, and had to stop for a while when I got to verse 24:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Until now you have asked nothing in my name. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ASK NOW, and you will receive, that your joy may be complete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (caps added for my own emphasis)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ask now. I heard the Lord, loud and clear, and I knew what He was asking of me. I knew that I needed to be bold. I've been praying a whole lot this week, more boldly than I ever have. And I'm thankful that God has repeated this admonition to me over and over the past few days. I know that God doesn't depend on my prayers, and what a relief! I am thankful that I serve a faithful, loving God who desires to hear from me- just because. I've learned to trust Him on a new level this week. And if that is why I'm sitting in my living room in Nashville today instead of the Czech Republic, it's totally worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7458772190941592235?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7458772190941592235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7458772190941592235&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7458772190941592235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7458772190941592235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunday-afternoon-ponderings.html' title='Sunday Afternoon Ponderings'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8086182782088578847</id><published>2009-03-08T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:49:46.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly Check-in</title><content type='html'>Well, I had good intentions to post several times this past month, but obviously that didn't happen. Oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been going really well for us lately. I finally got curtains hung in our living room- only a year after we moved in- and they totally change the room! I love them! We invited my inlaw's over to see the finished product and shared a little bit of my New Orleans heritage with them. We had a full-blown Mardi Gras celebration, with red beans &amp;amp; rice, jambalaya, king cake, and homemade beignets! And you can't have Mardi Gras without beads! It was a first for these Tennesseans, and I think they enjoyed it all. We might have to make this an annual tradition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SbRVtU3yZzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gP-UKpSFKvk/s1600-h/DSC01253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310964097761830706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SbRVtU3yZzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gP-UKpSFKvk/s200/DSC01253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SbRV42Aea6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/NbkU_24nKW4/s1600-h/DSC01256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310964295635200930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SbRV42Aea6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/NbkU_24nKW4/s200/DSC01256.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;The Dixon Family Mardi Gras&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I also made a trip home to see my family and go to my sister Kayla's first wedding shower. It was just us girls at home- no husbands allowed this time! We had a really good time catching up and celebrating with Kayla. I hope my mom will post some of the pictures soon (hint, hint)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This weekend, Rob and I have been getting ready for a long-awaited trip. Actually, we've been preparing a lot longer than that! We're going back to the Czech Republic and Romania for a couple of weeks, and for a couple of reasons. Since before we got married, we've talked about going back to Europe together to show each other around the places we used to live. I'm so excited that we finally have this opportunity! While there, though, we'll also be seeking direction for a small-business ministry that Rob has been thinking about for years. I won't go into all the details here, but you can follow us on this trip for the next two weeks at &lt;a href="http://gypsybusiness.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gypsy Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Please check in for updates and keep us in your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8086182782088578847?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8086182782088578847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8086182782088578847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8086182782088578847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8086182782088578847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/03/monthly-check-in.html' title='Monthly Check-in'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SbRVtU3yZzI/AAAAAAAAAKU/gP-UKpSFKvk/s72-c/DSC01253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4451346305831821726</id><published>2009-02-08T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:56:45.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Babysitting</title><content type='html'>Last week was a really, really long one for me. Without going into all the details, I'll just tell you that I was dealing with some health issues, and when you're waiting for a diagnosis- anxiety seems to slow the passage of time. (While the end result wasn't great, it was wonderful news compared to all the horrible scenarios I had prepared myself for.) Anyway, I was relieved by the time Saturday finally rolled around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several weeks ago Rob &amp;amp; I offered to babysit for some friends' baby while they celebrated their anniversary. I told her that we would keep him as long as they wanted- an evening, all day, overnight- whatever. She jumped on our offer and started making plans for a night away. Last night was our night to hang out with Caedmon, and I welcomed the distraction from the rest of my week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SY-au_dZhmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mDMLq8Pu3G8/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300625418537764450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SY-au_dZhmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mDMLq8Pu3G8/s200/DSC01246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much fun with him! Caedmon is 10 months old and an absolute doll. Rob was a little nervous at first, but excited about taking on the responsibility for a night. And he was awesome- he helped feed him and played with him, and even changed a poopy diaper! I've watched Rob interact with our nephew before, and I always love seeing the tenderness that a baby brings out of a tough man, but this time was different. I think he used to be a little intimidated by babies, and he's realizing that they're not so scary. It was a precious glimpse of the future, and what a wonderful dad Rob's going to be one day. While we all had a great night and got plenty of sleep- Rob and I both came home and crashed after church this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my nice long nap, I got out and enjoyed the rediculously beautiful weather! I can hardly believe that it's February 8, and I went out for a run in SHORTS and a TANK TOP! What in the world? (I took a picture to show you as proof, but who really wants to see a picture of me all sweaty? And besides, I wasn't exactly looking my best, and while someone else might have posted it, this is my blog and I don't have to show bad pictures of myself if I don't want to, and I don't!) Just take my word for it, the weather has been glorious this weekend, and I'm ready to get a pedicure and bust out the flip flops. Hurry summer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4451346305831821726?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4451346305831821726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4451346305831821726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4451346305831821726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4451346305831821726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/02/adventures-in-babysitting.html' title='Adventures in Babysitting'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SY-au_dZhmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/mDMLq8Pu3G8/s72-c/DSC01246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4458438610110112968</id><published>2009-01-25T19:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:51:55.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to a Kiss</title><content type='html'>What is it with winter and electricity? There's the awful static cling of pants on tights, the dreadful frizzy hair, and the inevitable "shock" when you touch anything... actually, in a weird (and maybe slightly sadistic) way, I sort of like the shocks- especially in the dark. Something about actually SEEING the tiny flash of light caused by the little jolt coming through my body makes me feel a little like I have a superpower. When I lived in Prague, my heat went out for about a month at one point; I slept every night in multiple pairs of pajamas underneath EIGHT layers of sheets, towels, and blankets. One night, there were so many "sparks" of electricity when I rolled over, I seriously thought that my bed might catch on fire!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I do this a LOT... the shocking, I mean. It doesn't matter what I touch, I've come to expect the accompanying jolt. The only one that really bothers me, though, is when I kiss Rob. My big, tough husband  is apparently quite delicate in the facial area, and I've seen him literally jump back from me a few too many times this winter. Usually with a disgusted scowl, which is not exactly the look I want to see after I plant one on him! It hurts my feelings more than my lips! I've finally started remembering to touch his arm or chest with my hand, discharging the electricity before I reach up for a smooch. It's kind of funny, really, but a little frustrating too! Ok, a lot frustrating...&lt;br /&gt;As for my so-called 24-hour stomach bug last week... it turned out to be more like a six-day stomach flu! I lost 9 lbs from Monday-Friday and by the end of the week I had to get 1.5 liters of fluid through an IV. It was pretty miserable, to say the least. I was out of work for four days, and didn't get to enjoy the break at all! Ugh!!&lt;br /&gt;I just registered for another 5K. I can't remember if I've shared here that I'm training to run the Country Music 1/2 Marathon in April. The training runs have been good so far, but brisk! It was 31F yesterday morning when my friend, Rachel, and I started, and only 33F by the time we finished. Brrrrrrrr!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4458438610110112968?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4458438610110112968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4458438610110112968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4458438610110112968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4458438610110112968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/01/prelude-to-kiss.html' title='Prelude to a Kiss'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4863642195441344313</id><published>2009-01-14T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:38:46.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>I couldn't think of anything clever to title this post. I'm on day 2 of an alleged 24-hour stomach bug. And it is gross! I'll spare you all the intimate details, and just tell you that I've lost 5 pounds since Monday. Deduce for yourself how that is possible.&lt;br /&gt;Spending two days in bed has allowed me lots of time to sleep and watch a ridiculous amount of Gilmore Girls. I'm pretty sure Rob and I did some cool stuff this year before I got sick, but I'm having a hard time remembering it all. 2009 has been good so far... we went hiking (and picnicking) at Burgess Falls State Park- I'll try to remember to put up some pictures soon. And we saw &lt;em&gt;Gran Torino&lt;/em&gt; (if you can look past the foul language and racial slurs, it was a really good movie about cross-cultural interaction). We've been working on plans for a trip back to Romania and the Czech Republic in March. Oh, and a new season of 24 started, and that's pretty exciting to me. (If I wasn't so in love with Rob, I would probably love Jack Bauer.)&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all for now. Nothing great to write about, I just felt like I should check in since I had a little time on my hands. Now I need to go get a Clorox wipe and clean my keyboard. Over and out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4863642195441344313?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4863642195441344313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4863642195441344313&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4863642195441344313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4863642195441344313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8705358785789615948</id><published>2009-01-02T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:51:06.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009</title><content type='html'>I've told you here before that I don't make New Year's Resolutions. I used to, but I never kept them. Instead, I try to use January 1 as a bench-mark day to stop and look back and think of all the things I'm grateful for in the past year... counting my blessings, if you want to call it that. Here's my top 29, in honor of my final year of my 20's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jess' Gratitude List- 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Rob- easily my number one! 2008 was our first Jan 1-Dec 31 as husband and wife, and it was incredible! I love him more every day. (Seriously- I'm not just saying that.)&lt;br /&gt;2. My salvation- it's been kind of a dry year for me spiritually, but I know that God is still good and my faith is growing again.&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunshine- On our way home on New Years Day, Rob &amp;amp; I saw the prettiest sunset I've seen in a long time; I wish I'd had my camera. This morning, driving to work, I was blessed with another amazing sky shortly after sunrise. I'm hanging on to that as a promise of a beautiful year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;4. My family- I appreciate my parents &amp;amp; sisters more and more the older I get, and I'm thankful that we have good relationships.&lt;br /&gt;5. My in-laws- I know that it's a treasure to get along as well as I do with my husband's family.&lt;br /&gt;6. Good health- 2008 will go down for me as the year I finally lost 20 lbs (and got into my smallest pants since high school) and became a lifetime member of Weight Watchers; I feel good!!&lt;br /&gt;7. Old Friends- sometimes they know me better than I know myself&lt;br /&gt;8. New Friends- I'm especially grateful for Rachel, Andie, Erin, and Charity&lt;br /&gt;9. David- my nephew. I've never loved another face like I do his!&lt;br /&gt;10. My job- here's to finding work with a Purpose&lt;br /&gt;11. Servpro- for all that it means to me: the business that supports my family and keeps my house from disaster&lt;br /&gt;12. The employees at Servpro- Rob finally has a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; crew in place that he can trust, meaning he has to work fewer long hours and weekends. I appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;13. A really good church home&lt;br /&gt;14. Our community group&lt;br /&gt;15. Water- I just like it!&lt;br /&gt;16. Facebook- it has been so fun to reconnect with old friends&lt;br /&gt;17. My grandmothers- I've tried to be more intentional in my relationships with them this year. I'm lucky to still have them both! They have been an inspiration to me&lt;br /&gt;18. Dark chocolate m&amp;amp;m's (just being honest. I'm thankful for them!)&lt;br /&gt;19. The translators who are working with me on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Share Jesus Without Fear&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Call to Follow Christ&lt;/span&gt;... 15 down, 85 to go!&lt;br /&gt;20. My friends at work- Juliana, Stacie, Joan and Stephanie. They make my Monday-Friday happier&lt;br /&gt;21. DVR&lt;br /&gt;22. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;23. Music&lt;br /&gt;24. Yankee Candles&lt;br /&gt;25. Coffee&lt;br /&gt;26. Mexican Food&lt;br /&gt;27. My iRobot vacuum cleaner (who we affectionately call "Danny Tanner")&lt;br /&gt;28. Oswald Chambers' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Utmost for His Highest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Smiles and laughter that have filled our first home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for you that 2009 will be a year with even more for which to be thankful!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8705358785789615948?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8705358785789615948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8705358785789615948&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8705358785789615948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8705358785789615948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4892827247990367584</id><published>2008-12-26T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:15:45.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, two posts in one week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVW5ZXdTG8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/1mhpExn4_2Y/s1600-h/DSC01168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVW5ZXdTG8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/1mhpExn4_2Y/s200/DSC01168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284333583233915842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I may have missed my calling. As a drummer. You heard it here first. Oh yeah, that's right. I was apparently a very good girl this year, and Santa brought me a Wii AND Rock Band! (In case you're unfamiliar, "Rock Band" is a video game with a microphone, guitar, and drums that three people play at once, sort of karaoke style. You win points by keeping up with the music.) I have had such a blast!! The guitar is pretty fun, especially for someone who wasn't willing to cut off her fingernails in order to plan an actual guitar, and the microphone is cool on the songs that I know (but there aren't many of those. YET.), but I rocked the drums!! I've always had a good ear for music, and I can hold a beat, even if my style is a bit lacking. Honestly, I willingly admit that I feel a little like Rain Man playing the drums- I have to stare at the screen and focus, so I end up being a little stiff, but I don't care- it is FUN! And when it gets to the part where all of the drums are lit up and you can just bang whatever ones you want to, I imagine that I probably look a little like Animal from the Muppet's, arms flailing and drumsticks flying. I have to laugh at myself even now just thinking about it! I'm pretty sure I'm going to be wasting a lot of time working on my rocker skills in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, Rob and I had a great Christmas. We had talked about inviting friends over after the Christmas Eve service at church, but ultimately decided to spend a quiet evening at home, just the two of us. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVW5ySzgCuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1meLV2WgjHQ/s1600-h/DSC01164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVW5ySzgCuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/1meLV2WgjHQ/s200/DSC01164.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284334011481590498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a cozy little first Christmas in our first home! We cooked dinner together (Stromboli, Rob's favorite meal that I make) and sort of watched &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;It's a Wonderful Life&lt;/span&gt;. Neither of us had ever seen it, and I'm still not sure that I can say that I have, but it was on in the background while we ate and talked and then traded one gift each. Then on Christmas morning, I attempted to make what was supposed to be sausage pinwheels. It ended up being more like a Sausage Yule Log, which was pretty good if I can say so myself. (I think I'll definitely try to make that one of our family traditions!) We read Luke 2 together over cups of cinnamon bun coffee, ate our log, and swapped gifts. Between the two of us, it looked like Santa really had come to a house of excited kiddos, what with all the boxes and wrapping paper strewn around. We left the mess, though, and drove across town to spend the day with Rob's family.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fun day with the Dixon clan. I really am blessed to have great in-laws. (Rob is too!) I, of course, entertained the crowd with my drumming, and Rob only had to excuse himself from the festivities for a little while to take the call on one water damage that came in. And I'm pretty sure I at as much in the last 24 hours as I have in the past 24 days; it was all soooo good! I'm back on the healthy wagon again today, though, and plan to keep my happy self right here for a while again- I've got to get myself into a bridesmaid dress in a couple of months (exactly six, come to think of it)!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a holly, jolly Christmas and experienced the blessing of knowing Christ in a new way yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4892827247990367584?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4892827247990367584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4892827247990367584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4892827247990367584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4892827247990367584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-two-posts-in-one-week.html' title='Yes, two posts in one week'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVW5ZXdTG8I/AAAAAAAAAJk/1mhpExn4_2Y/s72-c/DSC01168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7240659673503734992</id><published>2008-12-24T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:33:06.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And to all a good night</title><content type='html'>I'm not really sure why I feel like the only blog-worthy things in my life are the calamities I find myself in, but I do. I should do better. I could have written about my trip home for Thanksgiving to see my family (and trying to teach my 7-month-old nephew to crawl!) or creating lime green icing to decorate "truck cookies" to celebrate Rob's 2nd anniversary with Servpro or my Christmas-candy-making-marathon with my friend Rachel or singing my little heart out to try and become a SingStar in my cousin's living room. We have a real exciting life, I tell you. But I would like to share with you, instead, about Nashvegas Falls- discovered in my garage yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you know that Rob (and I) own a Servpro franchise. One of their specialties is "Water Damage Restoration." Basically, this means that when people have a leak, or flood, that gets into their home, Rob's guys come to the rescue to clean up the water and make sure mold doesn't invade the place. I used to struggle with the idea that Rob's work thrives when others are experiencing personal disasters (I hate watching the weather and thinking, "ooh, there could be some frozen pipes tonight!"). Anyway, I expressed this internal battle the other day to a friend who is a pediatric oncologist. He reminded me that KIDS have to have CANCER for him to have a job. He wins; his job is much worse. I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night (the night before last night), Rob and I were all snuggled warm in our bed while visions of sugar plums and peppermint bark danced in my head... when I was rudely awaken by what sounded like someone filling a bathtub at the foot of our bed. "Rob- Babe- Get up-- WHAT IS THAT?" "Huh?" "Is that water? DID OUR HOT WATER HEATER JUST EXPLODE?!?" Remember- this was at around 5:15, and we weren't exactly awake. We both got up and fumbled around for our glasses and sweatshirts and shoes (our hot water heater is in the garage, where we knew it was cold) and made our way downstairs. What to our wondering eyes should appear? Nashvegas Falls! I guess it was really more like a bubbling spring, flowing forth from under our hot water tank. Either way, it was not beautiful or wondrous. It took us a few minutes to find the water shut-off valve, but I (ahem, WE) did and managed to stop the gushing before the water rose deep enough to wet the drywall and seep into our living room. Whew! I tried to get Rob to call into his own answering service and leave a message for his office manager that we needed a crew to come out and clean it all up, but it really wasn't that bad, and he didn't think she would be amused at 5:30. Probably not. In fact, Rob was so relieved that the water hadn't come into the house that he wanted to go back to bed and deal with it after the sun came up. He's the professional, so that's what we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got up again, we called our Home Shield warranty people, and the nice lady there sent Jerry over to fix our pipe. It turns out that the hot water heater was fully intact; the fitting on the pipe leading into the tank had come undone. Jerry pulled out his handy little blow torch and had us fixed up in less than 30 minutes. And we went to bed last night to the soothing sound of air movers in our garage. Ah, what an exciting life we lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my goals this Christmas has to not get stressed out by the "stuff" and focus on Jesus. I think I've been pretty successful too. We had one crazy weekend of four parties rolled into two days (but that was actually the first weekend of December) and it's been a fairly chilled out month. And here I am on Christmas Eve morning, sitting on my couch in my sweats with the presents all wrapped under my fantastically simple tree, catching up on my blog, with nothing on my "to-do" list for today except the Christmas Eve service at church tonight, which I'm really looking forward to. Oh, and the air movers in the garage. It's a peaceful morning. I think I might grab a fresh cup of coffee and my Bible, turn off "The View" and pop in Casting Crowns' Christmas CD, and sit &amp;amp; enjoy Jesus for a while, who came into this world as a baby for the sole purpose of giving us access to God Almighty. Come, Lord Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVJijcvO_nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cZxBOvoTZD4/s1600-h/at+Opryland-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283393674008264306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVJijcvO_nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cZxBOvoTZD4/s200/at+Opryland-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Holy Night. Peace to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7240659673503734992?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7240659673503734992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7240659673503734992&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7240659673503734992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7240659673503734992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-to-all-good-night.html' title='And to all a good night'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SVJijcvO_nI/AAAAAAAAAJc/cZxBOvoTZD4/s72-c/at+Opryland-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4092045021686651312</id><published>2008-11-06T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T05:34:34.645-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's lesson brought to you by Exxon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a little embarrassing, but I have a funny story... and the moral is? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE GAS LIGHT ON MY DASHBOARD IS NOT JUST A SUGGESTION!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, you know what's coming next...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally ran out of gas on my way to work yesterday morning. I've heard stories of other people doing that and thought, "Wow- how dumb can you get? You have a gauge AND a light to tell you when you need gas!" And now I have joined the ranks of the people I used to make fun of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The light came on Tuesday on my way home from work. I thought that I might go to the grocery store that night, and thought, "That's perfect, I can get gas at Kroger." But then I skipped grocery shopping. The light came on again the next morning as soon as I started the car, and yes, I noticed it. I like to think of myself as optimistic though! I picked up my friend Tanya and we were on our way. Maybe God was trying to give me a little hint when we got on the interstate and traffic was backed all the way up to our on-ramp. There are no gas stations between our neighborhood and I-40, but I knew there were several at the next exit 3 miles ahead. I jokingly told Tanya, "If we have to sit in this traffic for too long, we might have to pull off and get gas." The cars kept moving, however, and I settled comfortably into the left lane and didn't think twice about getting gas before work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Admission of my own stubbornness- or stupidity-- We live 22 miles from work. The light came on Tuesday on our way home. I know full well that you generally have 25-30 miles to go once the light came on. What the heck was I thinking, that I could get all the way home AND all the way back downtown with that little orange light glaring at me?!?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, we were cruising along, chatting away, when I started to feel the car slowing down. Did my foot slip off the pedal? I pressed down hard on the gas; no response. "Oh no," I thought. Trying hard not to panic, I began gently easing my way across the three lanes of traffic separating me from the next exit ramp. I've never ventured into this part of town at all, but it seemed like a good time to jump off the interstate and pray there was a gas station waiting for me at the bottom of the exit. There wasn't. By this time I had prayed a couple of times that we would get to work- fully knowing that I should take 10 minutes to get off and fill-up. I think God might have been laughing at me. He was definitely shaking His head. Again- I was only trying to be positive and put my faith to work! Back to the story... we managed to get off at the exit and coast to a stop at the bottom of the ramp. Poor Tanya's eyes were huge by this point, and I could tell in her mind she was screaming at me- "What are we going to do?!" Laughing at the predicament I had just gotten us into, I picked up my cell phone and called Rob. And then I called AAA. (I figured they could race to rescue us. Rob won.) About 25 minutes later, his truck came flying down the exit ramp. About 10 seconds after that, his brother's truck came flying down the ramp- Rob was worried that we were in a less than savory part of town and he called Ryan to come protect us until he could reach us with a gas can. I was still laughing and cutting up and trying to help Tanya relax. Rob wasn't laughing. I still don't think the situation was all that serious; and by lunchtime he was laughing at me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about starting your day off on the wrong foot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4092045021686651312?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4092045021686651312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4092045021686651312&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4092045021686651312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4092045021686651312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/11/todays-lesson-brought-to-you-by-exxon.html' title='Today&apos;s lesson brought to you by Exxon'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-3490062887191844987</id><published>2008-10-26T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:10:19.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SQTz9I2lpVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/me9_JSGYz84/s1600-h/DSC00811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261598496349594962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SQTz9I2lpVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/me9_JSGYz84/s200/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is it about Monday's? They're not any longer than the other days, and yet, I dread them every Sunday. It's been a good weekend though, and I guess I just don't want it to end. In fact, the past several weekends have been really good, and the next several are promising too. Two weeks ago, five of my former students from UAB came up for a weekend retreat; it's always good to catch up with friends and get deep in God's Word together. Last weekend, Rob's cousin Shannon came to Nashville &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SQT0QMOXxbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IHUMdByOHcg/s1600-h/DSC00836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261598823672169906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SQT0QMOXxbI/AAAAAAAAAI4/IHUMdByOHcg/s200/DSC00836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a fun girls' weekend; we went horseback riding and then shopped until we couldn't stand anymore! We just got back from Jackson a little while ago after a great weekend of friends, football, and baby showers. Next weekend Rob's brother is getting married, the next we'll be going to Atlanta to visit my sister... Just looking at my daytimer wears me out! None of our weekends have been, or will be, restful- not even a little bit- but totally worth it. For now, for this moment, Rob and I are back home early and are chilling on the couch watching a movie, and while not the most exciting event or memory of the month, it's definitely one of my favorites!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've heard several sermons, Bible studies, etc. lately on God's command to have "no other idols." It's so easy to think of this as one of the obvious "Big Ten", like don't steal or don't murder. And we let ourselves believe that this isn't a danger for us- we don't worship statues or relics. I think I'm guilty though. At different times, and for what seemed like a good reason at the time. I've let other things take first place in my life and in my heart. It's hard to hash it all out on paper, or the screen as it were, but I'm definitely in a season of refining. Even though it isn't exactly fun, and certainly not easy, I'm excited about what God is doing in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing- Rob and I are trying to work it out to be able to take a trip back to the Czech Republic and Romania next year. There are still a lot of details that we need to figure out, so please pray with us that everything will be made clear soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-3490062887191844987?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/3490062887191844987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=3490062887191844987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3490062887191844987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3490062887191844987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/10/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SQTz9I2lpVI/AAAAAAAAAIw/me9_JSGYz84/s72-c/DSC00811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4179288463415066289</id><published>2008-10-07T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:52:37.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race for the Cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfIjIVL0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/1bDqpVjdk0w/s1600-h/the+racers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254609096964124482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfIjIVL0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/1bDqpVjdk0w/s320/the+racers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the Komen Race for the Cure! This was my second time participating- it's such a great cause, and everything is PINK! Seriously, it was a really fun, inspiring day with my co-workers Joan and Juliana. I loved seeing all of the breast cancer survivors out there walking, and I had a great conversation with one lady as we walked. I also loved seeing all of the creative team t-shirts... my favorite one had two baseballs strategically placed on the front and read "Save Second Base!" It's may be a little crude, and definitely not something I would wear, but I thought it was really funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yay for face paint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfXXHTbEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aR9YxTzlZVg/s1600-h/yay+for+face+paint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254609351436627010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfXXHTbEI/AAAAAAAAAIg/aR9YxTzlZVg/s320/yay+for+face+paint.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfkvTBmwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fkmlgd5QZSM/s1600-h/my+cheerleader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254609581266541314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfkvTBmwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fkmlgd5QZSM/s320/my+cheerleader.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4179288463415066289?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4179288463415066289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4179288463415066289&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4179288463415066289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4179288463415066289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/10/race-for-cure.html' title='Race for the Cure'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SOwfIjIVL0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/1bDqpVjdk0w/s72-c/the+racers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2518006634034171973</id><published>2008-10-02T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:06:33.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At home with my honey</title><content type='html'>Rob and I are just hanging out at home tonight, and I love it! We've had the best week- I like it when we don't have much going on.  Not long after my last post, Rob went to Houston to help with Hurricane Ike clean-up; he was gone for nearly two weeks. I did not handle that well. I love my husband, and I really like having him around. On the contrary, I hate it when he's not around. I was happy when he came home. Very happy!&lt;br /&gt;While Rob was in Texas, I went home to Louisiana for a weekend. It was a lot of fun seeing my family. I got to spend time getting to know my future brother-in-law, Scott, a little better; we girls had a good time shopping for bridesmaids dresses; I got to chat with my granny over a cup of coffee before everyone else woke up; and we all had a blast watching my nephew, David (check out his &lt;a href="http://www.davidwalker-texasbaby.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;!). My mom must have taken a hundred pictures that weekend, but none have surfaced yet! It's so neat watching him grow and change. The trip had been planned for a while, and turned out to be a wonderful distraction in the middle of Rob's trip.&lt;br /&gt;God has been teaching me a lot lately. I've been meeting with a group of women going through Beth Moore's &lt;em&gt;Stepping Up&lt;/em&gt;, and have also had some really good conversations with a couple of girlfriends recently. God has been refining my heart, which is often uncomfortable for a time, but always good. I'm thankful for friends who have challenged me and encouraged me.  My times with the Lord have been really sweet thanks to all of these things. I hope I'll be able to expound on that soon, and put words to everything in my head and my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Random change of subject (thinking "out loud")... I want to cook a roast in the crock pot tomorrow. I don't have time to cut up the vegetables &amp;amp; get it all ready in the morning, but I'm afraid that if I cut everything up tonight it will be brown by morning. How do I not have time to cook in a slow-cooker?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2518006634034171973?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2518006634034171973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2518006634034171973&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2518006634034171973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2518006634034171973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-home-with-my-honey.html' title='At home with my honey'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-899221391002674986</id><published>2008-09-11T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:19:19.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, Busy Girl</title><content type='html'>I've run out of excuses to offer for my most recent absence from the blog world. I'm just busy- and when life gets crazy, the blog slips on the priority list. What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;I had a fantastic visit with my college roommate, Courtney, a couple of weeks ago. We lived together from 1999-2000 (until I graduated from LSU), and since I moved out we've only seen each other once or twice a year for a couple of hours at a time. It was so great to have a whole two days with her just hanging out. It was the ultimate girl weekend!&lt;br /&gt;The very next weekend, my sweet husband took me on a 3-day cruise to celebrate our first wedding anniversary! We went to Nassau, Bahamas, and it was fabulous! It was so nice to get away from the busy-ness of our crazy life and just spend a couple of days focused on each other. I think my favorite part (more than Atlantis and the beach) was the long talk we had on the top deck of the boat every night. This was my first cruise. I've always loved the beach, because it reminds me of the hugeness and power of God. Being out in the middle of the ocean with nothing in sight but waves brings up those same thoughts. The water was pretty choppy and we had no shortage of ocean breezes (translate: crazy wind) thanks to Hurricane Hanna, but that didn't stop us from enjoying our trip.&lt;br /&gt;I went back and read my blog post from September 1 last year- the morning of our wedding. I didn't know it was possible that I could be more in love with Rob than I was that day, and yet, I absolutely am! He makes me laugh, keeps me warm, and is a constant reminder that God loves me. I am so grateful that God chose to bless me with such an incredible man as Rob. 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The problem is, I feel like my life isn't all that exciting to anyone except me (and maybe my mom). Seriously, it's not interesting to other people who I've visited with, or what I've encountered at work. At least, I'm pretty sure it's not. So, instead of my usual "here's what I've been up to" post, here's a little questionnaire someone emailed to me this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3's About Me!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three jobs I have had in my life:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Auto body shop receptionist&lt;br /&gt;2. Behavior therapist for autistic kids&lt;br /&gt;3. Coffee Master/ Barista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three shows that I watch:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Office&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends reruns&lt;br /&gt;3. The Amazing Race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three places I have been:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hvar, Croatia&lt;br /&gt;2. Damascus, Syria&lt;br /&gt;3. Lynchburg, Tennessee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three People who email me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Courtney&lt;br /&gt;2. Rachel&lt;br /&gt;3. Juliana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three of my favorite foods:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mexican anything&lt;br /&gt;2. Peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;3. Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three places I'd rather be right now:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. With my hubby&lt;br /&gt;2. Asleep&lt;br /&gt;3. The Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Three things I am looking forward to this year:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My first wedding anniversary (sept 1)&lt;br /&gt;2. Seeing my nephew David again&lt;br /&gt;3. Christmas with Rob in our first home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for Rob. He left for Florida today to "scope out" Fay's damage; it was a long, rainy trip. Pray that they can make some big progress this weekend so that he can come home early next week. Fortunately, I'm not alone- my college roommate, Courtney, arrived tonight for a weekend visit (our first extended visit in 8 years!) As sad as I am that Rob is gone (really, I am. sincerely.), I'm very excited about the total-girl weekend ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5136349487384251088?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5136349487384251088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5136349487384251088&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5136349487384251088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5136349487384251088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-much-to-say.html' title='So much to say...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5119247443622638277</id><published>2008-07-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:35:55.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Organized Chaos</title><content type='html'>Busy doesn't even begin to describe my life as of late. The "lazy, hazy days of summer" are racing past in one big blur! Here's your fair warning- this post will likely be as all over the place as I've been these past few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUICK UPDATES: The lows and highs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rob was in Cedar Rapids for a week. I cried a lot and slept just a little. I was kind of pathetic really. It's a good thing he came home when he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The tomato's are struggling. I think we're down to two that might survive to full-grown so we can eat them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rob's brother, Stephen, proposed to his girlfriend, Joanna. We've got two siblings getting married in the next year, and we're thrilled for them. We are excited about both of our new in-laws!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We made a quick road trip to Louisiana for July 4th and my dad's birthday (can you say there's anything "quick" about 16 hours round trip?!) It was great to see family that we hadn't seen in a while! We ate, watched old home movies from when my dad was a kid, laughed, visited, waterskiied, and worked to see who could make David laugh the most. He is growing in size and cuteness daily! I wish it was easier to get home more often... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We were home for less than 14 hours when we left again, bound for the national Servpro Convention in Denver. Rob learned a lot in workshops while I worked hard at relaxing. It was a good time to reconnect with old friends and build relationships with new people as well. Rob was given the Director's level Platinum award- the highest from his "class"! (I think I was a little more proud of him than he was- ok, a lot!) We also took a vacation day after the convention ended and went to Colorado Springs and Pikes Peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We got our government stimulus check, and like good, law-abiding citizens, we went out and spent part of it the next day. We bought a Roomba (robotic vacuum), and I love it! I could write a whole post on our wonderful new cleaning robot, whom we affectionately named "Danny Tanner". I probably will. Did I mention that I LOVE Danny Tanner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well, and like any job it has presented its own unique set of challenges. I've felt a little like Nehemiah lately. Or wanting to feel like him is probably a better way to say it. God wanted him to rebuild the wall around Jerusalem. Nehemiah didn't question God's instructions like Moses, or run from God like Jonah, he just trusted and set out with this HUGE, God-sized task in front of him. When I think about my project- getting 2 books translated into 50 languages by volunteer translators by December 31- I can't help but feel overwhelmed and question the reality of the possibility. I admit, I've had my doubts about whether or not it's going to be finished on time. But it's not up to me to question the Lord. So I'm reading Nehemiah's story, and trying to gain his strength and confidence. I'll let you know what I find out from him. And if I forget- ask me about it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5119247443622638277?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5119247443622638277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5119247443622638277&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5119247443622638277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5119247443622638277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/07/organized-chaos.html' title='Organized Chaos'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7716878361609495955</id><published>2008-06-22T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:52.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rob &amp; Jess + 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SF76pKKcj9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/eRApGtP99eM/s1600-h/roma%27s+6-22-08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214881003551363026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SF76pKKcj9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/eRApGtP99eM/s200/roma%27s+6-22-08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, maybe not quite as catchy as "Jon &amp;amp; Kate", but we've got eight little ones on the way too!!! Eight little Roma tomatoes, that is! (Did you think I was talking about babies?!?! As Rob would say, "Are you crazy-outta-your-mind?") We also have 1 "early girl" tomato plant that currently has a baseball sized beauty on it; I keep mistakenly calling it a "big girl" instead of "early girl"! We've been working hard on our tiny little garden, and it will all pay off soon if we can keep the bugs &amp;amp; critters off. I'll take some pictures of my flower bed later this week- after I pull weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please keep Rob in your prayers this week. He left this morning bound for Cedar Rapids, Iowa, to help with the flood recovery efforts. He brought two of his guys, three trucks, and a huge load of equipment, and is planning to stay at least a week. Pray for protection from injury and flood-related illnesses, for good sleep, and for compassionate spirits for Rob, Lee, and Joe. Pray too that Lee &amp;amp; Joe will see Jesus in Rob this week as they work together, that they will see more to him than just their boss. Pray for me too- it's hard to be separated from my hubby and it hasn't even been a whole day yet! Please ask specifically that I'll be able to sleep well this week without Rob next to me. Pray for the people of Cedar Rapids that Rob &amp;amp; his crew will be helping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7716878361609495955?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7716878361609495955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7716878361609495955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7716878361609495955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7716878361609495955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/06/rob-jess-8.html' title='Rob &amp; Jess + 8'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SF76pKKcj9I/AAAAAAAAAFY/eRApGtP99eM/s72-c/roma%27s+6-22-08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4479655797639732873</id><published>2008-06-12T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:56:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Night</title><content type='html'>It's been a busy couple of weeks since my last post. Make that- a crazy week this week! Rob &amp;amp; I made a last minute decision on Friday to drive to St. Louis on Saturday for my sister Kayla's surprise engagement party; it was an early departure and slight detour on our way to Indianapolis on Sunday. (I've worked at LifeWay for three weeks and they sent me on my first "business trip" to the Southern Baptist Convention). Before deciding to leave, we faced the grim reality that we're getting old and have to base our decisions on things like responsibility, rather than simply what we want to do... Can we afford the extra gas and hotel room?... We really need to mow the lawn before we leave for five days... What will we do with the dog?... Factors like those make it a lot harder to be spontaneous and fun!&lt;br /&gt;We made the trip- and we're happy we took the extra detour- and got home around 12:30 last night. And then I spent today catching up on everything that had piled up while we were gone: grocery shopping, laundry, unpacking, etc. I tried a new recipe for dinner tonight, and it was not good. It has been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;I went out to the patio after dinner to check on our tomato plants (since the ones we grow may be all we get this summer!) The one that's finally turning orange has a big hole right through the middle of it. Ugh- can't eat that one. I sighed and was about to come back inside when I noticed how pretty the sky was tonight. The threat of thunderstorms in the area, coupled with the creative genius of almighty God, brought some particularly bright pink stripes to the dark blue dusk sky. Pink always makes me happy, but tonight it just felt like a gift from the Lord, sent to make me smile. I called Rob to come join me, and we sat outside in the cool evening just enjoying the beauty around us. From our backyard, you can see pretty far up into the hills. It was so peaceful and relaxing to sit still for a little while, talking and laughing and forgetting the craziness of the day and the dirty dishes still on the table and remembering all over again how much I love my husband and how good our God is. I am tired, and excessively grateful. Life is too short to miss these moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Congrats Kayla and Scott! Marriage is incredible- you're going to love it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4479655797639732873?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4479655797639732873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4479655797639732873&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4479655797639732873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4479655797639732873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-night.html' title='Good Night'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6124565724543466804</id><published>2008-05-31T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:52.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad &amp; The Ugly</title><content type='html'>The last two weeks have been sort of a blur. So much has been going on!!&lt;br /&gt;I started my job at Lifeway, and I love it! Everyone is so nice, and they have all gone above and beyond to welcome me. The task ahead of me is huge and I'm ready for the challenge. It's been fun telling others that I'm the new multiethnic editor- everyone asks if I know all 50 languages. I usually reply that I've got 47 down pat and am working on the last three! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SEIG1kp4NkI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pkdQ92de5IU/s1600-h/1+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206731636635874882" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SEIG1kp4NkI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pkdQ92de5IU/s200/1+month.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One woman even confessed that she didn't expect me to be "so white"! This multiethnic initiative is a top priority for Lifeway right now and I am very excited to get to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Another bright spot in the past couple of weeks was a weekend in Ft. Worth. Rob and I flew out to visit family and meet our new nephew over Memorial Day weekend. Of course, I'm a biased aunt, but David is absolutely the cutest kid in Texas! I hate that we waited so long to see him, although I'm glad now that we did... he was able to smile and interact with us a lot, which was really fun! Now, I don't want a reputation as a meanie, but isn't this the cutest picture?!? Crying or not- I love this kid!&lt;br /&gt;In spite of my wonderful new job and time with sweet David, this week was a hard one. We got back on Monday night without our luggage. Besides our clothes, my car keys, check book, work ID badge, Rob's work file, and several other important things were in the lost suitcase. American Airlines had put the wrong tag on it at DFW, and we had a claim ticket for a woman headed to Washington DC; they had no idea where our stuff was. We tried not to be upset about it and headed home, where we found that our refrigerator had gone out over the weekend! (The first clue was the can of biscuits exploded in the fridge!) Not exactly what you want to come home to after a weekend out of town.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't show you a picture of the ugly, so I'll just tell you about the huge, purple &amp;amp; black stripe across my back. I slipped on a staircase at work Tuesday morning and hit the lower part of my spine on a step before sliding the rest of the way down. No, I couldn't fall on my tailbone where I've got plenty of cushion- that would have been too easy! I was able to get up and walk immediately, but I was in a lot of pain and had to go straight to the doctor. They did x-rays to confirm that nothing was fractured, and thankfully everything looked good. It's still rather painful, but fortunately I can tell that it's improving every day. Please pray for a complete recovery! On top of the physical pain, my pride was hurt almost as bad with embarrassment for having a workman's comp claim before I even had my first paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;I came home from work Tuesday and cried. Between the lost luggage, the expensive fridge repairs, and my hurt back, I felt very defeated. I wondered why God was allowing these attacks from all angles. He gently reminded me that He is good and is always in control, and I was stressing over relatively small "stuff." I got a big dose of perspective later that night and felt silly that I had cried over these trials. Because that's all they really were. Disciples aren't exempt from the hard road. As followers of Christ, our journeys are peppered with speed bumps and detours. We just have to learn to trust God to get us around- or through- the obstacles and allow Him to strengthen our faith through those times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6124565724543466804?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6124565724543466804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6124565724543466804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6124565724543466804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6124565724543466804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/05/good-bad-ugly.html' title='The Good, The Bad &amp; The Ugly'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SEIG1kp4NkI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/pkdQ92de5IU/s72-c/1+month.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2957640571799644434</id><published>2008-05-15T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T18:51:33.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The week in Review</title><content type='html'>It has been a VERY good week. I'm excited about starting my new job tomorrow, but I have to admit- I have LOVED being a housewife this week!  Kroger is a completely different place at 10am; it's so much more peaceful when you're not rushing through to get home and cook dinner, and running into everyone else who's rushing around trying to get home. It was almost nice.&lt;br /&gt;So, as for my list of things I wanted to accomplish... finish the bonus room (nope), finish the touch-up painting around the house (some- I can't find the original wall paint), lunch with friends (yes- every day), day long retreat (sadly, no), sew a dress (yes!), get a pedicure (and a manicure! Happy Birthday to me!!!). While I didn't finish everything, I still think it was productive.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm excited about starting my new job tomorrow. And a little sad that I have to get up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is completely pointless. I promise- the next one will be worth reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2957640571799644434?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2957640571799644434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2957640571799644434&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2957640571799644434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2957640571799644434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/05/week-in-review.html' title='The week in Review'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-1456724215464901533</id><published>2008-05-07T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T20:29:05.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Temporary Unemployment...</title><content type='html'>... is glorious! Yesterday I closed the door on the world of architectural openings (pun very much intended). And today I was a Lady of Leisure! A look at my day today:&lt;br /&gt;- I slept in until about 8:30&lt;br /&gt;- Woke up to breakfast in bed cooked by my fabulous husband&lt;br /&gt;- Stayed in bed until the Today show was almost over&lt;br /&gt;- Met my cousin for lunch&lt;br /&gt;- Went to the mall and shopped for a Mother's day gift for my mother-in-law&lt;br /&gt;- Came home and painted my toenails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a tough life, but I'll persevere through until I start at Lifeway next Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-1456724215464901533?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/1456724215464901533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=1456724215464901533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1456724215464901533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1456724215464901533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/05/temporary-unemployment.html' title='Temporary Unemployment...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-9013090733095073424</id><published>2008-05-05T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:53.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Cinco de Mayo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_BQI0FHaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CanQbAlgFqk/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197084977996832162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_BQI0FHaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CanQbAlgFqk/s200/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyone who knows me at all knows that I could survive on peanut butter and Mexican food. Mexican is probably the one food "category" (genre? ethnic group?) I could eat EVERY SINGLE DAY. Simply put, I love Mexican food. Not as much as Jesus or Rob, but it ranks pretty high up there. In light of that, Cinco de Mayo seemed like a great reason to have a Mexican potluck dinner (even if we had it on Quatro de Mayo!)! Throw together some enchiladas, queso dip, a "pin-yaya", and good friends, and you have a pretty good fiesta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_ByI0FHbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9Vkoc8tb0Ng/s1600-h/DSC00493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197085562112384434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_ByI0FHbI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9Vkoc8tb0Ng/s200/DSC00493.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, with Abby and Ellie (she seriously wore those sunglasses the WHOLE time!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_ByY0FHcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OZq6Mm0kryg/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197085566407351746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_ByY0FHcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OZq6Mm0kryg/s200/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie, taking a swing at the "Pin-yaya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_Byo0FHdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KoINEPUpUzE/s1600-h/DSC00504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197085570702319058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_Byo0FHdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/KoINEPUpUzE/s200/DSC00504.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other news, tomorrow is my last day at Girtman &amp;amp; Associates. It's been a good year, but I can't really say that I'm sad to be leaving the world of construction and doors behind... I'm way too excited about the opportunities ahead of me.  And I'm REALLY excited about having over a week off in between jobs! There are so many things I want to do with my time off- finish putting everything away in the bonus room, finish touching up the paint around the house, have lunch with a few friends, go on a day-long retreat, sew a dress, maybe get a pedicure...  ask me on May 16 how many of those things I actually accomplished! It will be a good week... maybe I'll start early with a bubble bath right now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-9013090733095073424?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/9013090733095073424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=9013090733095073424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/9013090733095073424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/9013090733095073424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Happy Cinco de Mayo!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SB_BQI0FHaI/AAAAAAAAAEw/CanQbAlgFqk/s72-c/DSC00490.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7850414673850878445</id><published>2008-04-25T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:54.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flooded with Praise and Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been meaning to post for a while now, and I really wish I'd been keeping the blog more current. This has been a really, REALLY good week. I just don't want to neglect to tell you about how good things had gotten before this week. So let's work backwards...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SBHeyo0FHZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qv6TvFh1v_s/s1600-h/david.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193176806865575314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SBHeyo0FHZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qv6TvFh1v_s/s200/david.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wednesday, I got a nephew! David Clinton Walker finally made his way into the world, a short week after his due date. (My sister, Mindi, was SO ready!) He came fairly peacefully, from what I understand, and weighed in at a hefty 9 lbs, 1 oz! He's a big boy, but still not big enough to beat Aunt Jess' family record! I can't believe it's going to be a month before Rob &amp;amp; I get to meet him face to face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday, I was offered a new job at Lifeway Christian Resources. I'm really excited about the position! I'm going to be a (the?) multiethnic resources editor. It sounds like a fancy title, which is kind of cool, but it's the job itself that gets me smiling. I'll be working on a project to get two Bible study/discipleship books translated into 50 different languages. No, I don't have to learn 50 new languages; my role will be more of a project manager than copy editor.  The best part is- as they are completed, the translated materials will be available online for FREE! I love that this isn't being driven by dollars and cents, but by the fact that this is important stuff and people need to hear it. They're still not sure what phase two of the project will be- translating more material into those same 50 languages, or translating the same two books into 50 more languages. Either way, I'm thrilled that my day-to-day work is going to have an eternal purpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday, I went to lunch with a friend at my current job and we decided to start doing a Bible study together. She confessed quickly that she doesn't know much and I'd have to teach her. I didn't tell her that's what I had been praying for; I've been wanting to be in that sort of discipling relationship again. I meet with a fabulous woman of God every week who counsels and pours her wisdom into me, and I want to pass that on to someone else.  Pray that our weekly lunch dates will be profitable for both of us, and that we won't be easily distracted from meeting after I begin working somewhere else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And before all of this happened this week, God had really been working on my heart. I had been feeling somewhat unsettled in the midst of all the waiting- waiting to hear back from Lifeway, waiting for David- there were too many "unknowns" for my comfort level. Our church has been in a season of studying "What does a disciple look like?", and I think I was feeling convicted that I wasn't doing enough- not sharing my faith enough, not spending enough time in the Word, not bearing enough fruit. The uneasiness was probably the result of conviction (that's never comfortable, is it?).  Anyway, I felt like God had finally gotten my attention and was shaking me back into step with Him. It's kind of hard to explain now that I'm trying to put it all into words. Pruning, stretching, refining- whatever you want to call it, it never feels good at the time, and that's where I was for the past month or so.  It's so refreshing to come out on the other side, though. I think God did some "spring cleaning" in my heart! I have the excitement of realizing that I'm a new creation all over again, and I'm thankful for that more than anything else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7850414673850878445?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7850414673850878445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7850414673850878445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7850414673850878445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7850414673850878445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/04/flooded-with-praise-and-thankfulness.html' title='Flooded with Praise and Thankfulness'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SBHeyo0FHZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Qv6TvFh1v_s/s72-c/david.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6193442526006801870</id><published>2008-04-05T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:53:14.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some things I've learned this week</title><content type='html'>1. I tend to snuggle more during thunderstorms. (I call it snuggling, Rob calls it me wedged up under his side.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Dolly Parton said in Steel Magnolias, "Noone cries alone in my presence,"- and that's still true. When my friends are hurting and cry, I cry with them. Even if I'm a hundred miles away.&lt;br /&gt;3. If God puts someone on your mind more than once- call them.&lt;br /&gt;4. We are called to serve God with gladness- wherever He calls us. In ministry, in our daily jobs, in marriage, in the grocery store. Our joy is to be in Him; not in our situation.&lt;br /&gt;5. Clover may look fluffy and harmless, but it's roots are deep and strong. It's the monster in my flower-bed.&lt;br /&gt;6. No matter how hard or sincere you pray, God doesn't turn grapes into chocolate. I know. I asked Him. He said NO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6193442526006801870?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6193442526006801870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6193442526006801870&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6193442526006801870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6193442526006801870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-things-ive-learned-this-week.html' title='Some things I&apos;ve learned this week'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6379187810035371576</id><published>2008-03-29T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:54.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post - Lots of catching up to do!</title><content type='html'>Blogger counts my posts for me, and this is the centennial entry! I feel like I should have something really profound or insightful to share; this may disappoint! I wish this was an outlet for all my deep ponderings, but it's never really accomplished that- it's more for keeping up with old friends that I don't call or email enough! So in that vein, I'll just let you know what's been going on in Nashvegas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R-7e-6cHymI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ymE_mXI8zeo/s1600-h/DSC00429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183325393570482786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R-7e-6cHymI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ymE_mXI8zeo/s200/DSC00429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally starting to feel "settled" in our house. Don't get me wrong- I've still got plenty to do- but I've gotten all the boxes out of the living spaces that we spend our time in. The bonus room and guest rooms are definitely still works in progress. The downstairs and master bedroom are in pretty good shape, though, so I'm feeling a lot less pressure to work on house stuff every moment that I have free. It's a good feeling! We're blessed- God has filled our home with friends, love, and laughter often, and we're happy to have a place to welcome everyone! (That's your invitation to come visit!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R-7fYqcHynI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RaKJr8r2c2Q/s1600-h/DSC00423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183325835952114290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R-7fYqcHynI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RaKJr8r2c2Q/s200/DSC00423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, I had several girls from UAB up for a Spring Retreat. I can't remember the last time I consumed so much junk food in 24 hours! It was so much fun catching up with them and hanging out. We didn't do a whole lot- it was just good to be together. I sure do miss those girls in Birmingham!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rob &amp;amp; I will celebrate two years "together" this week on April 1! Time sure flies when you're having fun!! So much has happened in both our lives since we got together in Gatlinburg- we've both moved several times, changed jobs, gotten married, moved a few more times... it's been kind of a whirlwind, but in a good way. The next big thing coming up? We're going to be an aunt &amp;amp; uncle in a few weeks (days?!). My sister Mindi is going to have a baby any day now, and we're almost as anxious as she is to find out if it's David or Ali!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is one thoughtful insight I can share. This past week I got to experience God in a new way. I think for the first time, I had a few moments of that "peace that passes all understanding." On the way to an appointment that could have been extremely nerve-wracking, I found myself with no anxiety and no apprehension- only a calmness and peace in knowing that God is in control and nothing can change that. I was reminded that My Father wants what's best for me. This "new" revelation was only two days after Easter Sunday- a day set aside to celebrate Jesus being alive! I got to spend a lot of time this week dwelling on the goodness of God, His Grace and Provisions and Mercy. It's a hard thing to thing to comprehend, and I realize that I may never grasp the full extent of God's grace. And I guess the good part of that is that I'll keep on searching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6379187810035371576?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6379187810035371576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6379187810035371576&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6379187810035371576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6379187810035371576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/03/100th-post-lots-of-catching-up-to-do.html' title='100th Post - Lots of catching up to do!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R-7e-6cHymI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ymE_mXI8zeo/s72-c/DSC00429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-864019911710472785</id><published>2008-02-12T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:56.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7JbGqhyK0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/YraKipV1xZI/s1600-h/House+(18).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166291892600712002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7JbGqhyK0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/YraKipV1xZI/s200/House+(18).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7Ja16hyKyI/AAAAAAAAADw/SDN2-uaBcaI/s1600-h/House+(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166291604837903138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7Ja16hyKyI/AAAAAAAAADw/SDN2-uaBcaI/s200/House+(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe the title of this post technically isn't true, and we're grateful to God for providing our little apartment these past few months, but I know I can speak for Rob and say we're both anxious to call someplace else home! It's been easy to get excited about our new house, although that tinge of fear lingering from our last attempt at homeownership has definitely held me back. Even now, I'm still a little nervous to post these pictures until the papers are signed on Thursday... I can't help myself though! I finally got them uploaded and I'm so anxious to share. Our first Valentines day as husband and wife will surely be one I never forget!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7Ja-qhyKzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QT6gWgWBjwE/s1600-h/House+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166291755161758514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7Ja-qhyKzI/AAAAAAAAAD4/QT6gWgWBjwE/s200/House+(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7Jak6hyKxI/AAAAAAAAADo/Xg2UVUL3euk/s1600-h/House+(6).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166291312780126994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7Jak6hyKxI/AAAAAAAAADo/Xg2UVUL3euk/s200/House+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-864019911710472785?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/864019911710472785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=864019911710472785&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/864019911710472785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/864019911710472785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/02/our-first-home.html' title='Our First Home!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R7JbGqhyK0I/AAAAAAAAAEA/YraKipV1xZI/s72-c/House+(18).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4764671603690292805</id><published>2008-01-30T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:56.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R6EQELXF2oI/AAAAAAAAADg/e1mjHD5JB6I/s1600-h/DSC00305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161424311898462850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R6EQELXF2oI/AAAAAAAAADg/e1mjHD5JB6I/s320/DSC00305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please pray for our friend Lyle- yes, the one we went on vacation with last month. He's only 29, yet he's having a pacemaker put in tomorrow! This is not a planned operation; Lyle passed out a couple of times yesterday and went to the emergency room, and found out this today that he needs to have this surgery in the morning. Please lift Lyle, and his wife Melissa, in prayer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4764671603690292805?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4764671603690292805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4764671603690292805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4764671603690292805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4764671603690292805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/01/prayer-request.html' title='Prayer Request'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R6EQELXF2oI/AAAAAAAAADg/e1mjHD5JB6I/s72-c/DSC00305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6054418018846502682</id><published>2008-01-26T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:56.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to Brag</title><content type='html'>In case you didn't know- I have the best husband in the world! He has been working like crazy and is fighting off a nasty cold, and HE cooked ME dinner! I know what some of you are thinking: Shame on you- you should be taking care of him. And I try really hard to be a good wife! In fact, I had taken out the stuff for dinner tonight with every intention for myself to cook a fabulous dinner, but Rob beat me to it, and well, the kitchen in our apartment really isn't big enough for two. He made poached salmon, toasted cous-cous with tomatoes and feta cheese, steamed fresh broccoli, and creme brulee' for dessert. Yes, I said creme brulee'- he got the kit, torch included, for Christmas (I think he really just wanted the torch and it happened to come with tiny dishes and a recipe too!) Needless to say, dinner was DELICIOUS... I'm spoiled, I know it, and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVICE TO THE SINGLE GIRLS: Find a man who loves to cook!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R5vrMLXF2nI/AAAAAAAAADY/ohy_bCB8idQ/s1600-h/1-26-08+Amazing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159976392523635314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R5vrMLXF2nI/AAAAAAAAADY/ohy_bCB8idQ/s320/1-26-08+Amazing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6054418018846502682?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6054418018846502682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6054418018846502682&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6054418018846502682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6054418018846502682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/01/need-to-brag.html' title='Need to Brag'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R5vrMLXF2nI/AAAAAAAAADY/ohy_bCB8idQ/s72-c/1-26-08+Amazing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-674136966131532158</id><published>2008-01-18T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:58:38.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bank accepted our offer, which means...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE GOT THE HOUSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praising God for His faithfulness and provisions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-674136966131532158?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/674136966131532158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=674136966131532158&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/674136966131532158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/674136966131532158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/01/quick-post.html' title='Quick Post'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-3972363252960842320</id><published>2008-01-15T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T19:19:44.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>Two posts in one week... look out!&lt;br /&gt;First- I decided to change the "Wedding Photo" website to a "&lt;a href="http://jessandrobdixon.shutterfly.com/"&gt;Jess &amp;amp; Rob's Photos of Everything&lt;/a&gt;" Website. I don't know how many different albums I can have there, but if there's a limit I guess I'll just rotate the old ones out as new ones get added. All that to say- there are new pictures up!! (if you're interested in seeing our trip to The Big Apple). Bookmark our page!&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to send you a link to my friend Angie's blog, &lt;a href="http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bring &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;the Rain&lt;/a&gt;. It&lt;/span&gt; was created to share the story of her baby, Audrey, who hasn't entered the world yet, and get people praying for their family. It's a sweet dedication from a family I've grown to love (Angie &amp;amp; her family are in our community group from church.) And while I know their story will stir you to pray, I'll caution you that it will also strike your heart- get a tissue before you read. Please share their journey and please pray for them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-3972363252960842320?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/3972363252960842320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=3972363252960842320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3972363252960842320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3972363252960842320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/01/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-3602463466109504982</id><published>2008-01-13T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T12:50:55.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Attempt</title><content type='html'>Well, Rob and I are trying again to become homeowners! We submitted an offer last night, and now we wait. The home is currently owned by a bank, so the offer involves a little more paperwork, and a little more waiting to hear back whether or not it is accepted. This is harder than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;It's a great house! Two stories, three bedrooms, cool kitchen, big yard... I keep wondering why no one else has bought it! It was for sale last summer when we were looking, and I can't believe it hasn't been snatched up before now. My only hope is that God has been saving this one just for us!!&lt;br /&gt;We are now more confident than ever that the "other" house (the one we tried to buy before we got married) was not meant to be ours. We've been reminded over and over that it wasn't God's best for us. In fact, we drove past it a few weeks ago, on the night we first went out exploring and looking for FOR SALE signs... no other houses on the block were finished yet, there were 2 dumpsters and a bulldozer across the street, there were no lights except for the lonely bulb over their garage. It was a little creepy- kind of like a ghost town- and I told Rob, "I'm SO happy that isn't where we live!" We have thanked God often that He kept us from that house.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit- I'm a little nervous. My home-buying experience is limited, but I don't exactly have any good experience to reference. And it doesn't help that I'm not what you would call a patient person. I want so badly to start thinking about where we'll put the furniture, and what color we'll paint the dining room, but I'm afraid to get too excited too soon. It's going to be a long week, waiting to hear back from the bank. Pray for me, that I wouldn't be anxious and distracted as we wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-3602463466109504982?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/3602463466109504982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=3602463466109504982&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3602463466109504982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3602463466109504982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-attempt.html' title='Second Attempt'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5447894014285839968</id><published>2008-01-02T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:31:51.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking out loud</title><content type='html'>First things first- I'm sorry for doubting! I figured no one was listening and I quit rambling... thanks to all who responded to my post last week and let me know you're still out there and interested in what's going on in my corner of the world. It felt good to hear from so many. I knew already that I am loved, but it still felt good to be reminded. Tell someone that you love them today.&lt;br /&gt;If I can get a little introspective and intimate...&lt;br /&gt;I have been reminded over and over this week how wonderfully I am blessed!! All around me, friends are hurting and lives are being shaken. So much has happened this week- and it's only Wednesday... a people that I love are reeling from political turmoil in their country (Kenya)... I spent time praying with a friend who has been grieving the loss of her father... I prayed with another friend who's taking a break from a marriage on the rocks... another friend's marriage ended this weekend, days after she ended the life of a baby inside her... another friend is grieving the loss of an unborn baby she has desperately wanted and prayed for... It has been a heavy week. I've spent a lot of time with God these past few days, much of it crying out for these women that I love. Some are believers, whose faith will be strengthened by their current circumstances; some of their faith has been destroyed, and they need to regain the once solid foundation they once stood on. One has never understood the love of her Creator, and doesn't yet know the salvation and peace He can give her.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what to think or how to feel. As Rob &amp;amp; I were talking earlier about all these situations, I told him that my heart and emotions are confused- heavy and burdened for my friends, but also light with the realization of so many things we have to be thankful for. I'm guilty of complaining about my job and griping about being cramped in a small apartment. At the same time- I'm grateful to have a good job and good insurance that we haven't had to use because we're healthy. We drove past the house we almost bought last week, and were so happy that it's not ours, because the builder still hasn't finished that street, and it's the lone house in the middle of a desolate construction zone.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I am sure of: God is good and He is still in control. When nothing else makes sense, we can be still and know that God is God.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure where I intended to go by sharing all this. Maybe I just needed unload a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago, a friend shared with me that with the coming of every new year she makes of list of things she's thankful for in the past year, rather than resolutions for the coming one. (Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure I shared about this last January.) I think I'll go make my list- it could take a while. I've got a whole lot to be thankful for!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5447894014285839968?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5447894014285839968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5447894014285839968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5447894014285839968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5447894014285839968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2008/01/thinking-out-loud.html' title='Thinking out loud'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5245475312934235200</id><published>2007-12-31T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:41:17.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good thing?</title><content type='html'>I had to work today... I wore a long-sleeved brown t-shirt with my bright pink pants... Walking down the hall, one of my co-workers told me I looked like a big scoop of Neopolitan ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay's a pretty artistic guy... I think he meant it as a compliment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really know what to say... Thanks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5245475312934235200?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5245475312934235200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5245475312934235200&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5245475312934235200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5245475312934235200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/12/good-thing.html' title='Good thing?'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8063298376212656280</id><published>2007-12-30T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:57.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loooooooong Overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have to admit- I had pretty much quit posting here because I didn't think anyone was reading it. (It's hard to be motivated when no one's paying attention). But, I was wrong... Amy and Ron are still reading and want an update!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is good! It's pretty cliche', but SO true! I LOVE being married!!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R3hTcNw3vOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nm54CH3BUEY/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149957918094245090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R3hTcNw3vOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nm54CH3BUEY/s200/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fabulous husband surprised me with a trip to New York for Christmas. I've always wanted to see NYC at Christmas, and it was every bit as magical as I dreamed it would be! We saw all the classic sights, but my favorite was definitely The Lion King on Broadway. WOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Top 5: 1.Minskoff Theater (Lion King), 2.Bobby Flay's Mesa Grill, 3.Rockefellar Center Christmas Tree, 4.Times Square, 5.Tiffany's on 5th Avenue (of course!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time exploring with our good friends Melissa &amp;amp; Lyle... now I just can't wait to go back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first Christmas as husband &amp;amp; wife was just as wonderful! I got a new Bible with my new name on it, and Rob got a remote controlled helicopter- we were both excited! We spent the weekend with my family in New Orleans- the first time we've all been there together since May 2006- and flew back to Nashville on Christmas day and got to see Rob's family that night. I don't think I could have asked for it to be any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As much as I'd love to write a book here and tell you all the fun details of the past few months and our dreams for 2008, I can't- Rob's been out of town all weekend and he just got home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8063298376212656280?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8063298376212656280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8063298376212656280&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8063298376212656280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8063298376212656280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/12/loooooooong-overdue.html' title='Loooooooong Overdue'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/R3hTcNw3vOI/AAAAAAAAADQ/nm54CH3BUEY/s72-c/DSC00270.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8311126858849328933</id><published>2007-12-26T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:28:29.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>big update</title><content type='html'>COMING SOON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8311126858849328933?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8311126858849328933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8311126858849328933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8311126858849328933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8311126858849328933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/12/big-update.html' title='big update'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-461627786762069165</id><published>2007-10-21T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:57.281-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Pictures Online!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jessandrobdixon.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://jessandrobdixon.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RxwnYaGXotI/AAAAAAAAADI/JZoZotf5o8g/s1600-h/_MG_4246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124013776317162194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RxwnYaGXotI/AAAAAAAAADI/JZoZotf5o8g/s320/_MG_4246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-461627786762069165?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/461627786762069165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=461627786762069165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/461627786762069165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/461627786762069165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/10/wedding-pictures-online.html' title='Wedding Pictures Online!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RxwnYaGXotI/AAAAAAAAADI/JZoZotf5o8g/s72-c/_MG_4246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2995101958488428789</id><published>2007-10-07T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T20:02:24.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Month, A Week, &amp; A Day</title><content type='html'>Yep- that's how long Rob and I have been married! Time flies when you're having fun! We moved into an apartment this past Monday, and have spent most of our evenings this past week trying to find places for all our boxes. We finally got everything we're not using right now into the extra bedroom in an arrangement where we can close the door and not think about it every day! My goal is to go through all those boxes over the course of the next six months while we're here... neither of us packed very well (since we thought our stuff would only be in boxes for a couple of weeks) and very few boxes are labeled. Eventually it will all get sifted and sorted, but for tonight, we're just relaxing! Fortunately we've been able to keep a positive outlook- as we sat eating pizza Monday night surrounded by boxes on all sides, Rob joked, "This is what it's supposed to be like when you first get married!" He even told his brothers they could come over and "play fort" around all the boxes!! It was a great feeling, though, to be able to finally cook my first meal for my husband in OUR home! It wasn't that spectacular, but we're home, and THAT is wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have an address. And even better having a spouse to share the struggles with! In spite of all the obstacles we've faced in these first weeks of marriage, it's so great!!!! I wouldn't trade my life for anything. God is still in control, He's providing for all our needs, and we're grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have filed my heart with greater joy than when their grain and new wine abound. I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O Lord, make me dwell in safety.   Psalm 4: 7-8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2995101958488428789?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2995101958488428789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2995101958488428789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2995101958488428789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2995101958488428789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/10/month-week-day.html' title='A Month, A Week, &amp; A Day'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2531781181851088928</id><published>2007-09-29T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T08:10:47.618-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road again...</title><content type='html'>Ok- I mostly want to post this here, and hope that I won't have to tell this story a thousand times. As of about 7:30 last night, Rob and I are officially homeless!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cliff notes version of the story of our house...&lt;br /&gt;We found a house that seemed like it would become our dream home in a neighborhood that we loved back in June (refer back to previous post). The seller's agent assured us that it would be completed by Aug. 17 so that we could move our things in before our wedding on Sept. 1. All paperwork, including the loan, had to processed with my maiden name. A week before our scheduled closing, they called and said the house wouldn't be ready until Aug 31. I freaked out, but we signed the extension and begged them to get it done sooner. Three days before our wedding, the loan officer called and told me we may lose the loan, because my name and marital status were about to change, and we had to be considered as a married couple which would change the structure of our loan. The house still wasn't ready, had to sign another extension. Got married, had a great honeymoon, came back to stay with family for we hoped just a few days. Went back to the mortgage company to revise the paperwork, were asked to lie on the form, we refused; were offered a different loan at a much higher rate, we refused and asked for the disqualification paperwork to be released from the house contract. We filed all the required papers, and the builder denied our request anyway- essentially trying to force us into a loan we didn't like to buy the house we no longer wanted. We had to sign yet ANOTHER extension for the closing date. We consulted a lawyer and decided we didn't want to go to court but would just buy the house and make the best of the situation. After six weeks of waiting and living out of suitcases, every weekend hoping we would move, we finally went to our walk through and inspected the house thoroughly. We gave them our punch list, which the crew worked feverishly on the next day so that we could close at 4:00. Our realtor stopped at the builder's office on the way to the closing and was told "Everything is good to go." Arrived at the closing, where the title company lawyer informed us that based on our punch list, the seller felt like they could never make us happy and they refused to close on the house. I'M NOT KIDDING!!!! After all they drug us and our realtor through, they wanted us to smile and shake hands and walk away friends. It was quite a roller coaster of emotions... not the fun roller coaster that you want to ride over and over, but the old, jerky one that gives you whiplash and makes you nauseous... anger, frustration, hurt, anger. Relief was the feeling that finally settled over us. We can't help but believe that God has protected us from something- either a problem with the house, or a problem with the unethical characters we had to deal with- and we trust that He will provide a better home for us soon. We're anxious to settle in someplace, even if it's just a temporary apartment, and we hope to have that worked out in the next couple of days. We don't fully understand why we had to travel this road, but we're grateful that we reached our destination (even though it's not where we thought we were going!)Praise God from whom all blessings flow, and if you ever hear someone talking about buying a house from Prestige homes, tell them to run far away!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2531781181851088928?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2531781181851088928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2531781181851088928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2531781181851088928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2531781181851088928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8068482021336084035</id><published>2007-09-25T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:57.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick word from Mrs. Dixon...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know, I know- inquiring minds want to know!! Married life is INCREDIBLE!! I LOVE IT!!!! I'm sure that I have the best husband ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're still living like nomads (ie: homeless!) The house of our dreams that we put a contract on back in June is still not ready, and has really become sort of a nightmare. Maybe one day soon I'll be able to post the whole story here, but not yet. At this point, I'm hoping we can move in before Thanksgiving, but for the record, I'd walk away without looking back if we had the opportunity. Pray for us to have a right mindset as we deal with some pretty shrewd characters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that exception, I'm loving my life right now!! I told Rob this morning that 6-6:30am is quickly becoming my favorite time of day... The alarm first goes off at 6, and then we snooze for a little while until I absolutely have to get in the shower. When that buzzer first wakes me, I'm reminded that he's there with me, and I usually snuggle up in the crook of his shoulder. We don't say anything, it's just laying there with him that makes me happy. I'm safe, and comfortable, and loved. God is so good to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rvm5QKGXosI/AAAAAAAAADA/l-Kr7lxrXrg/s1600-h/_MG_4158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114322539096023746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rvm5QKGXosI/AAAAAAAAADA/l-Kr7lxrXrg/s320/_MG_4158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8068482021336084035?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8068482021336084035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8068482021336084035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8068482021336084035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8068482021336084035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/09/quick-word-from-mrs-dixon.html' title='A Quick word from Mrs. Dixon...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rvm5QKGXosI/AAAAAAAAADA/l-Kr7lxrXrg/s72-c/_MG_4158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5037720911117341543</id><published>2007-09-01T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T04:30:47.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>It's 6:30am on September 1, 2007... I can't sleep. I'm getting married in a few hours! The rehearsal was a lot of fun, the rehearsal dinner was even better, and now all I have left to do is wait. Why in the world did we schedule this wedding at 3:00?!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to marry the most incredible man I know. He is compassionate, funny, hard-working, loving, generous, kind, and best of all- he loves me! I cannot wait to be his wife!&lt;br /&gt;If you read this today, please pray for me- patience is not a virtue of mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Dolly Parton, and one of my current favorite songs, "He knows a lot about love &amp;amp; stuff, AND HE'S GONNA MARRY ME!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5037720911117341543?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5037720911117341543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5037720911117341543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5037720911117341543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5037720911117341543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/09/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7402072951826076422</id><published>2007-08-05T17:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:03:51.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking In</title><content type='html'>So, things have gotten a little busy and I'm not updating the blog as much as I intended. Sorry! 27 days left, and almost as many things to do before Sept 1!! Truly, though, the things left really feel like minor details, and Rob &amp; I will get married with or without them.&lt;br /&gt;The house is coming along; we've had to toss our "let's only go by once a week" rule now that the progress is advancing almost daily. It looks like all the "construction" part is about done, and it's just the finishing left. I say that, and then remember that they've still got to pour the driveway, so I guess that's construction. We're getting close anyway!&lt;br /&gt;Please keep us in your prayers, asking God that we won't get stressed or side-tracked during these last three weeks of our engagement. Not that we're at that point now- I just don't want to go there at all! Pray for Rob- he had to move out of his apartment last week, and is now living out of a suitcase until the house is ready, and that's already old. For me- pray that I'll be productive with my time, and patient as I wait. God has gifted us with a deep love for one another that we are extremely thankful to have; pray that our love will continue to grow every day. (Our pastor has teased us that we're going to have to make up a fight before our next counseling session- we're too easy!)&lt;br /&gt;Have I said lately that I'm the luckiest girl in the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7402072951826076422?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7402072951826076422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7402072951826076422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7402072951826076422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7402072951826076422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/08/checking-in.html' title='Checking In'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-1272246710815956463</id><published>2007-07-27T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Engagement pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jctUZnI/AAAAAAAAACw/NqzJKu990kE/s1600-h/20070703_040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092015978604422770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jctUZnI/AAAAAAAAACw/NqzJKu990kE/s320/20070703_040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's taken me a while to get these posted!!! There were so many good ones that I was trying to figure out how to get a whole album on here... I never did! So here are some of our favorites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5istUZjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Wv85-WsnJ8/s1600-h/20070703_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092015965719520818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5istUZjI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5Wv85-WsnJ8/s320/20070703_002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5i8tUZkI/AAAAAAAAACY/ybyxK6mc_9Q/s1600-h/20070703_018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092015970014488130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5i8tUZkI/AAAAAAAAACY/ybyxK6mc_9Q/s320/20070703_018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jMtUZlI/AAAAAAAAACg/ih24IAlvT3I/s1600-h/20070703_032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092015974309455442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jMtUZlI/AAAAAAAAACg/ih24IAlvT3I/s320/20070703_032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jMtUZmI/AAAAAAAAACo/uk3lRp3zfXg/s1600-h/20070703_036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092015974309455458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jMtUZmI/AAAAAAAAACo/uk3lRp3zfXg/s320/20070703_036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5_MtUZoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/bZADdDdkTpM/s1600-h/20070703_052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092016455345792642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5_MtUZoI/AAAAAAAAAC4/bZADdDdkTpM/s320/20070703_052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our wedding plans are all being finalized... 36 days to go! I can't wait!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-1272246710815956463?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/1272246710815956463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=1272246710815956463&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1272246710815956463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1272246710815956463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/07/engagement-pics.html' title='Engagement pics'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rqp5jctUZnI/AAAAAAAAACw/NqzJKu990kE/s72-c/20070703_040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-4705379236971505543</id><published>2007-07-06T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:41:07.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week...</title><content type='html'>The days are flying by lately, and taking forever all at the same time! The wedding countdown is on- 56 to go!! This week was a pretty good one- I'm definitely in favor of having every Wednesday off.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday evening Rob &amp; I went to Centennial Park to have some engagement pictures taken. We were excited to have found an aspiring photographer's ad on &lt;a href="http://www.craigslist.org"&gt;Craig's List&lt;/a&gt; stating that he was looking for people who were willing to let him use their photos in his portfolio in exchange for free pictures. He did a great job, and I think we'll have some really good pictures to show in a few weeks! And they were free! (If you're not familiar with Craig's List- let me know, I'd be happy to introduce you)&lt;br /&gt;Then on Thursday, Rob called me at work to tell me that he found a lawnmower (again, thanks Craig) that he wanted to go check out. It was the same kind of mower that's used to cut golf courses, and someone was selling a used one. When we went to meet the owner, it came up that he &amp; his family were selling off all their stuff because they're about to move to India as international missionaries! Of course, I told him that Rob &amp; I had met overseas, and his wife came out and we had a really neat visit sharing some of our experiences with them. It's such a small world- I love how God brought that chance meeting together with a used lawnmower!&lt;br /&gt;Funniest moment of the week... Monday evening, my friend Rachel and I were going somewhere when we passed two guys pan-handling on the side of the road. Their sign read: &lt;em&gt;Family killed by ninjas. Need money for kung fu lessons to seek revenge.&lt;/em&gt; We didn't give them money, but they get big points for creativity!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-4705379236971505543?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/4705379236971505543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=4705379236971505543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4705379236971505543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/4705379236971505543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-week.html' title='This Week...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-3319521799865072263</id><published>2007-06-25T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:59.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, apparently I haven't been giving enough details here, so I'll try to do better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rob &amp; I are getting married at 3:00 on Saturday, Sept 1, at Grace Community Church in Nashville (where we're members). Grace is special to us because we were first introduced to the church back in 2002 when they sent their pastor and a team of volunteers to Croatia to minister to the missionaries of Central &amp;amp; Eastern Europe. We both loved the church then, and were excited to participate in this body when Rob relocated back to Nashville last fall. We're each having two attendants- his two brothers and my two sisters, and both of our mentors will take part in officiating the ceremony. My dress is-- yeah right! Like I'd give THAT much detail here!! Oh yeah- colors are black &amp; white, with purple flowers. As much as I love pink, purple has been my favorite as long as I can remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RoCE6rVitpI/AAAAAAAAACA/-naXuLPpKF0/s1600-h/Happy+homeowners.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080206523274278546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RoCE6rVitpI/AAAAAAAAACA/-naXuLPpKF0/s320/Happy+homeowners.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for the house, we're WAY excited! On Saturday, we got to choose most of the details of our new home... bricks &amp; vinyl, flooring, cabinets, countertops, lighting- the works! It was so fun!! And contrary to what everyone told us- it was a fairly painless, fun afternoon! We laid out all the carpet samples- he tossed one out, I tossed one, him, me, until we got it down to three, and then we easily agreed on the middle shade that was left. I'm so happy that we get along so well and have such similar tastes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We're back to doing the distance thing again this week. Rob left today for the Servpro national convention in Palm Springs. I miss him already, so I guess it's good that we already know how to handle being apart! Friday seems so far away right now!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My goal for the week while he's away: respond to all the emails I've been neglecting this past month. Being engaged is so busy and so much fun that I've become an even worse emailer than I already was! I promise, I'll catch up- please don't give up on me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080206789562250914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RoCFKLVitqI/AAAAAAAAACI/j3_0c6jpxDM/s320/Welcome.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Come visit soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-3319521799865072263?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/3319521799865072263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=3319521799865072263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3319521799865072263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3319521799865072263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/06/details.html' title='Details'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RoCE6rVitpI/AAAAAAAAACA/-naXuLPpKF0/s72-c/Happy+homeowners.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7901544416127747144</id><published>2007-06-21T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:44:39.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day</title><content type='html'>What a Thursday! Rob &amp; I booked flights for our honeymoon in Savannah, GA, and chose a hotel. When Rob called to make those reservations, the price the woman gave him was about $30 more per night than what he found on the internet, so she hooked us up with a good deal! We're excited about going to a new city that neither of us has ever been to. Now we've just got to figure out what we're going to do there!&lt;br /&gt;AND, our other big news of the day---- we put a contract on a house!! It's started, but currently is just a "slab and studs". The cool thing about that is we'll get to pick everything- from the bricks to the countertops! It's a very exciting, very overwhelming, time for me (Rob is as laid-back and cool as ever!) We're praying, though, that God will take care of every detail  so that we can easily transition into a new home and new life together. I can't believe how smoothly things have worked out to this point... isn't HE good?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7901544416127747144?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7901544416127747144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7901544416127747144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7901544416127747144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7901544416127747144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-day.html' title='Big Day'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2877417159110916177</id><published>2007-06-17T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:37:45.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Stuff</title><content type='html'>We're making progress! We now have a florist, photographer, dj, dress, tuxes, and a wedding website! Check out &lt;a href="http://jessandrob.ourweddingday.com/"&gt;Rob &amp;amp; Jess&lt;/a&gt; and leave us a message!&lt;br /&gt;Also- we don't know what song we want to dance to yet. We're open to votes or suggestions from friends! Only 76 days to go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2877417159110916177?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2877417159110916177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2877417159110916177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2877417159110916177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2877417159110916177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/06/wedding-stuff.html' title='Wedding Stuff'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-3299220511655474071</id><published>2007-06-06T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T17:14:53.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still smiling</title><content type='html'>The wedding plans are all falling into place, and I'm still giddy! Probably once a day I look at Rob and say, "Hey! Guess what? WE'RE GETTING MARRIED!" I don't know if I've ever been this happy!&lt;br /&gt;We've had a productive first few weeks of engagement. We've already booked the church and reception hall, which is a big relief... everything else feels like minor details. My mom asked the other day what my priority is- food? cake? photographer? I answered "the marriage license!" As long as we get that, I'm sure it won't matter what we eat or what songs we dance to!&lt;br /&gt;We also went to &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/browse.html/ref=nav_registries/602-7684311-6535020?ie=UTF8&amp;node=306498011"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.bedbathandbeyond.com/regHome.asp?order_num=-1"&gt;Bed, Bath, and Beyond&lt;/a&gt; and registered. I've heard other people say that registering was a stressful process, but we had a lot of fun! And we're open to "registry audits" if you look at it and think there's something else we should add!&lt;br /&gt;An added bonus... I put together a mini-photo album on Facebook, which I think you can access by clicking this link: &lt;a href="http://swbts.facebook.com/album.php?aid=1218&amp;amp;l=37095&amp;id=299800024"&gt;Jess &amp;amp; Rob&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-3299220511655474071?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/3299220511655474071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=3299220511655474071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3299220511655474071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/3299220511655474071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/06/still-smiling.html' title='Still smiling'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5888879236383958906</id><published>2007-05-31T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:01:59.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Happy... Joy, Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rl8tMewpABI/AAAAAAAAAB4/doWcSrl7xU8/s1600-h/YES.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070821397881225234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rl8tMewpABI/AAAAAAAAAB4/doWcSrl7xU8/s320/YES.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I can't really beat around the bush--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ROB AND I ARE ENGAGED!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week when I wrote that we were going to New Orleans for the weekend, he was already scheming to make sure that I would never forget it. Before we ever left, my mom told me that she &amp; my dad had a wedding to go to in the French Quarter on Saturday, and she suggested that Rob &amp;amp; I go down there too, and spend the afternoon walking around while they were at the wedding. It sounded like a fun plan to me, and that's just what we did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Cafe du Monde and had beignets and coffee, strolled through the French Market, browsed through a few shops and galleries, and walked up &amp; down the streets all around the Quarter- it was a georgeous day to be out and about! We decided to go down to the Riverwalk, since I hadn't been there in years. After a little while there, Rob was ready to leave (he'd just scoped out the perfect place and was ready to ask the big question). We walked back towards Spanish Plaza, and I suggested that we get someone to take our picture in front of the big fountain there, which he readily agreed too. After our quick photo-op, Rob took my hand and led me a few steps away, out of earshot of the kids who'd just taken the picture. He turned me towards him and said a few really sweet things (that I'll keep to myself). Honestly, I just thought he was in a good mood- it didn't occur to me that he was about to drop to one knee and ask me to marry him, and that's exactly what happened! I was laughing and crying all at the same time, and I think I asked him "What are you doing?!" and as I bent down to hug him and say YES, a woman standing nearby realized what was happening and she started screaming. As we stood up, still hugging each other, everyone around cheered and clapped for us. It was so much fun!!! (The first picture is right after I said Yes!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met back up with my mom and dad shortly after that, and celebrated over dinner (they both knew Saturday morning that we would have cause to celebrate that night!)I don't think my feet have touched the ground since...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny side note- Rob had a moment of panic in the Nashville airport when he was stopped at security to have his backpack searched. He'd had enough fore-thought to write "Engagement Ring!" on one of his business cards in his pocket, and he was able to secretly show that to the TSA agent before they started pulling everything out of his bag- including my ring! Even so, he said he was racking his brain for the right words, just in case he had to propose right there on the spot in the security line. It still would have made for a great story, but I'm glad he was able to wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've said before that I think I'm the luckiest girl in the world- now I KNOW that I am!!! I've got the love of an incredible man, a beautiful ring on my hand, and 92 days to wait all my dreams come true! It's going to be an unforgettable summer!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rl8s4ewpAAI/AAAAAAAAABw/at6iD1eSSL8/s1600-h/Jess+%26+Rob+in+NO.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070821054283841538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rl8s4ewpAAI/AAAAAAAAABw/at6iD1eSSL8/s320/Jess+%26+Rob+in+NO.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5888879236383958906?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5888879236383958906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5888879236383958906&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5888879236383958906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5888879236383958906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-happy-joy-joy.html' title='Happy, Happy... Joy, Joy'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/Rl8tMewpABI/AAAAAAAAAB4/doWcSrl7xU8/s72-c/YES.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-2859018546551356325</id><published>2007-05-22T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:02:00.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RlOA-Owo_-I/AAAAAAAAABg/qjwEQiG8w4Q/s1600-h/love+pie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067535812324294626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RlOA-Owo_-I/AAAAAAAAABg/qjwEQiG8w4Q/s200/love+pie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;I meant to tell you sooner-- one of our last big events at the BCM was a Pie Auction. It wasn't what you expect though... the winner of each auction item had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RlOA9-wo_9I/AAAAAAAAABY/CyHO9oWYIDQ/s1600-h/Pie+auction.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067535808029327314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RlOA9-wo_9I/AAAAAAAAABY/CyHO9oWYIDQ/s200/Pie+auction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;the option to take their pie home to enjoy, OR smash the pie into the face of whoever brought it!! All of our leaders and staff participated, and we raised over $2000! Yes, even I got a face full of coconut cream pie, but I'm pretty proud that I brought in the biggest purse at $270! I got to smash one too- you should try it sometime. It's so much fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#000000;"&gt;God has given me a unique ministry opportunity here in Nashville. I was praying about where He wanted me to serve Him, and I heard about Kajal. She's about 4 1/2 years old, from India, and blind; she was brought to Nashville about six weeks ago for surgery to hopefully restore her sight. What an amazing girl! I've started spending one night each week with her and her prospective adoptive family, just offering an extra pair of adult hands to her busy mom. There's so much I want to tell you about Kajal... she loves to sing and swing, and LOVES dancing (spinning around and clapping!), and she's SO much fun to be around! Last night, she did the coolest thing... as soon as I got to their house, "Auntie Jess- color", so I found a coloring book and some markers. Kajal took the marker and carefully ran the tip along the edge of her hand on the paper. "Oh great- what a mess," I thought, "is it really a good idea for a blind girl to be playing with markers?" Then Kajal picked up another marker without a cap, which of course made no mark on the paper. She turned to me and said, "It's dry!" I was amazed- how did she know that?!? Then I realized that she was using her left hand to feel the dampness of the ink on the paper as she colored. Wow- what a smart girl!!! Please pray for Kajal- for her eyes to see again. Jesus used mud and spit to restore a blind man's sight- surely he can use today's medical advances to do it again! Also pray for her adoptive mom- Karthi, dad- Blair, brother- Elijah, and sister- Davey Joy- they're going through some big transitions lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tennessean.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20070513/FEATURES01/705130390"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Read an article about Kajal from The Tennessean last Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm going back to New Orleans this weekend... I can't wait to see my family, meet my friend Shannon's twins Chloe Rose and David Michael (born last week), and eat some crawfish! I can't wait!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RlOA9-wo_9I/AAAAAAAAABY/CyHO9oWYIDQ/s1600-h/Pie+auction.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-2859018546551356325?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/2859018546551356325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=2859018546551356325&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2859018546551356325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/2859018546551356325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/05/fun-stuff.html' title='Fun Stuff'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RlOA-Owo_-I/AAAAAAAAABg/qjwEQiG8w4Q/s72-c/love+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8504486517025165155</id><published>2007-05-08T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T21:34:01.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go into all nations...</title><content type='html'>I got to see God do some pretty incredible things this past year at UAB, one of the greatest being the development of a heart for the nations among the students in that ministry. The BCM has sent out summer missionaries in the past, but this summer we're sending students out to six of the seven continents!! (Apparently, the need for workers in Antarctica isn't that great!) This is a really big deal for us- ten percent of our students will be serving God through missions for all or part of their summer!&lt;br /&gt;Their journeys begin today- two of our guys are on their way to India as I write this. I'm excited for these students, to see their passion for the Lord, and I can't wait to hear all their stories as they return and learn how God used them and what He's teaching them.&lt;br /&gt;Pray for Amanda, Andrew, Casey, Daniel, Dusti, Josie, Laura Beth, Lindsay, Sybil, Teresa, Tori, and Will. They will be serving in Australia, China, Germany, India, Peru, Serbia, Swaziland and the US. (all in alphabetical order- can't mention who's going where- God knows though) Declare HIM fearlessly, my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8504486517025165155?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8504486517025165155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8504486517025165155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8504486517025165155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8504486517025165155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/05/go-into-all-nations.html' title='Go into all nations...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8021185400305115475</id><published>2007-05-06T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:06:08.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs mastercard??</title><content type='html'>U-haul trailer: $134&lt;br /&gt;3 tanks of gas: $120&lt;br /&gt;Dinner for the moving crew: $28&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodbye to Rob on Sunday night, and knowing I'll see him again tomorrow: priceless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8021185400305115475?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8021185400305115475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8021185400305115475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8021185400305115475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8021185400305115475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-needs-mastercard.html' title='Who needs mastercard??'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-5030676654840641128</id><published>2007-05-01T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:03:48.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Month, New Job, New Home</title><content type='html'>Happy May Day!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a full day for me- I started my new job AND got the keys and began moving into my new apartment!&lt;br /&gt;My last week in Birmingham was incredible. God confirmed for me again that Birmingham was exactly where I was supposed to be this past year, and I'm so grateful for the time I had there. I was blessed to serve a fantastic group of students alongside three wonderful co-laborers. On my last night at the BCM, I was given a scrapbook full of letters... those letters don't represent anything that I did, but the work of Christ in the lives of students at UAB. My heart was touched, though, that they thought to share with me how God changed them over the past 12 months (and I cried like a baby as I read them!) Wow- thank you, Lord, for letting me be a small part of Your work at the University of Alabama- Birmingham.&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I'm liking my new job (at least, I think so after one day!) I'm training to be a project manager with a company that sells &amp;amp; distributes doors to commercial builders. I'm working in the national accounts department, which means that I'll be working with general contractors building new stores for Kroger, Office Depot, Hobby Lobby, and Petco- just to name a few. It's a TON of stuff to learn, and it will definitely be a challenge, but I'm excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget- here's my new address... write it in your address books in pencil, though! It's only temporary, for the summer. Hopefully I'll have a more permanent address to share with you in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(email me if you want it! I'm not dumb enough to post it here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The best part of my new apartment- besides the dishwasher and pool- is its proximity to Rob. We've now gone from living 200 miles apart to just 2 minutes apart!! (I'm just kidding- I'll take him over a dishwasher any day!!)&lt;br /&gt;I also wanted to let you know that you can now "subscribe" to my blog! When you enter your email address, you'll receive automatic email updates whenever I write a new update. The emails aren't instant, but you'll get the text of my blog straight to your inbox without having to check back to my homepage. When you subscribe, you'll have to enter a "code" of random letters, and then you'll get an email from the "Feedburner" service that you must reply to in order to confirm your subscription. Maybe this will help prompt me to update my blog more often!! So sign up!&lt;br /&gt;God is abundantly good...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-5030676654840641128?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/5030676654840641128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=5030676654840641128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5030676654840641128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/5030676654840641128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/05/new-month-new-job-new-home.html' title='New Month, New Job, New Home'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6080469469252230695</id><published>2007-04-24T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T06:28:43.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test post, take 2</title><content type='html'>Is anyone getting email about new posts? I got nothing!! I'm beginning to wonder if I set this up wrong... Just trying again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6080469469252230695?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6080469469252230695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6080469469252230695&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6080469469252230695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6080469469252230695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/04/test-post-take-2.html' title='Test post, take 2'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7547572345861100257</id><published>2007-04-23T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:26:59.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test post</title><content type='html'>It just occurred to me that I could subscribe myself to see what happens when people are "subscribed" to the blog... what kind of email do they send you? How long does it take? Etc, etc. So, for you four other subscribers- don't surprised if this post is here and then it's gone- i'll probably delete after my test run. Thanks for being my guinea pigs, though, and taking a risk on something new!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7547572345861100257?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7547572345861100257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7547572345861100257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7547572345861100257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7547572345861100257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/04/test-post.html' title='Test post'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7077645611907099844</id><published>2007-04-23T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T18:28:56.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gainfully employed!</title><content type='html'>I got the job!!! Interviewed last Monday, got the offer on Friday, and accepted it today to make it official- I'll be the newest National Accounts team member at the &lt;a href="http://www.girtman.com/"&gt;Girtman Group, Inc.&lt;/a&gt; in Nashville. If you check out their website, you might notice that it's all about doors... yes, I'm venturing over to the foreign (to me) world of commercial construction. Don't laugh- I'm not kidding! I'm really excited about the new challenges that will come with this position, not to mention the opportunities to learn a TON of new things! Don't worry, I won't be building or installing, or even selling doors. I'll be working with the general contractors to find out what they need, when they need it, make sure everything is where it's suppossed to be on time, etc. in a project manager role. I really am looking forward to jumping into something new.&lt;br /&gt;And please don't see this as a walk away from ministry either. There were no full-time positions available with any of the Nashville Baptist Campus Ministries, so I eagerly looked for a job that would put me into contact with real-world lost people on a daily basis. I'm also excited about the chance to fully dive into serving my church- something that is difficult when your job is a full-time ministry. I think this is going to be a good change for me.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how quickly my time in Birmingham is coming to a close. The semester here ends Wednesday, and my new job begins on May 1...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7077645611907099844?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7077645611907099844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7077645611907099844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7077645611907099844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7077645611907099844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/04/gainfully-employed.html' title='Gainfully employed!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-1378400355268335233</id><published>2007-04-11T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T19:59:28.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subscribe!</title><content type='html'>This is definitely still a work in progress, but I think (hope!) you can now get email updates every time I update the blog (this one- the page you're reading). If you enter your email address on the right, you will be added to a list that automatically receives an email when I put up a new post. Once I'm sure, or at least a little sure, that it's working, I'll send out a mass email. But, if you're one of the faithful few who still check this page every now and then to see if I've updated yet, you can be one of the lucky ones to sign up first and help me test this new feature!&lt;br /&gt;Aside from spending a little too much time on the computer today, life is hectic but good! I went ahead and had my cable cut off last week in an attempt to save a little money and make myself more productive. So far I think it's working! There's a lot to do as the semester quickly races to the finish line... I wouldn't change a thing though. I'm trying to enjoy every minute I can with my students before they all head off for the summer and I pack up and move again. I love this journey!&lt;br /&gt;PS- If anyone reads this before April 16, please pray for me as I interview for a job in Nashville Monday morning (8:30 cst)! I know that God has a plan already arranged for me, which may or may not include this position, but I'm still really nervous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-1378400355268335233?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/1378400355268335233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=1378400355268335233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1378400355268335233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/1378400355268335233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/04/subscribe.html' title='Subscribe!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7378557206778573353</id><published>2007-03-30T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T07:36:01.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Love, and Loving Spring!</title><content type='html'>I still think summer is probably my favorite season, but so far this has been an AWESOME spring!! The weather has been absolutely amazing, Birmingham is beautiful with flowers everywhere, and I'm just really happy!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you were able to keep up with me and my team during our trip to Thailand a few weeks ago. We left our sweatshirts behind and headed into the 85+ degrees of Pattaya, Thailand (and I LOVED it!) It was an amazing trip!!! You can check out our team blog (link below) if you haven't already and read about all that God did while we were there.&lt;br /&gt;After I got back, Spring fever was running high! I've been doing a lot of my one-on-one meetings with the girls at UAB on the local walking trail or in the park. I think this week I might move to the botanical gardens! Last Saturday, Rob and I bought kites and took his dog, Buster, to a huge park in Nashville. It was almost a too perfect day-- sunny and warm, with a gentle enough breeze to keep things from being too hot, and just enough to tease you into thinking you might be able to fly a kite! It wasn't exactly optimal kite-flying conditions, but we sure had lots of fun trying!&lt;br /&gt;I've actually been spending a lot of time in Nashville this year, and am planning to move there in May after the school year ends. I love UAB, and I'm going to miss "my girls" there a ton, but as my supervisor says, "Love is pulling me away"! Rob and I have been dating for nearly a year, and we're ready to finally live in the same state! I found an apartment and am currently looking for a job. (Please pray for success in that!) I'm really excited about this transition and can't wait to see what all God has in store for me, and for us together. I'm a lucky girl!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough computer time! I've got the day off, and there's no way I'm going to stay inside and miss out on the sunshine! I think I'll go for a walk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7378557206778573353?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7378557206778573353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7378557206778573353&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7378557206778573353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7378557206778573353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-love-and-loving-spring.html' title='In Love, and Loving Spring!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-9012454111375935133</id><published>2007-03-05T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:13:09.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I cannot believe I'm leaving in less than 5 days for Thailand! I'm SO not ready, and I've got a ton to do before we go!! Please be in prayer for Tiffany, Sybil, Doug, Craig, and me this week as we prepare.&lt;br /&gt;Check out our team blog! We hope to update it daily while we're gone March 10-18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uabthaiteam.blogspot.com"&gt;UAB Thai Team 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-9012454111375935133?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/9012454111375935133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=9012454111375935133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/9012454111375935133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/9012454111375935133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/03/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8472950728106857017</id><published>2007-03-05T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T16:09:18.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas or Bust!</title><content type='html'>Nashvegas, that is!! I came one step closer to becoming a Nashvillian this weekend... I went to a show at the &lt;a href="http://www.opry.com"&gt;Grand Ole Opry&lt;/a&gt;! It was so much fun! Rob and I were online Saturday evening looking for something cool to do that night, and when he saw that Allison Krauss was playing at the Opry that night, he was sold. We also got to see John Waite, Jimmy Dickens, Porter Wagoner, Ricky Skaggs, and a surprise performance by Vince Gill. There was also a new band, Blue County, that we both really liked. Our night was topped off by some SkeeBall, basketball, and motorcycle racing at Dave &amp;amp; Busters! 10 points for Rob for a fun Saturday night Date Night!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning a lot about Nashville, and I'm starting to be able to get around a little easier by myself. I need to share something that frustrates me though... there's a street through downtown Nashville- Demonbreun. I've passed the sign on the interstate several times now, and I always thought it would be pronounced "DEE-mon-BREW-in". Rob got a good laugh at that, and enjoyed correcting me that proper Nashville pronunciation is "dee-MUM-bree-in". MUM?!? That doesn't make sense, and I'm the one who got laughed at! I guess I probably can't say much, since my hometown has Tchopitoulas Avenue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8472950728106857017?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8472950728106857017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8472950728106857017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8472950728106857017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8472950728106857017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/03/vegas-or-bust.html' title='Vegas or Bust!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-425219306865643713</id><published>2007-02-04T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:02:00.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Job Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RcakNR2JIBI/AAAAAAAAABE/PlTua6ozhG4/s1600-h/whole+group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027886582041485330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RcakNR2JIBI/AAAAAAAAABE/PlTua6ozhG4/s320/whole+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, I have it (the best job ever, that is). I love working with the girls at the BCM- they're so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to a state-wide girls retreat this weekend... what a trip! Good music, good teaching, good times, good memories! They are a picture-taking group of girls, that's for sure. They must have spent an hour Friday night posing all over the cabin taking silly pictures and funny pictures and serious pictures... I just laughed with them! Friday night they watched "Pride &amp; Prejudice", and even though I didn't go (I was hanging out in our cabin with my girls), I applaud the retreat planners for choosing the best girly movie of the decade! Saturday's activity time included a mini-spa, ride on the zip line, and a nap for me. It was a great retreat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027886423127695362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RcakEB2JIAI/AAAAAAAAAA8/1Auu1EUYm5M/s320/hangin%27+on+the+zip+line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-425219306865643713?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/425219306865643713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=425219306865643713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/425219306865643713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/425219306865643713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-job-ever.html' title='The Best Job Ever'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RcakNR2JIBI/AAAAAAAAABE/PlTua6ozhG4/s72-c/whole+group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8507422688989848982</id><published>2007-01-15T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T20:30:12.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding to my resume'...</title><content type='html'>I've got a few new skills to list- soot/smoke removal and demolition specialist! I got to work with Rob this weekend on a couple of different jobs, and see just how intense ServPro really is!! Instead of a Friday night date, we worked together in the bathroom of a house that caught fire. Rob cut out the drywall while I ripped up the floor. He was hesitant to let me in the house at all- I had to remind him not to think of me as a delicate flower but as a tough crew member, ready to work! It was actually a little fun and somewhat therapeutic. In that house, I also helped tear down the living room walls and pulled out insulation. Saturday and Sunday I assisted on some moisture checks of a flooded house, moved about 70 boxes of stuff that was pulled from a smoked out storage unit, and helped clean some of the smokey items.&lt;br /&gt;It was good for me to see what all Rob does on a daily basis. I learned that ServPro is about a lot more than extracting water and cleaning carpets. Now knowing what kinds of things he encounters and deals with, I'll probably worry about him a lot more, but it's also got me praying for him even more too. It wasn't exactly what I would call a relaxing, restful weekend. I got to spend time with Rob, though, and that's always good! (We did go on a date Saturday night... dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.theacornrestaurant.com/"&gt;The Acorn&lt;/a&gt; in Nashville's West End-- wow!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Though it may be a short week, I'll be busy in a crazy way... It's ok. I love my students at UAB, so I don't mind the chaos too much! Happy Monday everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8507422688989848982?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8507422688989848982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8507422688989848982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8507422688989848982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8507422688989848982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/01/adding-to-my-resume.html' title='Adding to my resume&apos;...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-6485975730955526575</id><published>2007-01-03T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:38:42.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007!!!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to another new year! I can't believe it's already 2007... ten years since I graduated high school (yikes!) Man, I feel old! The holidays were great, but I'm actually a little happy that they're over and life is moving on now... on with the show!&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, a friend shared with me her New Years tradtion- rather than make a list of resolutions, she makes a list of things she's thankful for. I've done lists of 100, but for the sake of time &amp; space, I think I'll just do 27, to celebrate 2007... What things from 2006 are you thankful for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Robert Moore Dixon- the best thing that happened to me in 2006&lt;br /&gt;2. My family- they've put up with me for 27 years&lt;br /&gt;3. Good health- my body isn't perfect, but I'm alive and thankful to be walking around&lt;br /&gt;4. Jesus- no explanation needed&lt;br /&gt;5. My ministry at UAB- I love my job!&lt;br /&gt;6. My girls at UAB&lt;br /&gt;7. My job at Starbucks- health insurance is valuable&lt;br /&gt;8. Mexican food&lt;br /&gt;9. I didn't have to go to school in 2006- and I'll always have two degrees&lt;br /&gt;10. A nice, safe apartment to live in&lt;br /&gt;11. Omar, my reliable car&lt;br /&gt;12. Courtney and Shannon- my friends who've stayed close since college&lt;br /&gt;13. Julie, Lorie, Tracy, Margo, and Amy- my friends who've stayed close since Prague&lt;br /&gt;14. Carrie, Kari, Megan, Erin, and all the girls I'm blessed to call my friends&lt;br /&gt;15. Technology- cell phones &amp;amp; email that allow me to stay in touch with my friends&lt;br /&gt;16. Sunshine in December- or any day for that matter!&lt;br /&gt;17. Flip flops&lt;br /&gt;18. Freedom to read my Bible and tell people about it, whenever and wherever I want&lt;br /&gt;19. Music- singing in my car makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;20. New friends I've added to my life in the past year&lt;br /&gt;21. Clearwater Community Church (Birmingham) and Grace Community Church (Nashville)&lt;br /&gt;22. LSU- my alma mater, my launch pad, and my favorite football team&lt;br /&gt;23. Pink- anything and everything&lt;br /&gt;24. Photographs of friends &amp;amp; family whose memories make me smile&lt;br /&gt;25. Blankets&lt;br /&gt;26. Hope of good things to come in 2007&lt;br /&gt;27. Promise of better things beyond this lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*This list was completely spontaneous, and not necessarily in any particular order)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-6485975730955526575?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/6485975730955526575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=6485975730955526575&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6485975730955526575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/6485975730955526575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html' title='Happy 2007!!!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-8239354558335449224</id><published>2006-12-19T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:02:01.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes wishes come true!</title><content type='html'>Well, the verdict is in... I get to start "weaning" myself of the boot and replace it with a NEW New Balance running shoe a couple of hours each day, building up to being boot-free by next week! Two shoes for Christmas... Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things on my Christmas list...&lt;br /&gt;1. a white Christmas&lt;br /&gt;2. world peace&lt;br /&gt;3. Jesus Christ, the whole point of Christmas, to be known by all peoples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Isaiah 9:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RYihI0LoAMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Uuq-1xsBqjY/s1600-h/Gaylord+Opryland+Hotel+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010431758268104898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RYihI0LoAMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Uuq-1xsBqjY/s320/Gaylord+Opryland+Hotel+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-8239354558335449224?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/8239354558335449224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=8239354558335449224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8239354558335449224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/8239354558335449224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/12/sometimes-wishes-come-true.html' title='Sometimes wishes come true!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RYihI0LoAMI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Uuq-1xsBqjY/s72-c/Gaylord+Opryland+Hotel+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-7723635240788454603</id><published>2006-12-05T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:02:01.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke down</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was "one of those days"... First, I found out my foot was broken, and then my car's brakes! I was on the verge of tears more than once- not a great Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I told you a few weeks ago about running the Race for the Cure. I didn't feel like it was important to tell you at the time that my foot was killing me the whole time. I've been having issues with my right foot for a while, but I haven't exactly been dilligent about following up with doctors, so I've just been dealing with it. After the race, I decided to try another doc and get to the bottom of the problem. It turns out I have a stress fracture in my fourth metatarsal. They shot my foot full of cortisone told me I'd get to wear a lovely black boot for 5-8 weeks. Fun times!! It's more of an inconvenience than pain. Dear Santa, All I want for Christmas is my right shoe back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RXX1iHPYgEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sT-EwE8BUFk/s1600-h/Pretty+pedi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005176527300100162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RXX1iHPYgEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sT-EwE8BUFk/s200/Pretty+pedi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-7723635240788454603?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/7723635240788454603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=7723635240788454603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7723635240788454603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/7723635240788454603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/12/broke-down.html' title='Broke down'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/RXX1iHPYgEI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sT-EwE8BUFk/s72-c/Pretty+pedi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-116354607848663602</id><published>2006-11-14T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T17:28:56.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall is Here!</title><content type='html'>I love fall! I usually say that summer is my favorite season, but there's just something about the smell of fall that can't be mimicked. The air is cooler, and everything smells good &amp; crisp. Wierd? Maybe, but I'm ok with that! (What can I say, smells trigger lots of memories for me!) Other fall favorites-- college football, boots, fires, scarfs...&lt;br /&gt;I also have to say that I'm living in a beautiful part of the country. There aren't all the hills with different colors of trees in Louisiana &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; Texas! I've been spending a lot of time in Nashville lately, and Tennessee is a very pretty state, especially this time of year. The three hour drive between Birmingham and Nashville has actually been pretty nice... I've had some great time in the car praising God for His incredible creation! (I also had a fun trip to Knoxville a few weekends ago- got to see some great football between the Vols and my Tigers! I hated for Rob that his team lost that weekend, but I love seeing LSU win... Geaux tigers!!!) Anyway, all that to say, Tennessee and Alabama are good places to visit in fall, and I highly recommend it if you have the chance. I know a great place to stay in Birmingham! (wink, wink).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-116354607848663602?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/116354607848663602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=116354607848663602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/116354607848663602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/116354607848663602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/11/fall-is-here.html' title='Fall is Here!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-116209040491529297</id><published>2006-10-28T19:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:40:34.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Time Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Ok, now you all know- I'm a horrible blogger! (as if I had to tell you that!) I honestly didn't realize until just now that it's been a whole month since my last real post... I know "I'm really busy" is a lame excuse, but really- I am!!! Here is the Cliff Notes version of what's been going on with me. Feel free to ask for more details on anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UAB HOMECOMING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/Teresa%20&amp;%20jess-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/200/Teresa%20%26%20jess-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my first (and only, thus far) UAB football game on Homecoming weekend. I was pretty impressed by their activities throughout the week- decent parade, good bonfire/ pep rally, tailgating. Now, the students shocked me when they said the tailgate party started THREE hours before kickoff... only three?? That stuff starts on Friday night in Baton Rouge! But this is Birmingham, and it was still fun- Just on a different level from what I'm used to. And we beat Troy... GO BLAZERS! (The picture is of me &amp; Teresa at the game)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RACE FOR THE CURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/Victory!.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="151" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/200/Victory%21.1.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran in my first 5K race a couple of weeks ago- the Birmingham Race for the Cure. Yup, you read right-- I ran/jogged the WHOLE way!! It wasn't a competetive speed by any means, but I beat my goal time by 4 minutes, and that was pretty exciting! I have to say- that's an amazing event that the Susan G. Komen Foundation puts on. Thousands of people out there rallying around a good cause- and everything was PINK! Can it get much better?!?! I was inspired by all the survivors walking around in special pink t-shirts, and as I thought and prayed for women with breast cancer along the route, I found the motivation to keep running. My friend Doherty ran the whole way with me, cheering me along. Believe it or not- that picture was taken just after we crossed the finish line. We don't even look tired! That's a scary disease, and I'm grateful for my good health. A cool bonus for the day: I won a $100 door prize gift certificate from Coldwater Creek! (got a fun new jean jacket, nice computer bag, and cookbook for that one)&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate Breast Cancer Awareness month in October... buy pink M&amp;Ms!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIRLS' NIGHT IN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bunch of girls from the BCM over for a totally girly girls' night... pizza, painting toenails, and Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice. I think we could have quoted the entire movie between all of us! It's definitely one worth watching over &amp; over again. (Rob is incredible and absolutely my #1 guy- but Mr. Darcy is a close second!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE LOVE THE 80s COSTUME PARTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I love my students at UAB, but I was a little disappointed in their so-called 80's enthusiasm. I mean, they didn't even know who Alex P. Keaton was!!! They came up with some really good costumes though. My favorites: Rainbow Bright, Jane Fonda, Marty McFly and Care Bears. I went as Molly Ringwald- not so Pretty In Pink. The disappointment lingered, though, when all the girls oohed over my teased bangs-- and asked me how I did it!! All those mornings in the bathroom &amp;amp; cans of hairspray back in the 80s &amp; early 90s led to a hideous costume... gosh, all that experience actually came in handy! I can't believe I used to do that to myself on purpose every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROB &amp;amp; ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't write an update and leave him out! We've been able to see each other a lot lately (which may have contributed to my lack of posts!), and that's been awesome. He took me out for a great date night to celebrate our 6 month anniversary... dinner at PF Changs, then take-out pie from Johnny Ray's and back home to watch SEC football! Last weekend, we went to a bonfire &amp; hayride with some of his high school friends and had a great time... I love smores!&lt;br /&gt;Rob's big news- all systems are go for him to purchase the business he's been looking at in West Nashville. He's going to be operating a flood &amp;amp; fire damage restoration franchise. God has given him a great vision for the ministry opportunities that will come along with this, and I'm really excited for him! Please keep him in your prayers as he prepares for this new endeavor (he's in training right now and will take over in mid-December).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Gloria and Amy for keeping me accountable on the blogging. I promise- I'm trying to get better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-116209040491529297?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/116209040491529297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=116209040491529297&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/116209040491529297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/116209040491529297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/10/big-time-catching-up_28.html' title='Big Time Catching Up'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-116096558511268515</id><published>2006-10-15T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T19:26:25.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update coming soon</title><content type='html'>I promise to write an update (or several) by the end of the week... a lot has been going on that I want to tell you about, but I haven't had time to stop and type it all out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-116096558511268515?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/116096558511268515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=116096558511268515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/116096558511268515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/116096558511268515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/10/update-coming-soon.html' title='Update coming soon'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115923196928861006</id><published>2006-09-25T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T09:34:39.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>I had a fun weekend! I went up to Nashville to spend the weekend with Rob &amp; his parents. On Saturday, he took me to my first University of Tennessee football game at Neyland Stadium. Despite the drenching rain, we had a really good time! I may be in danger for admitting this in a public forum, but I ended up buying a bright orange t-shirt, and even sang "Rocky Top" a few times! Honestly, I love SEC football in general, so I knew it would be good. Don't worry, though- the Vols will ALWAYS take a backseat to my beloved Tigers!! A bit of irony for the day- a UT professor was giving a lecture that afternoon before the game on the "water shortage crisis" in America... funny topic on a day when it rained 4-5 inches on the field before the game started! If we had had a bucket, we could have helped him with that crisis!!&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we went to Grace Community Church. When Rob &amp;amp; I were both overseas, GCC sent a team of volunteers to lead worship for all the missionaries in our region during our annual meeting. It was such a neat church, and even though I'd never been there before, it brought back lots of memories. I miss Prague...&lt;br /&gt;God is so good to me; He constantly reminds me that He is in control, and His plan is so much better than anything I could dream up. Last week, one of the students asked me how I ended up in college ministry after being called to international missions. As I thought about the journey I've been on the past few years, I realized how different that path looks compared to what I had mapped out. My calling is to the Lord, to follow Him in obedience- not to a specific place or even type of ministry. That in and of itself has led me on an incredible ride! Don't be afraid to follow Him because of where He might take you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115923196928861006?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115923196928861006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115923196928861006&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115923196928861006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115923196928861006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115854527443726964</id><published>2006-09-17T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T19:07:54.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, but still happy</title><content type='html'>Did I really say I was going to put up a new post every week? What was I thinking?! And who out there was crazy enough to actually believe me??? Gotcha!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good couple of weeks. Starbucks is running full-speed ahead, and getting busier every day (which I love, by the way). It's got its challenges, but I guess every job does.&lt;br /&gt;The BCM keeps me running around when I'm not making lattes. With the good, the bad, and the ugly- I still think it could be the perfect job for me.  My favorite part is absolutely my weekly meetings with the girls. In addition to the regularly scheduled ones, I usually end up having several spontaneous meetings too, and those are just as much fun. Yesterday I got to go with a group of students to build a sidewalk/ramp at the home of a less-fortunate family. It was hard work, but I know more about concrete than I ever thought I would! Don't get me wrong, it's not all easy; I'm being streched in lots of different directions and learning a ton in the process, and that's great no matter how dificult.&lt;br /&gt;God continues to teach me a lot in my personal times with him, too. Last week, after reading in the book of Numbers, Rob and I were talking about chapter 22, when Balaam's donkey turned around and spoke. We both agreed that we hoped we would never be so stubborn that God had to use an animal to speak to us!&lt;br /&gt;Please keep praying for my ministry to the students at UAB. I am so grateful when you lift us up!&lt;br /&gt;(And thanks to those of you who have commented or emailed me about the blog... I was wondering if anyone still reads it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115854527443726964?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115854527443726964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115854527443726964&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115854527443726964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115854527443726964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/09/tired-but-still-happy.html' title='Tired, but still happy'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115670562192172725</id><published>2006-08-27T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:07:02.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>It has been a whirlwind week in my little corner of the world, and I've loved every minute of it! I was thinking this morning that I should have re-instated my old updates before venturing into this new ministry at the BCM, but I didn't, so I'm thinking about using the blog instead. My goal is to have at least a weekly update every Sunday... hold me accountable!&lt;br /&gt;School started this week at UAB. I spent a lot of time on campus, meeting with students and attending welcome-week events. I've got 11 girls that I'll be meeting with weekly, and was somehow able to schedule all 11 last week without any schedule conflicts. It's a lot, but they're a great group of girls and I'm having fun with it! We had our first Thursday-night worship at the BCM with 160-180 students! (That's nearly double what they averaged last year) I only hope we can keep that momentum.&lt;br /&gt;And as if I didn't have enough going on, Starbucks finally opened this week too! Wednesday and Thursday we had pre-opening "Friends &amp; Family" days, and the big day was Friday. It's going really well so far, and I'm enjoying meeting our new regular customers.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I got a special delivery at work- a huge bouquet of yellow &amp; white daisies (my favorite flowers!)- from my favorite Tennessean... I love surprises like that! Isn't he great?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so grateful for all that God is doing in my life. I know that all these good things are a result of His work, not mine. I'm just happy that I get to be a part of it!&lt;br /&gt;You can be praying for several things this coming week... Monday I'll be going to Birmingham Southern College to meet students and spread the word about a weekly Bible study we'll be starting there. Thursday, I'll lead the first in a series of four freshmen Bible studies before our regular weekly worship- ask God to speak through me to reach the new students at UAB. Also remember worship Thur. night and all the student-led Bible studies that are starting on campus this week. And to finish the week, I'll get to drive home to Louisiana next Friday to spend the weekend with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear from you sometime.... I miss ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115670562192172725?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115670562192172725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115670562192172725&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115670562192172725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115670562192172725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115513368023112545</id><published>2006-08-09T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T07:28:00.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Step 1</title><content type='html'>They say the first step in battling an addiction is admitting you have a problem. So, I'm going to start with that right here. I'm addicted to 24, the tv series. It's a pretty intense show: 24 episodes per season, 1 hour per episode, each hour representing one hour in "the longest day of Jack Bauer's life". So basically, at the end of the season, you've seen what happened all 24 hours of a single day for a federal counter-terrorist agent.&lt;br /&gt;I watched ALL 24 hours this past weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, to cover myself a little, with no commercials, each hour is actually only about 40-45 minutes. AND, I had a mild case of food poisoning on Monday, so I wasn't going anywhere anyway. But yes, I watched season 1 in its entirety between Saturday afternoon and Monday night. I think anyone who's ever seen the show will probably sympathize with me, and understand what I went through. I'm addicted just the same though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115513368023112545?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115513368023112545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115513368023112545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115513368023112545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115513368023112545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/08/step-1.html' title='Step 1'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115448728702615674</id><published>2006-08-01T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T19:54:47.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/Self%20photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/200/Self%20photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob came to visit this weekend, and we had a really good time. Friday night, we had dinner with Julie &amp; Gary- friends who are getting ready to head to the mission field in a couple of weeks (Julie was the first one to suggest that Rob &amp; I should get together a few years ago). Saturday we went to the Birmingham Botanical Gardens in the morning (beautiful and very peaceful... maybe my new favorite place in B'ham), and to Megan &amp;amp; Bret's wedding that afternoon (we went on our first double date with them back in April!). And Sunday we went to church at Shades Mountain- where half the youth group (or so it seemed) had been recruited by Rob to go to Union... he was the most popular visitor there!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/The%20blushing%20bride.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/200/The%20blushing%20bride.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan was a beautiful bride, and by far, the calmest one I've ever seen!! When I went in to see her before the wedding, there was no rocking, no pacing, no tears- she was just ready to become Mrs. Bret Golson! I was honored to go in and pray with Megan Smith one last time before her name changed. I love you, girl, no matter what your name is!! AND- I caught my first ever wedding bouquet at the reception! I have to be honest, I wasn't looking to catch it, and even placed myself behind a little girl thinking she would grab it for sure, but somehow it ended up in my hand. It was fun, though, and I've been enjoying the pretty pink roses! Everyone should have fresh flowers in their home- they make everything a little better, and who doesn't smile when they get flowers? Bring flowers to someone tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;My old roommate Erin came to visit and go to the wedding too. We had a great time catching up Saturday night in the dark (my electricity was out for about 15 hours). My heart was encouraged after our talk, maybe not by the words that were exchanged, but more by God reminding me of some simple truths that came up while we were talking. I was reminded of the huge responsibility that I have as a college minister; and the awesome joy that comes with leading them closer to the Lord. It's not about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation. I will sing to the LORD, for he has been good to me. Psalm 13: 5-6&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115448728702615674?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115448728702615674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115448728702615674&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115448728702615674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115448728702615674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115397089103724320</id><published>2006-07-26T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:28:11.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm turning into a college student!!!</title><content type='html'>Look out.... I joined myspace AND facebook-- all in the same week!!! I'm hoping this will get me some big-time cool points at the BCM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/baristabyday"&gt;www.myspace.com/baristabyday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115397089103724320?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115397089103724320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115397089103724320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115397089103724320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115397089103724320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-turning-into-college-student.html' title='I&apos;m turning into a college student!!!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115378848030825193</id><published>2006-07-24T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T18:55:15.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is full of Surprises</title><content type='html'>It was my turn to drive up to see Rob this weekend, so I decided to go a day early and surprise him. I had to make some phone calls and do a little detective work to track him down once I got to Jackson, but I managed to get to Union just as Rob was walking out to his car. He was calling me on the phone when he looked up and saw me in the parking lot... it was fun watching him!&lt;br /&gt;We had kind of a low-key weekend, which was just what we both needed. We went to a baseball game for a little while Friday night (we didn't stay because it was HOT as Hades!), ran some errands and did a little yard work, played a game, watched a movie... It was great just to relax!&lt;br /&gt;The baseball game was the West Tennessee Diamond Jaxx vs. the Mongomery Biscuits. Yup- the biscuits! There's a fierce opponent for you! Tough teams or not, it was fun to go out to the game for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday evenings are always the worst part of the weekend. It's not the drive, but the goodbye that always stinks.&lt;br /&gt;And today was Monday again; back to work... it's a good thing I love my job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115378848030825193?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115378848030825193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115378848030825193&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115378848030825193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115378848030825193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/07/life-is-full-of-surprises.html' title='Life is full of Surprises'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-115310995521561516</id><published>2006-07-16T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:59:09.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The coolest day in Birmingham- so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/Doherty,%20Alyssa,%20Jess-%202%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/200/Doherty%2C%20Alyssa%2C%20Jess-%202%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was definitely unique, and by far, the coolest day I've had since I moved to Birmingham two months ago!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Gardens at Park Place in downtown Birmingham with two friends from work, Alyssa &amp; Doherty. The garden was started by Jones Valley Urban Farms on a full city block, and will soon have small plots available for sale or lease where local people can plant and take care of their own gardens. Anyway, the whole block was planted with sunflowers and yesterday the public was invited to a block party in the garden. It was a free event, complete with fresh lemonade, hay rides, and pick-your-own sunflowers! Alyssa, Doherty, and I wandered through the field of sunflowers for about an hour and each collected a big bouquet of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;It was so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;After our adventure at the farm, we went to eat at Jim &amp;amp; Nicks, a local bar-b-que joint, in Southside. YUM!! Then we came back to my apartment and just hung out and talked, which sounds pretty uneventful, but it was a good time of encouragement. We decided that we definitely need to find more cool, free things like this to do in Birmingham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/Jess-%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/200/Jess-%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-115310995521561516?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/115310995521561516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=115310995521561516&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115310995521561516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/115310995521561516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/07/coolest-day-in-birmingham-so-far.html' title='The coolest day in Birmingham- so far'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-114964984626988322</id><published>2006-06-06T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T20:13:55.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like you to meet Rob...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/1600/Rob%20&amp;%20Jess%20on%20the%20beach.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7031/1242/320/Rob%20%26%20Jess%20on%20the%20beach.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're reading this blog, there's a really good chance you're an important person in my life (because my stuff isn't interesting enough for random strangers to bother), and I want everyone in my life to know someone who has recently become extra special to me. This is Rob. =) He's thoughtful, very funny, ambitious, missions-minded, and extremely kind-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;We met four years ago when we were both living in Europe (he was in Romania while I was in the Czech Republic). Since we both worked for the IMB, we met several times at different meetings &amp; events. Even back then, I knew he was an incredible guy, but I never thought we'd ever be in the same place at the same time, so I didn't let myself spend much time thinking about "us". After we both came back to the US, we emailed every few months or so and kept in touch off &amp;amp; on.&lt;br /&gt;Then in December, Rob sent me an instant message on the computer, and, in the few minutes we chatted that day, realized that it had been months since we'd last talked. We exchanged phone numbers, "and so it all began"... (The first time we talked on the phone, my roommate Erin came in and demanded to know who I was talking to as soon as I hung up- "You're smiling like a fool- that was a guy, wasn't it?!") I haven't stopped smiling since then!&lt;br /&gt;The first time we got together, it had been three years since we'd been face-to-face. It was great, and we decided that weekend that we definitely wanted to continue seeing each other! He lives in Jackson, TN, so that doesn't happen nearly as often as I'd like, but it gives me something to look forward to on weekends. (and it's a lot easier now that I'm three hours closer!)&lt;br /&gt;So there's the cliff notes edition of "Rob &amp; Jess". He's amazing, and I think the world of him (in case you haven't noticed!) When I asked him if there was anything he wanted me to say here, he said I could let you all know that he eats green beans "socially" but he doesn't really like them, so please don't serve them if we come for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;** This picture was taken this past weekend at Rob's (now former) roommate's wedding... congrats Ben &amp;amp; Tabitha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-114964984626988322?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/114964984626988322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=114964984626988322&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114964984626988322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114964984626988322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/06/id-like-you-to-meet-rob.html' title='I&apos;d like you to meet Rob...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-114904534478687271</id><published>2006-05-30T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T20:15:44.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Home Alabama</title><content type='html'>Southern accents are not all the same. Alabamians do not sound the same as Georgians, and I've had to remind myself several times- "I live in Alabama now." I'm still getting used to saying that. Not that it's bad! Just different.&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally starting to settle in. I've unpacked all the boxes (and put almost everything away). I still need to find a couch, and I'm pretty sure that will help my apartment feel more like a home. It's small and cozy, though, and I really like where I'm living. It's mostly fun finding my way around a new city... a little lonely sometimes, but I'm sure that will change soon. Work has been good so far; I'm filling in temporarily at a different Starbucks until my new store opens. And I'm slowly meeting the students from the BCM, and they're all great. It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;Relocating to Birmingham was definitely a good move; I'm thankful that God opened this door. I'm in a cool new town, closer to my family, closer to Rob... (for those of you thinking, "who is Rob?!?!"- he deserves his own blog introduction, and I promise that one will be next after I get a few new pictures this weekend!) Life is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-114904534478687271?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/114904534478687271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=114904534478687271&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114904534478687271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114904534478687271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/05/sweet-home-alabama.html' title='Sweet Home Alabama'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-114722490654046132</id><published>2006-05-09T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:35:06.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T minus 3 and counting...</title><content type='html'>It's about "that" time again... the boxes are packed, tomorrow is my last day of work, the goodbyes have started... must be time to move! Takeoff-- this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:&lt;br /&gt;   a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot,&lt;br /&gt;   a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build,&lt;br /&gt;   a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,&lt;br /&gt;   a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain,&lt;br /&gt;   a time to search and a time to give up, a time to keep and a time to throw away,&lt;br /&gt;   a time to tear and a time to mend, a time to be silent and a time to speak,&lt;br /&gt;   a time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;   He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I always feel like I should be used to moving, that it should be easy, but it never is. Sure, I'm getting better at packing every time, but I'm still not good at goodbyes. I tried to maintain a safe distance here, and not let myself get too attached. Ha! I, the ultimate social butterfly, not get attached? Mission- impossible! I'm leaving behind some incredible people, and can only pray that you are better off because we briefly walked this road of life together.  I'm going to miss you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about the road ahead too! I am moving into a cute little apartment in the Mountain Brook area of Birmingham (since this is a public domain, I'm not putting my new address here- contact me if you want it!). I am looking forward to working at a brand new Starbucks from the initial set-up and grand opening. And I can't wait to get involved with the ministry at UAB! I'm anxious to start meeting with students and just "do life" with them. It's going to be a fun, exciting ride!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-114722490654046132?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/114722490654046132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=114722490654046132&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114722490654046132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114722490654046132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/05/t-minus-3-and-counting.html' title='T minus 3 and counting...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-114436344649550128</id><published>2006-04-06T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T16:21:28.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another big change</title><content type='html'>Drumroll please..........&lt;br /&gt;I got a job!! I actually knew about this a couple of weeks ago, but it wasn't until yesterday that I finally got all the details worked out and "went public" with the news.&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving again-- this time to Birmingham, AL. I'll be going on staff with the BCM at the University of Alabama- Birmingham. I'm SO excited that God finally brought this about, and I'm looking forward to see all that He is going to do. This transition has been in the making for a while (see entry "Sign from God?", Nov 2005) and I'm thrilled that it's finally come full circle. It's going to be a fun job- I'll get to mentor the girls who are involved with the ministry, lead Bible studies, and encourage them to see God's bigger picture by going on international missions trips. I can't wait to get started!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to keep working part-time at Starbucks. In Birmingham, I'll have the  neat opportunity to be part of a "Star Team" and start working in a brand new store before it opens. By doing this, I will get be in on the initial store set-up and training of new workers.&lt;br /&gt;Things are changing fast! I'm hoping to find an apartment and move mid-May so that I'll have a month with the Star Team before the new store's grand opening. I never thought I'd be in Atlanta this long, and now I can't believe that I'm leaving so soon! It's exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;God has been so real lately. I've seen Him at work in every area of my life and the world around me... He is creative... He is kind... He is faithful... He is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There is no one holy like the LORD; there is no one besides you; There is no Rock like our God. 1 Samuel 2:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-114436344649550128?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/114436344649550128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=114436344649550128&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114436344649550128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114436344649550128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/04/another-big-change.html' title='Another big change'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-114176728627608632</id><published>2006-03-07T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T13:34:46.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life ain't nothin but a funny, funny riddle...</title><content type='html'>Thank God I'm a city girl! But going to the country is fun too! I went to Monroe, LA, this weekend and surprised my family at my grandmother's house. It was SO great to see everyone, and a ton of fun to see the shocked looks on their faces when I got there. (My mom &amp; aunt were the only ones who knew I was coming). Everyone was working outside when I got there, spreading dirt around to level out the yard. I visited inside with Mom &amp;amp; Granny for a little while before I volunteered to drive the tractor. There was just something about sitting on a John Deere that made me want to sing a little John Denver! (too bad I only knew two lines!!)&lt;br /&gt;Other exciting news... I went to Birmingham a couple of weeks ago to meet with the BCM director at UAB. We had a great chat, and I'm going back next Wednesday to meet the Alabama state collegiate ministries director.  I'm really excited about what God might be doing in this situation. Please pray with me about this meeting at 10:00 on the 15th... Tomorrow is my last day of shift supervisor training at work. And Thursday will be my first official shift in charge- scary! The new responsibilities are a little overwhelming, but it's an exciting new challenge that I'm looking forward to... A final thought for today--&lt;em&gt; Do you not know that the runners in a stadium all race, but only one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you may win. 1 corinthians 9:24&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-114176728627608632?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/114176728627608632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=114176728627608632&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114176728627608632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114176728627608632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-aint-nothin-but-funny-funny.html' title='Life ain&apos;t nothin but a funny, funny riddle...'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-114023185777995254</id><published>2006-02-17T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T19:04:17.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Verdict</title><content type='html'>I guess I need to sit here for a few minutes and tell ya'll what I decided about Colorado. After much consideration and prayer, I felt it was best not to move to CO right now. While I had a great time seeing the state and all the work going on out there, I never felt a stirring of the Holy Spirit that &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; was the place for me. I have to admit, I'm a little disappointed, but I also have peace that this is the right decision right now.&lt;br /&gt;Which means I'm back in Atlanta, hanging out at Starbucks a little while longer. I'm still looking for the place of ministry God has prepared for me. (So if any of you hears of an opening in college ministry- let me know!) It's hard to wait, but I know that God is good, and He who began a good work will be faithful to complete it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-114023185777995254?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/114023185777995254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=114023185777995254&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114023185777995254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/114023185777995254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/02/verdict.html' title='The Verdict'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113937969346399589</id><published>2006-02-07T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:21:33.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night ramblings from 38,000 feet</title><content type='html'>I’m writing this from 38,669 feet in the air, somewhere over Missouri (according to the little map on the screen). So many thoughts are flying through my head, about as fast as this plane is traveling. It’s been a fantastic weekend! I got to see a lot of new things and new places, and I met some amazing new friends who are working diligently to reach college students all over Colorado.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I thought it would be difficult to process and sort out all that I’ve taken in the past five days. I’ve visited eight campuses in five cities- and there were aspects that I liked, and some that I didn’t, of all of them. I asked a lot of questions, and I still don’t have all the answers.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, ultimately, I don’t want the responsibility of making the decision whether or not I should move to Colorado. I don’t want to organize the past few days and make a fact-based decision. I know that I could join any of the teams I met with and be an asset to their ministry. I don’t think it’s a question of what I CAN do, or even what I WANT to do. I want God to make it perfectly, crystal clear. Sometimes He makes it that easy; other times, not so much. I’m afraid of Him leaving this one up to me. Is it too bold to ask God for a black &amp; white answer? Because I don’t just want to know if I should move to Colorado, but also to which city &amp;amp; which campus. I’m willing to put it all out there.&lt;br /&gt;So now I’m feeling like maybe the whole “processing” procedure shouldn’t be that hard at all. (now 38,748- about to cross the Mississippi river from Arkansas to Tennessee) I mean, I’m thankful for the opportunity to see all the options, and those experiences will help me pray more specifically for the work that’s developing on each campus, but maybe I don’t have to sort out anything.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t often trust my own discernment. I don’t want to throw out a fleece like my good friend Gideon (Judges 6), but we think a lot alike. “If I have found favor in your eyes, God, give me a sign that it is really you talking to me.” (6:17)&lt;br /&gt;Last summer in Kenya, I received a clear object lesson. God promises that His Word will be a light unto our path (not a floodlight into the future, like I often look for). Psalm 119:105. Ok, so Kenya…. There were thorny Acacia trees all over the place, and I was paranoid that I was going to run into one of the branches and stab myself in the forehead. I often wished that I had two flashlights, one for my feet, and one to scan up ahead. But I only had one. I was so nervous about the random trees that I usually ignored the path my feet were on and tried to see what was coming, which resulted in me tripping over a loose rock and gashing open my toe. The lesson: quit worrying about what’s ahead, and pay attention to where you are.&lt;br /&gt;The longer I sit here, the more I think I need to go back to Atlanta, and just pray and wait. Not to process, but to be still, and know that He is God and His name will be exalted among the nations (Psalm 46:10).&lt;br /&gt;I’ve now rambled across five states (33,511 feet) and I’m not entirely sure this will make sense to anyone but me. But here it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113937969346399589?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113937969346399589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113937969346399589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113937969346399589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113937969346399589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/02/late-night-ramblings-from-38000-feet.html' title='Late night ramblings from 38,000 feet'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113918774662916908</id><published>2006-02-05T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:07:04.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado is COLD!!!</title><content type='html'>So I've been in Colorado since Thursday night, and the theme of the trip so far has been "Cold Feet" (and I'm not talking about my nerves!). I sat in one of the retreat sessions yesterday, and never took off my coat OR my mittens! And that was even with thermals under my jeans, 2 undershirts, and 2 pairs of socks!!! Now, there were students running around in t-shirts and flip flops, so maybe it was just me. But I doubt it!!&lt;br /&gt;I've toured around Denver and Colorado Springs so far, and I'm in Boulder now. I've seen Mile-High Stadium, the Garden of the Gods, the Air Force Academy and Chapel, Pikes Peak, and the Flat Irons, and Canadian geese, a prairie dog, and a wolf. It's been a lot of fun, in spite of the harassment I got yesterday from the guys who work in Colorado Springs. (They were driving me around town and said something about Pikes Peak, and I innocently asked, "Which one is that?" Apparently they thought it was obviously the biggest mountain, but they didn't understand that they're all enormous to me!)&lt;br /&gt;Even though it's winter and everything is pretty much brown, it's all beautiful. The landscape is so much different from what I'm used to! The mountains have served as a visual reminder that God is so huge, and I am so small. As I've been praying about whether or not this is where God wants me to serve, I've been overcome by the fact that the same God who created the giant mountains loves me enough to be concerned with the details of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;What a wildly wonderful world, God! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;You made it all, with&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom at your side, made earth overflow with your wonderful creations.     &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;psalm 104:24 (the message)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray with me that God would reveal clearly if this is where He wants me to serve, or if I should continue to wait on Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113918774662916908?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113918774662916908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113918774662916908&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113918774662916908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113918774662916908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/02/colorado-is-cold.html' title='Colorado is COLD!!!'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113850784038070362</id><published>2006-01-28T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T20:11:54.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What really matters</title><content type='html'>I was planning to write an update tonight, and say that I got a cortisone shot in my foot Thursday, and it's still a little swollen, but I think it's going to be fine. It's sore, but it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;And then I got an email from my friend, my sister-in-Christ, Vesta (who also happens to be my former supervisor from our Czech days). Two years ago, two brain tumors were removed from her body. This past week, an MRI revealed two more, and another that had started out small and non-threatening had doubled in size in a year's time. My foot doesn't hurt that much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm filled with questions that no one can answer. But as I talked to my friend Jerod tonight, he reminded me that God works all things together for good for those who love Him and are called by Him (that was before I read Vesta's email). No matter what happens to our physical bodies, God is working in our lives, and that is good. Thanks for the encouraging reminders Jerod- press on.&lt;br /&gt;HE IS the answer... every time... no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Vesta and Mark, for strength to continue to demonstrate God's love and grace as they face whatever the next few days hold. Pray that God will be glorified, and His name made known among the nations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113850784038070362?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113850784038070362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113850784038070362&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113850784038070362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113850784038070362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-really-matters.html' title='What really matters'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113796135186472803</id><published>2006-01-22T12:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T19:30:37.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Lead-Foot"</title><content type='html'>Yes, I do have a tendancy to drive fast, but that's not why I was given a new nickname this week. I've been having trouble with my foot (in a physical sense) for a few months, so I finally went to see an orthopedic doctor last week. She sent me for an MRI to see if I had a stress fracture, but the MRI showed a surprise instead! The film showed that I have a small piece of metal imbedded in the bottom of my foot- directly under the joint where I've been having pain. You're probably thinking, "So how in the world did you get metal in your foot? When did this happen?" I have no idea, and I have no idea. Yeah, it's all pretty bizarre (I know that much). I still don't know if there enough of a risk there to require removing the metal, but I'll let you know what happens!&lt;br /&gt;Rhonda, you get the credit for my literal new name, even if you did abandon me to figure out the stationary bikes on my own while you keep trucking along on the ellipticals! Thanks for being my work-out buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113796135186472803?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113796135186472803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113796135186472803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113796135186472803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113796135186472803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/01/lead-foot_22.html' title='&quot;Lead-Foot&quot;'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113778771529992999</id><published>2006-01-20T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:08:35.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for Fun</title><content type='html'>Ok, I know this is old, but it's still funny. Turn up your volume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unc.edu/~shoyle/BigBibles.wmv"&gt;Watch and Laugh&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113778771529992999?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113778771529992999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113778771529992999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113778771529992999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113778771529992999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-for-fun.html' title='Just for Fun'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113686616202500368</id><published>2006-01-09T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T20:09:22.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings for a New Year</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let you know what's been going on in my world, and ask you to keep praying. I talked to Max Barnett yesterday (of Colorado Collegiate Ministries) and he asked me to come to Colorado Springs for their statewide retreat Feb 3-5. I'll either go early or stay late to meet with some of the directors of the BCMs and check out the campuses in Colorado Springs and Denver.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited about this new development, and I have total peace from the Lord about going in this direction. It's not at all what I was expecting, but I'm anxious to see how God's going to work it all out.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;em&gt;My Utmost for His Highest&lt;/em&gt;, and God has been speaking plenty of truth through Oswald lately. Two things that stood out to me last week were "You do not know what you are going to do; the only thing you know is that God knows what He is doing" and "God does not tell you what He is going to do; He reveals to you Who He is." (if you have the book, it was Jan 2) I'm reminded that I don't have to know everything ahead of time. God is still God, and will continue to be no matter where I go and what I do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so amazed that God, the creator of the universe, loves me enough to be concerned with the details of my life, and is gracious enough to continue showing me Who He is in order to work those details out.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for continuing to pray with me about this!! I'll keep you posted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113686616202500368?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113686616202500368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113686616202500368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113686616202500368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113686616202500368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-beginnings-for-new-year.html' title='New Beginnings for a New Year'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113599142557310474</id><published>2005-12-30T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T17:10:25.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never really liked peaches that much</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe myself. I'm sitting here in the recliner watching the Peach Bowl on ESPN. Up until a couple of hours ago, I was holding a ticket to this game- which is being played right here in Atlanta! Granted, I'm wearing thermals, fleece pajama pants, and a sweatshirt, cuddled up to a box of Kleenex under a blanket and sipping on OJ, and I couldn't be doing any of these things if I was actually at the game. I definitely would rather be at the Georgia Dome.&lt;br /&gt;Toby, you're an angel in the form of a Tiger-- thanks for sending me the ticket!! I just wish I could have used it!&lt;br /&gt;I brought the ticket to a local sports bar and gave it to the girl at the hostess stand- my New Years gift to one of her friends, or some random fan that was crazy enough to take the ticket and go (I finally gave it up about 2 hours before kickoff!) I hope someone is down there having a good time cheering for LSU.&lt;br /&gt;It stinks to be sick. And it stinks to know that I have to be at work at 5am tomorrow. Most of all, though, it stinks to be a grown up, who let those things influence her into staying home tonight. But the game goes on... Geaux tigers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113599142557310474?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113599142557310474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113599142557310474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113599142557310474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113599142557310474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-never-really-liked-peaches-that-much.html' title='I never really liked peaches that much'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113443957464154437</id><published>2005-12-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T18:06:14.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can call me "Master Jess"</title><content type='html'>Since there's no fancy title to come with my degree, and I KNOW I'll never go for a PhD and become "doctor," I'll settle for being "master"! Hehehe!!!&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was so much fun. I loved being back in Fort Worth, back at Deer Creek, and back among friends. The weekend was better than I could have imagined. It was fun hanging out with so many people who I've been missing.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I'm back in Atlanta at Starbucks while I pray about what God has for me next...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113443957464154437?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113443957464154437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113443957464154437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113443957464154437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113443957464154437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2005/12/you-can-call-me-master-jess.html' title='You can call me &quot;Master Jess&quot;'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13914791.post-113390939269229596</id><published>2005-12-06T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T14:54:42.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break out the Pomp &amp; Circumstance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am proud to announce my graduation from&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During commencement exercises this Friday, December 9,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will officially receive my&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Master of Arts in Missiology.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would like to thank the academy for this incredible honor.... haha, no- but seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm thankful for my parents and my sisters, and my entire family, for their unending support, love, and encouragement. You have graciously stood behind me, no matter how crazy you thought I was, and loved me when you didn't understand me. You're amazing- and I love you so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm grateful for my seminary friends and classmates, for bringing smiles in the midst of stress. I'm so glad that God allowed me to journey through the past 2.5 years with such fun people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm thankful for my friends who were not in seminary, for reminding me of life "outside the bubble". Thanks for keeping me real!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thank God for everyone who has prayed for me, carrying me through seminary and over two continents. I'm pretty sure I couldn't have done it without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm thankful for professors who challenged me, taught me, encouraged me, frustrated me, streched me, and empowered me. I am stronger and more ready to face the world thanks to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thank you God for tears to make the laughter even sweeter, struggles to make the accomplishments more victorious, and for Jesus, who gives meaning to it all.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13914791-113390939269229596?l=jessdowdy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/feeds/113390939269229596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13914791&amp;postID=113390939269229596&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113390939269229596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13914791/posts/default/113390939269229596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessdowdy.blogspot.com/2005/12/break-out-pomp-circumstance.html' title='Break out the Pomp &amp; Circumstance'/><author><name>Jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09892242215947290919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nviAPI6w8PA/SROOmK7wDMI/AAAAAAAAAJE/fcDzGOX4RAo/S220/Jess-+bio.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
