<?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-6876155695057044103</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:42:44.837-07:00</updated><category term='Arts/Music'/><category term='Book Reviews'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Religion'/><category term='Life is Good'/><category term='City Livin&apos;'/><category term='Things that suck'/><category term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Just My World</title><subtitle type='html'>"Trust your doubts. If you have the guts to doubt God, and to question all the things you have been taught about Him, then you may find God for real." - Arturo, "Miracle in the Andes"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-2494612015445519984</id><published>2011-02-27T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T16:24:23.548-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Finding Truth in Religion</title><content type='html'>I pulled the following from the blog, &lt;a href="http://www.theamateurthinker.com/2011/02/how-can-we-find-truth-part-4/"&gt;www.theamateurthinker.com&lt;/a&gt;. (All &lt;a href="http://www.theamateurthinker.com/2011/02/how-can-we-find-truth-part-4/#sdfootnote8sym"&gt;footnotes/sources&lt;/a&gt; can be found on the original blog). Can you determine which quote describes your religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Short Experiment – Comparing Descriptions of Spiritual Feelings from Different Religions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to read people’s personal descriptions of religious experience. People from very different religions often use similar words to describe their spiritual experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve collected a sample of people’s descriptions of religious conversion or spiritual revelation. The following twenty quotes are from practicing Atheists, Buddhists, Catholics, Hindus, Muslims, Mormons, New Agers, Protestants, and Universal Unitarians. Try to guess which quote comes from which religion (some religions are used more than once). I have standardized the language (changes indicated by brackets ), so that differences in terminology between religions will not tip you off (thus, mosque, temple and church are all become a [church]; the Bible and all other religious texts become a [text] or [sacred text]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to match these 8 religions to the following 20 quotes. The answer key is below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheist&lt;br /&gt;Buddhist&lt;br /&gt;Catholic&lt;br /&gt;Hindu&lt;br /&gt;Islam&lt;br /&gt;Mormon&lt;br /&gt;New Age&lt;br /&gt;Protestant&lt;br /&gt;Universal Unitarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. “I felt a burning in my heart, and a great burden seemed to have left me.”8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. “But what can I say? How can I describe an experience so profound and so beautiful? Shall I say that it was the most blessed experience of my life? Shall I say that [God] touched my heart and gave me a feeling of peace I had not known before? Shall I describe the tears that flowed freely from my eyes, affirming my . . . faith, as I . . . beg[ed] [God's] blessings for myself and for those I love?”9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. “The sense I had of divine things, would often of a sudden kindle up, as it were, a sweet burning in my heart; an ardor of soul, that I know not how to express.”10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. “As I read these books in a . . . bookstore, . . . I felt a burning in my heart that I should come and investigate.”11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “[Even as a child], [w]ithout understanding much about the complex [doctrine] . . . he was attracted to [church]. There he often felt a strong feeling of peace flowing through his body.”12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. “I was praying . . . when I felt a burning shaft of . . . love come through my head and into my heart.”13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. “I truly [sic] wanted to know [the truth]. After a few weeks, I stumbled onto [texts] which . . . answered my questions in a way that I had not heard of before. I read everything . . .and I even tried the experiment of asking [God] for . . . his divine love. After about 6 weeks, I felt a burning in my chest and a sensation that was unlike anything I had ever felt. It was pure happiness and peace. I knew then that [God] had sent His love to me.”14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. “A feeling of peace and certitude would tell me when I had found the answers and often after people would help me by pointing in the right direction.”15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. “We gave up a lot of things. What did I get in return? I received a feeling of peace, hope and security. I no longer lay awake at night worrying. I stopped cussing. I became much more honest in all aspects of my life. [God] has changed my heart and my life. My husband’s heart is changing also. We pray all the time and really feel [God’s] presence in our marriage. My perspective has changed. My view of life has changed about what is truly important.”16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. “Many women described a feeling of euphoria after they committed to following [God] . . . . One woman described a feeling of peace; she said: ‘It is like you are born again and you can start all over again, free from sin.’”17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. “A feeling of peace seemed to flow into me with a sense of togetherness . . . . . I felt very peaceful from inside and also felt [warmth] . . . .”18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. “I felt a burning sensation in my heart.”19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. “That inner light, that we all have or had at some time in our existence, was nearly burnt out for me. But in the [church] . . . I found a feeling of peace, inner solitude and quietness that I’d also found in reading the [text] and pondering over its meaning and trying to practice what it tells us.”20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. “For the first time I not only felt accountable for my past sins but I had to fight back tears. I knew that I had let down [God] [and] my family . . . . However, I also knew I was forgiven! [It] gave me a feeling of peace that I have never felt it in my whole life. I felt like I had a huge weight lifted off of me and that I was finally home and free . . . . I felt like a new person.”21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. “Every time I am there [at the church building], a feeling of peace overcomes me.”22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. “Every time I was with the [church members], I felt this warm feeling, a feeling of peace and for the first time in my life since my church-going days, I wanted to follow [God] . . . .”23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. “About 10 years ago, when Jenny and I decided to start a family, we began looking for a spiritual community for our kids. During my first service at [the church]. . . I was hooked. I recall the feeling of peace that I felt when I was attending [services].”24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. “The power of [God] came into me then. I had this warm and overwhelming feeling of peace and security. It’s hard to explain. I had to . . . stop myself from falling backward.”25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. “[The religious leader] looked into my eyes deeply for a moment, and I experienced a feeling of peace and love unlike anything I had ever experienced before.”26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. “[After praying,] [i]mmediately I was flooded with a deep feeling of peace, comfort, and hope.”27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. “I recently spent an afternoon on the northwestern shore of the Sea of Galilee, atop the mount where Jesus is believed to have preached his most famous sermon. . . . As I sat and gazed upon the surrounding hills gently sloping to an inland sea, a feeling of peace came over me. It soon grew to a blissful stillness that silenced my thoughts. In an instant, the sense of being a separate self—an “I” or a “me”—vanished. . . . The experience lasted just a few moments, but returned many times as I gazed out over the land where Jesus is believed to have walked, gathered his apostles, and worked many of his miracles.”28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers are in the next paragraph. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;My point here is not to say that any of these people’s experiences are invalid or that they are not valuable, or that religion is bad (I am an active church-goer myself). Nor am I trying to say that this proves any certain religion to be true or false – just that spiritual experiences are a universal human emotion, and that, just like any emotional experience, they are not enough by themselves to be reliable indicators of absolute truth. This is easy to demonstrate using religious experiences, since the claims of most of these religions are contradictory. Thus, if one of the above religions were true in the absolute sense, many or most of the others would be false. Many or most of the above people’s religious experiences, therefore, could not have been reliable indicators of the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers: 1. Protestant; 2. Islam; 3. Protestant; 4. Catholic; 5. Hindu; 6. Catholic; 7. New Age; 8. Islam; 9. Protestant; 10. Islam; 11. Hindu; 12. Protestant; 13. Islam; 14. Catholic; 15. Buddhist; 16. Mormon; 17. Universal Unitarian; 18. Catholic; 19. Hindu; 20. Protestant; 21. Atheist&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-2494612015445519984?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/2494612015445519984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=2494612015445519984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2494612015445519984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2494612015445519984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2011/02/finding-truth-in-religion.html' title='Finding Truth in Religion'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-3241856558967926708</id><published>2010-10-10T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T15:42:52.386-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Complex Animosities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLI2jPdRzwI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8TmPQCoDZIc/s1600/MM-ArkansasFlag.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLI2jPdRzwI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8TmPQCoDZIc/s400/MM-ArkansasFlag.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526539671809675010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon I was able to visit the site of the Mountain Meadows Massacre.  I was quite familiar with the events of that fateful day after reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Massacre-Mountain-Meadows-Ronald-Walker/dp/0195160347/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;qid=1286746539&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;"Massacre at Mountain Meadows"&lt;/a&gt; by Ronald W. Walker, Richard E. Turley, and Glen M. Leonard.  Upon completion of the book, I blogged about it &lt;a href="http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-read-history-books.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being familiar with the suffering endured by the Baker/Fancher party, visiting the monument was an emotional experience for me.  It was heartbreaking to read the names of ages of the adults and children who were murdered on that Sept 11th day.  Children as young as 7 were killed in hopes that the youngest children (those under 7) would not remember the events of that day and would not be able to place blame on the Mormon settlers who were responsible for this horrendous act.  In 1999 the LDS church erected the monument below to remember the settlers that perished on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLI27KiY7xI/AAAAAAAAAts/3pIcdV1Hk6Q/s1600/MM-burial.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLI27KiY7xI/AAAAAAAAAts/3pIcdV1Hk6Q/s400/MM-burial.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526540082805796626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stood in the peaceful valley I couldn't help but think of their party and how they must have felt safe and protected there.  The cruel turn of events was almost unimaginable and yet, the monument is there, reminding all visitors of what can happen when "complex animosities and political issues intertwine with religious beliefs". (a quote from the overlook plaque displayed below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLIzgvswIUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/nWaGLdzY0Q4/s1600/MM-plaque.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLIzgvswIUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/nWaGLdzY0Q4/s320/MM-plaque.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526536330390020418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we drove away from the monument, we couldn't help but begin to draw parallels to present day "complex animosities and political issues intertwined with religious beliefs".  We reflected on the hurt and damage inflicted on many of our dear friends due to Boyd K Packer's recent conference talk in which he said &lt;blockquote&gt;“Some suppose that they were pre-set and cannot overcome what they feel are inborn tendencies toward the impure and unnatural. Not so! Why would our Heavenly Father do that to anyone? Remember he is our father.”  (The &lt;a href="http://lds.org/conference/talk/display/0,5232,23-1-1298-23,00.html"&gt;&lt;S&gt;censored&lt;/S&gt; printed text&lt;/a&gt; reads: “Some suppose that they were preset and cannot overcome what they feel are inborn temptations toward the impure and unnatural. Not so! Remember, God is our Heavenly Father.”)&lt;/blockquote&gt;  Due to these kinds of statements, our homosexual friends are made to feel as if they are sinners, evil, weak and wrong.  Many members of the church take such statements and use them as fodder to perpetuate the animosity towards our LGBT friends...Saying that they love them on one hand, but refusing to allow them love in this life on the other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of nurturing the animosity between "us" and "them" we need to put our differences aside and truly love one another, not just in name but, more importantly, in practice.  Love that allows everyone the same rights and privileges and recognizes the value that loving relationships (no matter how they are constructed) can give to our society as a whole.  Instead of following leaders who tell us how we should think an feel, we need to instead follow what our own hearts &amp; souls are telling us.  Only then can we all put the "complex animosities" aside and truly say we have learned from the horrible mistakes of the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-3241856558967926708?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/3241856558967926708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=3241856558967926708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3241856558967926708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3241856558967926708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2010/10/complex-animosities.html' title='Complex Animosities'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/TLI2jPdRzwI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8TmPQCoDZIc/s72-c/MM-ArkansasFlag.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-2870245812647526735</id><published>2010-06-23T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T16:18:49.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT the Messiah</title><content type='html'>I recently saw this &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kewfy5pMeWA"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt; and knew I HAD to see this!  It is an oratorio version of Monty Python's "The Life of Brian".  I hadn't seen "Life of Brian" before so I promptly ordered the original on netflix.  It was pretty funny and gave me the background I needed to fully appreciate "Not the Messiah (a very naughty boy)" which came in the mail a week later.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched it over the weekend and was literally crying I was laughing so hard.  Absolutely brilliant!  If you like Monty Python, this is a MUST SEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-2870245812647526735?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/2870245812647526735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=2870245812647526735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2870245812647526735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2870245812647526735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-messiah.html' title='NOT the Messiah'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8426835572037864287</id><published>2010-01-24T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:00:15.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>I Like to Cook!</title><content type='html'>So that's a sentence I never expected to say (or in this case, type).  I have pretty much claimed total ignorance my entire life when it comes to cooking.  Sure I can whip up a mean Noodle Roni, but that doesn't exactly count as "cooking".  But it now seems, that after 10 years having been married to my ex (who loved to cook and was fantastic at it), and serving that time as his &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chef#Sous-chef"&gt;Sous-Chef&lt;/a&gt;,  that apparently, I may have, well, just happened to learn a thing or two about cooking.  In fact, I would even go so far as to say I enjoy it (in moderation of course...like once a month, maybe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was that one time a month and I went all out.  Invited some family over and made an awesome black-bean pumpkin chili in the crock pot, complete with fresh...err, well &lt;a href="http://ourrussianchildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/frozen-tomato-trick.html"&gt;fresh frozen&lt;/a&gt; anyway...tomatoes and a bunch of other ingredients that I actually had to chop, dice, stir and measure.  My cookery did not end there, however,  I also whipped up a mean foccacia bread, a homemade vanilla cake with white chocolate frosting and homemade, fresh, Ben &amp; Jerry's recipe, raspberry ice cream.  I know, you're jealous.  It was amazing and it all turned out exactly as I imagined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even found that in addition to eating the result (which of course is always the best part), I really enjoy the planning that goes into a meal.  The "What do I need to get the night before? What can I make ahead?  If I put this in at this time then I can do this other thing while its cooking and everything will be ready at 5!"  Yeah, there is something very satisfying about the process.  Like a mini project plan that you can create, execute and complete all over the course of a couple days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway, who knew?  I like to cook.  Seriously.  Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8426835572037864287?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8426835572037864287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8426835572037864287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8426835572037864287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8426835572037864287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-like-to-cook.html' title='I Like to Cook!'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-7919921634674488479</id><published>2010-01-21T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T18:19:09.296-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>God is Great?</title><content type='html'>So, after milling around the San Diego seaside bookstore, we found this little gem.  Both books placed side by side.  Both New York Times Bestsellers...although, interesting to note which one is the #1 bestseller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/S1kKqnAvevI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cQT8mmjDSGo/s1600-h/GodOrNo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/S1kKqnAvevI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cQT8mmjDSGo/s400/GodOrNo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429382552914721522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-7919921634674488479?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/7919921634674488479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=7919921634674488479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7919921634674488479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7919921634674488479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2010/01/god-is-great.html' title='God is Great?'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/S1kKqnAvevI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cQT8mmjDSGo/s72-c/GodOrNo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8569496916791727831</id><published>2009-11-10T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:27:07.467-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><title type='text'>Hot Pocket!</title><content type='html'>You have to sing the title in a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9c9lAfXQHs"&gt;Jim Gaffigan&lt;/a&gt; kind of way to really appreciate this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is most likely the &lt;a href="http://www.eatfreely.org/WinHotPockets.aspx"&gt;best contest&lt;/a&gt; ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm, what could I do with a year's supply of Hot Pockets?  Well I certainly wouldn't eat them , if that is what you are thinking...I'm not &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8569496916791727831?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8569496916791727831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8569496916791727831' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8569496916791727831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8569496916791727831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot-pocket.html' title='Hot Pocket!'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-6135884827727542542</id><published>2009-11-06T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:26:36.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Fall Activities</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fjannlowder%2Falbumid%2F5401220661941372097%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-6135884827727542542?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/6135884827727542542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=6135884827727542542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6135884827727542542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6135884827727542542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-activities.html' title='Fall Activities'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-7607050973683191135</id><published>2009-10-14T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:45:18.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BTW, I'm back</title><content type='html'>So for any of you folks out there who haven't deleted me from your reader after not getting any new posts for 3 months....I'm planning to get back to updating my blog a little more frequently.  I don't want to make any firm commitments, but it shouldn't be 3 more months until my next post. ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-7607050973683191135?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/7607050973683191135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=7607050973683191135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7607050973683191135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7607050973683191135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/10/btw-im-back.html' title='BTW, I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-4817952393005880304</id><published>2009-10-14T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:41:29.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Enjoying the Journey</title><content type='html'>So, lately I have been thinking a lot about how I live my life and how I tend to always look forward to the fun stuff and begrudge the not-so-fun stuff.  The typical,  "I wish it were the weekend", or "I can't wait for vacation", or "If I can just get through work today, then tonight will be awesome!"  That kind of thinking.  However, when I stop and think about it, I really don't want to live my life waiting for the next fun thing.  I want to be able to enjoy everything, the good and the bad, the easy and hard, the boring and exciting.  So lately I have really been trying to enjoy the journey of my life.  To think instead, "I am excited for this one thing but look at all the things I get to experience between now and then.  How cool is that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today happened to be one of those "I'm looking forward to the day" days but it didn't come without it's fair share of varied life experiences to keep me on my toes.  Here's what today's journey involved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running back to my apartment after being at work for a mere 45 minutes to do a very quick clean so a potential renter could see my apartment.  Then returning to work all sweaty and smelling like Glass Plus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finding out that my closing costs were $1000 more than I was expecting exactly 30 minutes before I was to sign the papers and hand over the check.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A lovely lunch and a chance to decompress with one of my favorite people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Working until 9:30pm (since I only had 3 hours combined as of 4 pm)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slicing my thumb on the top of a soup can as I attempted to prepare dinner at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;After today's experiences, I wonder what tomorrow will be like?  However it turns out, I intend to enjoy the journey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-4817952393005880304?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/4817952393005880304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=4817952393005880304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4817952393005880304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4817952393005880304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/10/enjoying-journey.html' title='Enjoying the Journey'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-992884492645277980</id><published>2009-06-22T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T22:25:55.109-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>A Life That Resembles Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't want to be married anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In daylight hours, I refused that thought, but at night it would consume me.  What a catastrophe.  How could I be such a criminal jerk as to proceed this deep into a marriage, only to leave it?  We'd only just bought this house a year ago.  Hadn't I wanted this nice house?  Hadn't I loved it? ....Wasn't I proud of all we'd accumulated?... I had actively participated in every moment of the creation of this life - so why did I feel like none of it resembled me?&lt;/blockquote&gt;The above is a quote from the book "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert.    The first few chapters read like a biography of my life for the last couple years.   I could relate 100% to the last line.   It's weird how we can take one step after another in life only to find that after all those steps, our life doesn't even resemble who we really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the crazy changes I have gone through over the last couple years have really helped me create a life that, now, does resemble me.  I love where I am at now.   I love that I can walk to work.  I love that I have an exposed brick wall, on purpose! (name the musical!) I love that my apartment is now decorated.  This may not seem like a big deal to some of you, but we lived in our house for 6 years and never hung a single item on the wall.  So yeah, its a huge deal.    I even found some great city pictures for the bathroom.  I went all out.  Anyway, here are a couple pictures of what I have ended up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My aunt gave me the picture in the center during my run of "Guys and Dolls" where I was playing Sarah.  It is one side of what was a reel cover.  (Like a record cover but it actually encased the movie reel).  The street sign photo on the left was bought on a recent trip to New York and the rest of the frames are filled in with various other New York city photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SkBmuKHeq2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Y5LMYg0YdBY/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SkBmuKHeq2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Y5LMYg0YdBY/s400/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350389300491889506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And my kitchen.  Equally awesome with the Eiffel Tower in the background!  (Sorry you can't really see it, I promise it is really there.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SkBm3LEGvBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/roXb9PBrjVw/s1600-h/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SkBm3LEGvBI/AAAAAAAAAKc/roXb9PBrjVw/s400/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350389455364996114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/6876155695057044103-992884492645277980?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/992884492645277980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=992884492645277980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/992884492645277980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/992884492645277980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/06/life-that-resembles-me.html' title='A Life That Resembles Me'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SkBmuKHeq2I/AAAAAAAAAKU/Y5LMYg0YdBY/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-4914155726285970198</id><published>2009-06-07T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:08:31.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>Salt Lake City hosted the annual Pride festival today...And even though the rain managed to give us all a good drenching as the parade went by, it was still fun and good to support the cause. Of course there were plenty of the "out there" type of entries....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SiybLCyotLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ixOz82fzeh4/s1600-h/IMG_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SiybLCyotLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ixOz82fzeh4/s320/IMG_0326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344817471812056242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there were also a lot of entries that were quite moving.  It was awesome to see Cleve Jones as the grand marshal for the parade (he was portrayed in the movie "&lt;a href="http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/03/milk.html"&gt;Milk&lt;/a&gt;" and has continued to champion the cause since Harvey Milk's death).  It was also moving to see many members of PFLAG expressing their support as parents, families and friends of lesbians and gays.  Seeing them made me think that the media should be focusing more on groups like these and less on the shocking type of entries.  It seems to me that is what pride is really about anyway...loving, understanding and supporting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SiybdvW889I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kqzB0a982Kg/s1600-h/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SiybdvW889I/AAAAAAAAAJk/kqzB0a982Kg/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344817793013183442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The parade ended with this huge flag which was just cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/Siyb68Cq2cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CeHIrqf83Nk/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/Siyb68Cq2cI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CeHIrqf83Nk/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344818294633978306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was fun to see a few friends along the route as well.  Yay for Utah Pride!&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/6876155695057044103-4914155726285970198?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/4914155726285970198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=4914155726285970198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4914155726285970198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4914155726285970198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/06/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SiybLCyotLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ixOz82fzeh4/s72-c/IMG_0326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-6664203327242152812</id><published>2009-05-20T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:43:58.493-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>I finally finished &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Reading-Lolita-Tehran-Memoir-Books/dp/0812979303/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1242884000&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reading Lolita in Tehran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  It really was a very interesting read, although not for the faint of heart.  I think I read three other books over the course of reading just this one.  Anyway, I want to share just one small quote from near the end of the book during the time the author is getting ready to leave Tehran.  I just liked the way she summed up, so succinctly, these kind of experiences in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You get a strange feeling when you're about to leave a place, like you'll not only miss the people you love but you'll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you'll never be this way ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-6664203327242152812?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/6664203327242152812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=6664203327242152812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6664203327242152812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6664203327242152812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/05/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-1798427129682932279</id><published>2009-05-17T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:02:35.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts/Music'/><title type='text'>The Passion of Sister Dottie S. Dixion</title><content type='html'>After hearing on the radio an advertisement for this show, something along the lines of "Sister Dottie S. Dixon, bridging the gap between the LDS and gay communities one casserole at a time", I knew this was a show I could not miss!  I promptly got tickets and enjoyed "The Passion" today, along with a healthy dose of poorly played primary songs, hymns and patriotic tunes, thanks to Dottie's friend Dartsey FoxMoreland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show is a one woman (er...man?) show with Dottie played by Charles Lynn Frost.  It depicts her journey growing up as a 10th generation Mormon, marrying in the LDS temple, raising their child Donny (who comes out to his parents at age 16), and ultimately dealing with her deep alliances to and love of both her gay son and the LDS church.  She believes she has received a calling from the Lord to bring together the LDS and gay communities by the year 2012 and promptly begins in the only way she knows how (by cooking a casserole for each of the Apostles and the First Presidency of course!).   The show was equal parts humerous, sincere and serious with one of my favorite moments being her depiction of driving to Nevada to play the nickle slots with her friend Dartsey only to have the car breakdown on the way there.  Of course they knelt down and prayed for help, first asking for forgiveness (although they hadn't really sinned yet and they were, after all, only going to play nickels) and then asking for the Lord to start their car so she could complete her newly found calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end the message of the show really was that every person's journey to God is a deeply personal one and that no one can follow the same path as another.   You could tell that most of the audience members connected to the show on a very personal level and could easily relate to the experiences of this mother.  The show gave each person there the recipe to living an authentic life with the key ingredients being to be true to themselves, stand up for what they believe is right, be courageous in the fight and finally to add in a can of Cream of Mushroom soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved this quote that she continually referred to as well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Well behaved women seldom make history."  &lt;/blockquote&gt;I also about died when she was wondering how her son could be gay, after all he had grown up doing all the right LDS things and singing all the LDS songs, including &lt;a href="http://mormontracks.com/Mormon%20-%20a.%20I%27m%20a%20Mormon.mp3"&gt;"I'm a Mormon, yes I am"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of this fantastic show and my childhood memories growing up LDS, here's a &lt;a href="http://mormontracks.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to all those great songs on the "I'm a Mormon" record by Janeen Brady!  Go ahead, sing along...I won't tell!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-1798427129682932279?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/1798427129682932279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=1798427129682932279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1798427129682932279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1798427129682932279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/05/passion-of-sister-dottie-s-dixion.html' title='The Passion of Sister Dottie S. Dixion'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-6963922309297261852</id><published>2009-05-12T20:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:18:59.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Something Other Than the Olive Garden</title><content type='html'>Okay, folks.  After one too many of my friends have told me how they came downtown and went to the Olive Garden before such and such event, I feel it my duty, to step in, and give you all some advice on the many other options you have for dining in Salt Lake City!  Friends!!  If you are coming downtown, I implore you to try something new, and enjoy all the various options you have when dining in the city!  To that end, here are some of my local favs (along with my favorite dishes)!  Try them out!  You won't be disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brugeswaffles.com/"&gt;Bruges Waffles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place just opened across from Pioneer Park.  I know what you are thinking but it is actually a really nice place to hang out in during the day.  Trust me.  Bruges makes the best waffle I have ever had.  Ever.  Even compared to Waffle House waffles (and those of you who have tried Waffle House waffles will know what i mean)  Anyway, back to Bruges, their waffles are more like dessert tho, so to round out the meal I suggest getting some of their tasty Frites (french fries).   Thats at least two food groups, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://salt.lake.city.diningguide.com/data/d100626.htm"&gt;Banbury Cross&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best donuts in town. Hands down.  Try a cinnamon one or a bear claw. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acmeburgercompany.com/"&gt;ACME Burgers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is good at ACME!  Everything.  It is a great place to go for Sunday Brunch. My favorite dish being the Rabanada French Toast - think, churros for breakfast.  But not a bad idea to split that with someone who is getting something a little less sweet, like possibly the Frittata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch or dinner they have amazing burgers and amazing everything else.  My fav is the ABC Mini (a small burger) with sweet potato fries.  If you want to go all out try their Cheese and Beer Fondue with Zuchinni sticks as an appetizer.  Also, the bread pudding is a tasty dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://settebello.net/"&gt;Settabello&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settabello serves Napoli style pizza (very thin crust) that is light and yummy.  They use the finest imported ingredients and everything is cooked in minutes in their wood fire brick oven.  My favorite pizza is the Margherita.  If you are planning on sharing the pizza, then you may want to get a salad as well.  I recommend the Caprese salad (fresh tomatoes and mozzerella covered in olive oil).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redrockbrewing.com/"&gt;Red Rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right next door to Settabello is another Salt Lake staple.  Apparently they make great beer but I tend to favor their homemade rootbeer!   Everything I have tried there is good so you really cannot go wrong with anything on the menu.  Their dark chocolate cake, tho, is perhaps the best reason to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blueiguanarestaurant.net/"&gt;Blue Iguana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, fresh mexican food.  Salt Lake also offers the Red Iguana on North Temple, but I like the way the Blue Iquana prepares my favorite dish, the Enchiladas Suiza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thaifoon.com/"&gt;Thaifoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thaifoon serves Thai and Chinese dishes and the dishes are fresh and original.  My favorite is the Sizzling Beef w/Asparagus.  If you know someone who doesn't think they like Chinese food, have them try this dish and they may just change their mind.  Also good are their coconut shrimp and their tasty chocolate volcano dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gourmandies.com/"&gt;The Bakery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All around best desserts.  Tons of options and they are open late (I think 9 pm).  They also have a good lunch and dinner menu but really, its the desserts.  They are amazing and plentiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.benscookies.com/usa/index.htm"&gt;Ben's Cookies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best cookies in town.  They close at 9-ish (really, that's is what it says on the door) so go before the show to pick out some treats for intermission or for afterwards.  Its at the Gateway so parking can be a bit tricky, if you are driving with someone, I recommend dropping them off and let them run in and get the cookies while you drive around the block.  Yeah, I know, probably more than you needed to know, but I just don't want anyone to miss out on the yummyness that is Ben's Cookies because they couldn't find a convenient parking place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6876155695057044103-6963922309297261852?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/6963922309297261852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=6963922309297261852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6963922309297261852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6963922309297261852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/05/something-other-than-olive-garden.html' title='Something Other Than the Olive Garden'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-3436645195510740501</id><published>2009-05-11T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:24:02.598-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Belief-o-Matic</title><content type='html'>I tried &lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Entertainment/Quizzes/BeliefOMatic.aspx"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out and found the results interesting and somewhat entertaining.   I wasn't surprised my beliefs most closely fit with the Unitarian Universalists but what exactly is a "Liberal Quaker?"   Isn't that an oxymoron?  Anyway, if you try it out, post a comment with your "scores"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1.     Unitarian Universalism  (100%)&lt;br /&gt;2.     Liberal Quakers (98%)&lt;br /&gt;3.     Reform Judaism (96%)&lt;br /&gt;7.     Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (79%)&lt;br /&gt;8.     Mahayana Buddhism (75%)&lt;br /&gt;9.     Secular Humanism (70%)&lt;br /&gt;14.     Scientology (62%)&lt;br /&gt;18.     Islam (58%)&lt;br /&gt;19.     Hinduism (49%)&lt;br /&gt;23.     Seventh Day Adventist (31%)&lt;br /&gt;24.     Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (28%)&lt;br /&gt;26.     Roman Catholic (20%)&lt;br /&gt;27.     Jehovah's Witness (13%) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-3436645195510740501?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/3436645195510740501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=3436645195510740501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3436645195510740501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3436645195510740501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/05/belief-o-matic.html' title='Belief-o-Matic'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-1996091117472855571</id><published>2009-05-10T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:38:42.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>A Day In the City</title><content type='html'>So I'm standing in front of three African young women in the Starbucks line today...I was intrigued and couldn't help listening in on their conversation... Here are a couple of the interesting fun quotes from that conversation (From what I could gather it seemed they were somewhat recent immigrants from Africa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Everyday is Mother's day [in America] for women from Kenya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In looking at the Ethos water bottle ...."Rural Kenya?  Where is that?  It says the sale of the water benefits the children in Rural Kenya...."  Which just struck me as funny, since it seems they were from there and were trying to figure out where, exactly, rural Kenya was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Arabs have all the money, and we ended up in America!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then on my way home another random guy on the streets wished me a Happy Mothers day.  Which was almost as good as last week when another random guy passed me and said "Hey Baby, what's goin on?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-1996091117472855571?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/1996091117472855571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=1996091117472855571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1996091117472855571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1996091117472855571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/05/day-in-city.html' title='A Day In the City'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5347125886065768512</id><published>2009-04-30T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:37:05.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>I Read History Books</title><content type='html'>There, I said it.  Not only do I read them, I get excited about reading them...I can't wait until the end of the day when I can take 45 minutes to an hour and dive into all those delicious facts and dates, places and well, people.  All this coming from a person who didn't even try taking the AP History test in high school because she just couldn't seem to remember all those dates and places and names!  And honestly, not much has changed...I still find myself getting lost in the numerous dates and names but it is the stories...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the stories&lt;/span&gt; of the people who lived through all these different times and places, those who lived through both the tragic and the mundane that so intrigue me.  At at risk of sounding cliche, I will say it anyway...there is so much to learn from what has happened in the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading "Massacre at Mountain Meadows" a few months ago but just couldn't get past the first chapter.  Too many dates, names and places and not enough story.  So early this week, I somewhat guiltily decided, "Hey this is my book, if I want to skip the first 100 pages, that is my right!" and quickly proceeded to the more captivating middle chapters.  I have had my nose stuck in that book in every spare moment ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a book about a tragic event that happened in Southern Utah in the late nineteenth century.    It's tragic on so many levels...tragic for the poor folks that were so wrongfully deceived and ultimately massacred, tragic for the Indians who were put in the middle of the conflict and, later, fully blamed for the outcome and tragic for many of the those who did the deceiving and killing all in the name of following the orders of their religious and civic leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To elaborate on the last point, the citizens of southern utah blindly followed their leaders without question to personal morals and what they may have personally thought was good and right.   In the investigation following the massacre "one man after another said he had gone to the Meadows because of military orders".  A military that was led by the religious leaders of the area.  Nephi Johnson, an Indian interpreter, said that "A good many [men] objected, but they didn't dare say anything".  They were told it was the right thing to do, and despite their misgivings, followed their leaders into "battle".  The women left behind were instructed by Sister Haight (wife of Issac Haight who was a chief leader in the planning and execution of the massacre) &lt;blockquote&gt;"the necessity of being obedient to their husbands" and not to be fearful in these "troublesome" and "squally" times". "We ought to attend to secret prayer in behalf of our husbands, sons, fathers, &amp;amp; brothers" and teach their children "the principles of righteousness, and to implant a desire in their hearts to avenge the blood of the prophets".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;They were told it was the right thing to do, and in the name of obedience, the Mormons in the area followed the counsel of their leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, this singular event in Utah history so clearly demonstrates the dangers of the us vs. them mentality.  When a group of people separate themselves so fully from another group that they honestly believe they are better and more privileged, it is a recipe for disaster.  As I think about it, I am reminded of a class I had in college.  The teacher had everyone stand in a line as she listed off the many things that we judge people by (and by doing so, separate ourselves from them) and for each thing (sexual preferences, religious preferences, etc. etc.) the students in the class that fit the descriptions stepped across the room, becoming the "them".  It was a truly eye opening experience as I realized that people I had put in the "them" category before, were really friends, acquaintances and classmates - people who up until that point I had considered to be just like me.   How could the tragic events of the massacre have turned out differently if the Mormons in the southern Utah community had attempted to get to know the families in the Arkansas train headed for California instead of  considering them "their common enemies"?   Surely they would have realized how similar they really were and would never have felt "justified in distroying them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this event occurred over century ago the key ideas that led to this disastrous event are still prevalent today.  As a society and responsible citizens we must always listen to our conscience and fight for what we believe is right, even if it is unpopular.  We must embrace and celebrate our differences, instead of condemning those that are not like us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5347125886065768512?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5347125886065768512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5347125886065768512' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5347125886065768512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5347125886065768512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-read-history-books.html' title='I Read History Books'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-731711289245547261</id><published>2009-04-07T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:57:18.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Who Determines What is Moral?</title><content type='html'>Today in the Deseret News there was an &lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/1,5143,705295741,00.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; about Vermont's Legislature overriding the Governor's veto to legalize gay marriage.  That makes four states now with legalized gay marriage.  Hooray for progress!  However, in reading some of the comments in the article this one really struck me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The economic downturn is troubling but nothing compared to the immoral practices this country is starting to embrace. Legalizing gay marriage is just plain dangerous and destructive. Our society becoming immoral will destroy us. I hope for our countries sake that this trend does not continue. It amazes me how blind people have become.&lt;/blockquote&gt;As I read that it sounded eerily familiar to things I have been reading in the book "Reading Lolita in Tehran".  In this book, the author describes the many freedoms that were slowly taken away from the Iranian people all in the name of morality.  If you replace the words "Legalizing gay marriage" in the comment above with any number of other freedoms that were withheld from the Iranian people all in the name of morality you start to see the problem with this line of reasoning.  Freedoms such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Allowing people to read fiction from American authors"&lt;br /&gt;"Allowing women to go outdoors uncovered"&lt;br /&gt;"Allowing freedom of speech"&lt;br /&gt;"Allowing religious freedom"&lt;br /&gt;Etc. Etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my question is:  Who gets to determine what is moral and what is not?  Just because the majority believes something is immoral, does that make it so?  Every right that was taken away from the Iranian people (women especially) was similarly explained away as being "immoral" and destructive to society as a whole.    Now, these same arguments are being used in the United States to justify the restriction of rights of a minority or, rather, the rights of our friends and neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As has been proved by history, what is considered "moral" will vary greatly depending on religious and political influences.   Maybe instead we need to focus on love.  If we love our neighbors, wouldn't we want them to be happy?  Wouldn't we want them to have the same freedoms we have?   Its time for those who think gay marriage is immoral to examine a little more closely that other Christian value... "Love thy neighbor as thyself".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-731711289245547261?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/731711289245547261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=731711289245547261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/731711289245547261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/731711289245547261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/04/who-determines-what-is-moral.html' title='Who Determines What is Moral?'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5671738294698145737</id><published>2009-04-07T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T21:37:40.435-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='City Livin&apos;'/><title type='text'>Freaky</title><content type='html'>After putting in my order at the local sandwich shop today, they call out "Jan" to let me know my order is ready.  Me and another woman step to the counter...Apparently I am not the only Jan ordering a sandwich which is actually pretty unusual...I mean you may think Jan is a somewhat common name, but it's no Michael or Jennifer, for sure.  Stranger, tho, was that we had both ordered half an egg salad on wheat.  Yeah, I know, freaky, right?  I think I ended up with her sandwich...Hopefully she is not upset when she finds salt and pepper added to hers!  Oops!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5671738294698145737?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5671738294698145737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5671738294698145737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5671738294698145737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5671738294698145737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/04/freaky.html' title='Freaky'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8657807635506730533</id><published>2009-03-16T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:04:54.862-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Milk</title><content type='html'>So I finally saw this movie last night...(yes, I have found a new favorite Sunday evening activity...Going to the movies!)...and found it both inspiring and depressing.  Equal parts of both, I'm afraid.  Perhaps if I lived in a different state I could have watched and just thought, "Wow, look what this man did.  He stood up for himself and fought for civil rights for all and truly made a difference."  Of course the ending of this true story is tragic and disheartening, but possibly I could have looked at it as "Well at least we have come a long way since then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, living in Utah, it made me leave feeling depressed that our state of Utah isn't much further along in the battle for basic civil rights for all people than California was more than 30 years ago.  Just a couple weeks ago, a &lt;a href="http://le.utah.gov/%7E2009/bills/hbillamd/hb0267s01.pdf"&gt;bill&lt;/a&gt; was presented to the Utah legislature that would have guaranteed that homosexual people living in Utah could not be fired,denied work or denied housing based on their sexual preference.  When I heard of this &lt;a href="http://le.utah.gov/%7E2009/bills/hbillamd/hb0267s01.pdf"&gt;bill&lt;/a&gt; it seemed like a no-brainer, I mean I thought it was already illegal to so blatantly discriminate against people in our community.  It seemed like one of those bills that should have been added to the books years ago and was maybe just over looked and forgotten about. Sadly, this was not the case and in true Utah fashion, the &lt;a href="http://le.utah.gov/%7E2009/bills/hbillamd/hb0267s01.pdf"&gt;bill&lt;/a&gt; didn't even get past committee!  It lost 5-8 despite &lt;a href="http://revsean.com/?p=711"&gt;heartfelt testimony&lt;/a&gt; from those championing the cause.  How is this possible?  How, even in one of the most conservative states, could it be considered okay to discriminate in this way?  While states like California have moved on to battling over the more current and controversial issue of marriage, those who care about the homosexual community in Utah are still stuck fighting for the most simple basic rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the Deseret News patted the Utah Legislature on the back for how "smooth" the legislative session went saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deseretnews.com/article/1,5143,705290559,00.html"&gt;"all the while, controversial issues, like gay rights ...... seemed to just fade away."&lt;/a&gt;  How sad that such an important issue was struck down and hardly noticed by the press and general population.   What will it take to bring the legislature of Utah out of the dark ages (well the '70's anyway) and get them to truly embrace the love that they so freely preach from the pulpit on Sunday?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8657807635506730533?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8657807635506730533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8657807635506730533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8657807635506730533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8657807635506730533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/03/milk.html' title='Milk'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-2344047264443251709</id><published>2009-03-03T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:02:33.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>Me vs. The Vending Machines</title><content type='html'>So today, I really wanted an orange juice to go with my breakfast sandwich from across the street.  The sandwich shop didn't have any, so I went back up to my desk and gathered a dollar bill, a quarter, and a five dollar bill (just in case it was more than $1.25) and went back down to the second floor to the juice vending machine.   Little did I know that the juice vending machine along with its vending machine neighbors were secretly all plotting against me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see right off that an orange juice is $1.50.  No problem!  I load my five dollar bill into the machine and it spits it right out again.  Try again. Same result.  In and out.  So I try the dollar bill changer to hopefully get some quarters.  But same result as the vending machine... in and out.  I'm not ready to give up yet, so I decide to load my five dollar bill into another vending machine, choose something for later and then use the change to get my orange juice.  That machine gave me back 4 dollar coins and .15 cents (and a bag of Twizzlers).  So now I proceed to load the dollar coin into the juice machine.   It drops through.  I pull it out and try again.  This time it eats it!  Doesn't fall through, won't give it back and no dollar credit.  Hmph!   However, not easily deterred, I see that vending machine #3 has gum for .50 cents.  Perfect!  I'll purchase some gum and then get back two quarters leaving me a dollar bill and three quarters.  More than enough!  Except...I put in my dollar and try to select the letter for the gum.  Apparently the 'H' button is out of order....sooooo no gum.   No worries, I select something else (this time a granola bar) and get back .15 cents.   Add that to what I have and I now have one dollar and 55 cents in change.  I'm set!  Except... Now the juice machine won't take my one dollar bill either.  Apparently the juice machine doesn't like paper money...who knew?  But no worries, a nice lady is close by and seeing my predicament, offers me four quarters for my dollar.  I am so close I can almost taste the citrus-y yummyness that is waiting for me.  Carefully I pop in my 6 quarters and select the number for the orange juice.  The machine slides over to my selection, gets the juice, slides it back to the dispenser, the dispenser opens, I reach in and.......(drumroll please!)......IT'S FROZEN!!!!  So I get to eat my breakfast longingly staring at my completely frozen orange juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm pretty sure the vending machine gods were against me today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-2344047264443251709?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/2344047264443251709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=2344047264443251709' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2344047264443251709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2344047264443251709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/03/me-vs-vending-machines.html' title='Me vs. The Vending Machines'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8681757379399343600</id><published>2009-02-03T14:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T14:43:18.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Model for World Peace</title><content type='html'>It was 10 AM in the Rocky Mountains.  I was here.  One guy was in Houston.  The other in Bangalore, India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together we worked on the same problem, sharing screens, files and information.  Together we communicated and understood each other.  Together we made progress.  And together we will solve the problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8681757379399343600?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8681757379399343600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8681757379399343600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8681757379399343600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8681757379399343600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2009/02/model-for-world-peace.html' title='A Model for World Peace'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-4075167679929855101</id><published>2008-12-24T12:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T13:31:05.617-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>Christmas Rant</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm a grinch.  I don't try to hide it.  I have absolutely zero Christmas decorations at my place and I try to take the bare minimum approach to everything Christmas.  I have attempted to listen to Christmas music once or twice, but get so annoyed by the cheesy versions of Shirley Temple singing "Nuttin for Christmas" that I am forced to turn it off, or wish I could turn it off...really if I am paying dearly for a meal at a fine dining restaraunt, should I really be forced to listen to that?  Really?!!  Might not a symphonic recording of Christmas music be slightly more appropriate for such a place?  Is it really that hard to find decent not-so-annoying Christmas music? IS IT?!!! But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats reason one I guess...the music...Not the good &amp;amp; new music, no, I'm talking about the annoying versions of the same old tunes I have heard since I was three years old.  They were great when I was three, but yeah, 30 years later, please, just someone make it stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,  I hate the expectations of Christmas.  I hate that people expect that you just must get all excited about Christmas the day after thanksgiving and that if you don't then you are somehow anti-Jesus and deserve nothing but a huge lump of coal in your stocking.   Is it really necessary to entertain the same level of enthusiasim for a holiday that I had when I was five?  Why is it not OK to reserve my excitement for a few days before...you know, for the days when all the stress of the holiday (figuring out what to get people, shopping, wrapping) is over with and I can can actually enjoy it (giving, enjoying time with family, time off work, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my next reason...Buying presents.   I love getting that perfect present ready and put together for that perfect person and giving it to them in that perfectly magical Christmas moment...Well, as long as I have a really great idea that I am certain that person will like.  But honestly, how often does that happen?  Maybe one gift out of 10?  Maybe one year out of three?  So, for the rest of the people that are on your list you are scrambling...thinking of what you could possibly get this person that you really don't know very well or that person who already has everything, or this other person who you know will be getting a stellar gift from someone else and you want yours to be at least comparable to that one. So you end up heading to Wal-Mart at the last moment, rummaging through one picked over isle after another looking for a gift that will probably just be regifted anyway and end up with...*Drumroll please*  The All-in-one fruitcake maker!!!!  Now really, who wouldn't want that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to all of you little Who's out there...please just head back to the suburbs (and quit taking up all the metered parking downtown!  Me and my CNG car are supposed to have free metered parking, not you! Ok, now I'm kidding...well...sort of ;-)  and have yourself a  merry little Christmas...Just let me enjoy mine on my own terms.  Curled up with a blanket, some hot chocolate, a cookie and a book listening to the Christmas bells echoing through the windows from the church on the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-4075167679929855101?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/4075167679929855101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=4075167679929855101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4075167679929855101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4075167679929855101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-rant.html' title='Christmas Rant'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8742708033230421911</id><published>2008-12-04T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T13:07:08.197-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><title type='text'>Perhaps a sticky bun, or four?</title><content type='html'>So, as if it isn't bad enough that I currently live about a block away from the &lt;a href="http://www.benscookies.com/usa/index.htm"&gt;best cookies ever&lt;/a&gt;, today I managed to fall upon the most amazing bakery/pastry shop and it's only a block and a half away from my work.  I'm ruined, I tell you!  RUINED!  This bakery has everything...every amazing dessert you can imagine and they are all just waiting for me.  Creme Brulee, Marzipon cake,  cookies, pastries, chocolates...everything.   Anyone that knows me, already knows that I have a serious dessert addiction...I'm the person who wants to see the dessert menu first so that I can plan accordingly for the rest of the meal...the one who bases the quality of a restaraunt on the quality of their dessert.  And now,  there are 50+ desserts calling to me, a block and a half away from the place where I spend the majority of my days, patiently waiting their turn as I unsuccessfully attempt to fight my inner sugar demon....Did I mention I'm ruined?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8742708033230421911?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8742708033230421911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8742708033230421911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8742708033230421911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8742708033230421911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/12/perhaps-sticky-bun-or-two.html' title='Perhaps a sticky bun, or four?'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-3357759319512253153</id><published>2008-11-29T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:33:38.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts/Music'/><title type='text'>Sure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sure on this shining night&lt;br /&gt;Of star-made shadows round&lt;br /&gt;Kindness must watch for me&lt;br /&gt;This side the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The late year lies down the north,&lt;br /&gt;All is healed, all is health&lt;br /&gt;High summer holds the earth,&lt;br /&gt;Hearts all whole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure on this shining night&lt;br /&gt;I weep for wonder&lt;br /&gt;Wandr’ing far alone&lt;br /&gt;Of shadows on the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 20px; margin-bottom: 3px;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://oldpoetry.com/oauthor/show/James_Agee"&gt;James Agee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  1909-1955&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/6876155695057044103-3357759319512253153?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/3357759319512253153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=3357759319512253153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3357759319512253153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3357759319512253153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/11/sure.html' title='Sure'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-1681409472015121341</id><published>2008-11-25T14:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:39:03.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside Down</title><content type='html'>Has your life ever been so completely turned upside down that you can barely keep up with your day to day activities (ie. working, eating, breathing, etc.)  let alone find any time or desire to participate in the other activities you know you once enjoyed (ie. singing, dancing, reading, blogging, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you are wondering what has happened to me this last month, the above pretty much sums it up.  Things are starting to mellow out though and there are even a couple things on the horizon that I am actually looking forward to in the coming months.   So don't worry, I will come up with something interesting to write about very soon....well just as soon as I can remember what, exactly, I am interested in...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-1681409472015121341?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/1681409472015121341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=1681409472015121341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1681409472015121341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1681409472015121341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/11/upside-down.html' title='Upside Down'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-1500588540207010510</id><published>2008-11-03T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:16:55.012-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>I Voted!</title><content type='html'>So I took advantage of the early voting option since I will not be near my regular polling location on the big election day tomorrow.   The wait in line and the actual voting process added up to about an hour of my time, (maybe these election people should talk to Disney about a FastPass option?  Just sayin...)  but it wasn't so bad because I got to be entertained by all the very interesting/strange people waiting in line.    The right to vote is just that, a right of every American citizen of age to cast their vote voicing their opinion on the direction of the country and local politics.  Women, men, old, young, poor, rich, everyone can vote.  Its kind of cool in a way and the make up of people standing in the early voting line showed a rather interesting cross section of good ole American folk.  I couldn't help but notice the guy rambling on about nothing and everything directly behind me.   He was having a hard time waiting in line and finally a poll worker noticed and invited him to go directly to the front of the line to which he responds "Where is it? How do I get there?"  Um, follow the line to the front? maybe?  Many standing in line were smart enough to bring books or laptops to keep themselves busy in line...Since I didn't bring any of those items, I just let myself be entertained by everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I am glad that the election will (finally) be over tomorrow.  Ever since the primaries I have been worried about how the presidential race will turn out.  I am thrilled that Obama is ahead in the polls and am hoping beyond hope that the polls are right!  He is exactly what this country needs after 8 years of Bush,  someone who thinks with his head, reasons out the issues and determines the best solutions without giving into knee jerk reactions.   His inexperience does not bother me...some of the best leaders in the business world are not the ones who know everything about the entire business, but rather the ones that know who to ask for help and to turn to for advice, can listen to problems and help coordinate solutions.  I think Obama can do this for our country and that he will prove to be a powerful leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Obama!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and if you are in the Utah 3rd District...Chaffetz?  Really? REALLY!!?!? For the record, I voted for the other guy...I'm not even sure who the other guy was, but Chaffetz is just scary, SCARY I tell you!  Every time I have heard his commercials I just wanted to scream and run away to hide. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, if you are in California, please, PLEASE, vote NO on prop 8.  It is just the right thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-1500588540207010510?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/1500588540207010510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=1500588540207010510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1500588540207010510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/1500588540207010510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-voted.html' title='I Voted!'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-4484141149410360575</id><published>2008-10-19T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:52:18.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>What I Learned On My Vacation</title><content type='html'>1.  It is possible to fly in an airplane without completely freaking out.  (Possible, yes, but not guaranteed!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Leaving your camera at home is not always a bad thing if it gives you an excuse to get that new camera you've been wanting for a long time.  Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPv_t0tFmsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kfpSLUGRkG0/s1600-h/Camera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPv_t0tFmsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kfpSLUGRkG0/s200/Camera.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259078152592136898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Georgia is a very romantic looking place.  Lots of whitewashed bridges spanning immaculate ponds/lakes in front of large plantation-like houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPwA_vUMGLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BkdFf-x9lZI/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPwA_vUMGLI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BkdFf-x9lZI/s200/IMG_0023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259079559894800562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Southern food is YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Lodging in Disney World is way overpriced, but still worth it to be so close to all the resorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Don't wait to buy that perfect souvenier...Chances are there will be no convenient time to return when you finally decide you really do want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  An extra pair of flip flops in the back pack may just make the difference between&lt;br /&gt;walking the next day and being forced to tool around on a grandma Disney scooter. (Trust me, not cool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  When visiting Disney World, the Deluxe Meal Plan is a MUST!  Fine dining every night...Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Waiting in line is not very fun even at the happiest place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mission_Space"&gt;I never want to be an astronaut&lt;/a&gt;.  'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. I still think it would be fun to dance/sing/whatever for Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Space Mountain is not as cool as it once was, but Pirates of the Caribbean is better than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. "Off-season" and "Disney World" are oxymoron's.  Less crowded is still crazy crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The "fast-pass" is a good idea in theory but does not always work out like you hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Biking on the beach is fun, but a lot more work than it looks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Beach sunsets are spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPwJU_hWoPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3s9C-Br3lvA/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPwJU_hWoPI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3s9C-Br3lvA/s200/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259088721115259122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Jellyfish are scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Waffle House waffles are A-MAY-ZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. When in high places, it can be nice to have friends in low places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Not being able to access a computer for 8 days is a problem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. It's always nice to come home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-4484141149410360575?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/4484141149410360575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=4484141149410360575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4484141149410360575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/4484141149410360575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-learned-on-my-vacation.html' title='What I Learned On My Vacation'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SPv_t0tFmsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kfpSLUGRkG0/s72-c/Camera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-3952774300921703961</id><published>2008-10-06T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T10:36:11.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Why People Leave Podcast</title><content type='html'>I recently listened to the podcast titled &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uZQJc5SxnVs"&gt;"Why People Leave the LDS Church and what [you] can do about it".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are like me and have left the LDS church, I think you will enjoy this podcast simply because it's refreshing to hear an active member of the LDS church recognize and validate the concerns of so many post/ex mormons.  If you are an active LDS member, then this podcast may give you a better understanding of why so many people leave the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that Mr. Dehlin did a pretty good job of covering many of the issues people have with the church but I found myself disagreeing with several of his summary statements at the end.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of his main summarizing points was that LDS people struggling with their faith can still find a way to be Mormon on their own terms by not worrying about the stuff they disagree with or find offensive.  However,  this goes against some of the rather recent teachings of the LDS church.  In the April 2003 Priesthood session, Gordon B. Hinkley said &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;locale=0&amp;sourceId=917eee9ba42fe010VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;hideNav=1"&gt;"Each of us has to face the matter—either the Church is true, or it is a fraud. There is no middle ground. It is the Church and kingdom of God, or it is nothing."&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Dehlin counters by saying to forget about "true" and replace it with "good".  He says that if the LDS church brings you joy then to not worry about all the discrepancies and just enjoy being part of the good.  Unfortunately he does not address the possibility that the church does not always bring happiness and joy to everyone.  It is hard for me to see the church's stance on Women's roles as good, or their racist history concerning blacks in the priesthood as good or even their current standing on Proposition 8 in California and their &lt;a href="http://www.nine-moons.com/2008/08/07/the-my-girl-bill/"&gt;soliciting of funds&lt;/a&gt; to support this political issue as good.  Certainly there are many parts of the LDS faith that are, indeed, very good, but for me they do not outweigh the many problems of the LDS Church that make it not only untrue, but also, not so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also mentions that no church or organization is perfect and that if we based every relationship or affiliation on its "perfectness" that we wouldn't be part of anything.  This wouldn't be so hard for me to accept if the LDS church did not claim to be  &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=2354fccf2b7db010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;locale=0&amp;sourceId=d7d1558fcc599110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;hideNav=1"&gt;"the true Church, the only true Church"&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Further the LDS people are promised that &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;locale=0&amp;sourceId=cc52b4f40c9db010VgnVCM1000004d82620a____&amp;hideNav=1"&gt;"The Lord will never let his mouthpiece lead the people astray" and that the prophets words should be considered scripture.&lt;/a&gt;  A church that makes these kinds of promises and claims makes it difficult to accept the many flaws and problems with prophets like Brigham Young and Joseph Smith and the current stances of the LDS church and presidency.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for all you Mormon's and ex/post mormons out there, I hope you will find this podcast at the very least interesting and hopefully useful.  Dehlin's main points of loving those that have left the church and understanding and accepting their new beliefs promotes a Christ-like love that is sometimes hard to find for many post Mormons in their LDS communities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-3952774300921703961?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/3952774300921703961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=3952774300921703961' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3952774300921703961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3952774300921703961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-recently-listened-to-podcast-titled.html' title='Why People Leave Podcast'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5508266373245162297</id><published>2008-10-01T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:29:17.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>One Step Forward, Two Steps Back</title><content type='html'>Pull up a chair, grab some popcorn and enjoy the show tomorrow as Sarah Palin debates Joe Biden about the key current political issues of today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually, I think I need to use the term "debate" rather loosely in this context.  Honestly, I cannot imagine how Palin can successfully debate Biden when she has a hard time even putting together &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=heAibiOJ5NE"&gt;a coherent thought on the subject of the bailout&lt;/a&gt;...or was it healthcare? or was it job creation? or tax relief? or trade?  Really, what in the hell &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; she talking about? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love the idea of finally having a woman in the White House, but Sarah Palin is an embarrassment to all of those women that have forged the path ahead of her thus allowing her such an honor.  Palin perpetuates the horrible stereotypes of women that the feminist movement has fought since the 1960's to overcome.  In the few interviews she has had with the press she comes off as an attractive unthinking, unknowing, and wholly uninformed woman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but wonder how a woman who &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KyoafptEm5c"&gt;cannot answer the simplest of questions&lt;/a&gt;, a question that any person I know could answer without even thinking, could possibly come to have power over our lives and the direction of nation?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ms. Palin cannot even articulate what she reads (presuming she does, in fact, at least occasionally read) how can she effectively serve the country as vice-president? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By McCain choosing her as his VP pick is he telling us that it does not matter how smart a woman is or what or how she thinks as long as the woman looks good by his side?  We do not need a woman like this in the White House.  She will do more harm than good for the independent thinking women of this nation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5508266373245162297?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5508266373245162297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5508266373245162297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5508266373245162297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5508266373245162297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/10/sarah-palin.html' title='One Step Forward, Two Steps Back'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8734071482796012661</id><published>2008-09-14T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T12:57:38.241-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Jane Eyre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1nabVZE6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/l5eJ5o6lJJw/s1600-h/JaneEyre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1nabVZE6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/l5eJ5o6lJJw/s200/JaneEyre.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245962844668236706" border="0" height=125/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"My spirit is willing to do what is right; and my flesh, I hope, is strong enough to accomplish the will of Heaven, when once that will is distinctly known to me.  At any rate, it shall be strong enough to search-inquire-to grope an outlet from this clowd of doubt, and find the open day of certainty."&lt;/span&gt; - Jane Eyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just finished reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jane-Penguin-Classics-Charlotte-Bront%C3%AB/dp/0141441143/ref=pd_bbs_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1221420713&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/a&gt; by Charlotte Bronte for the second time.  I love this book and enjoyed it nearly as much the second time through as I did the first.  The above quote comes near the end of the book and was one of my favorites.  It comes at a point in the story when John has told Jane that she needs to marry him and become a missionary at his side in order to do the will of God.  Jane has a great desire to do the "right" thing in the sight of God but she is forced to question if what he is asking is the right path for her.  Throughout the book, I was drawn to Jane's determination to find her own path, the right path for her a she searched out that "open day of certainty".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I've been reading the book I've also been falling in love with the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Jane-Eyre-Musical-Original-Broadway/dp/B000051Y31/ref=pd_bbs_3?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1221420492&amp;amp;sr=8-3"&gt;Jane Eyre soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;.  I know it has not been a favorite of many but it has been fun to read the book and listen to the soundtrack at the same time.  I have loved how so many of lyrics for the musical were pulled directly from the book.  It also seems that so much of the music perfectly captures the feeling and emotion that passes between Jane and Rochester throughout the book;  beautiful, soaring and haunting melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the story, Jane has found her calling and purpose in life.  She closes her story by saying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth.  I hold myself supremely blest ... To be together is for us to be at once as free as in solitude, as gay as in company... we are perfectly suited in character - perfect concord is the result."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Perhaps this is why the story of Jane Eyre, first published in 1847, resonates so well with those of us who read it today.  After countless trials and errors along the way, Jane ultimately searches out and discovers what is most important in her life, to love and to be loved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8734071482796012661?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8734071482796012661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8734071482796012661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8734071482796012661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8734071482796012661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/09/jane-eyre.html' title='Jane Eyre'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1nabVZE6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/l5eJ5o6lJJw/s72-c/JaneEyre.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5377267096066660930</id><published>2008-09-10T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:27:09.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>Crappiest Website on Earth</title><content type='html'>How is it possible that the owners of the Happiest Place(s) on Earth (which also just happened to rake in a mere &lt;a href="http://money.cnn.com/magazines/fortune/fortune500/2007/snapshots/1416.html"&gt;3,374 MILLION dollars&lt;/a&gt; in profits last year alone) also happen to have the &lt;a href="http://disneyworld.disney.go.com/wdw/index"&gt;Crappiest Website on Earth&lt;/a&gt;?  How?  Please tell me.  I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm spending thousands of dollars on that "magical" vacation of a lifetime, then don't I deserve a pleasant booking experience?  Oh sure, at first the website gives you that same magic filled feeling you had as a young child the first time you stood in front of Cinderella's Castle (which is conveniently helped by the fact that the castle is the first thing you see on the web page).  The colors are bright and vibrant and the page slowly scrolls through all those magical moments you are sure to experience once you have booked your trip.   And, if all this weren't enough to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, Mickey is there too to welcome you to this "happy" place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as you start to actually &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;use&lt;/span&gt; the website tho, all of the illusion of magic and happiness begins to fade.  If you make one tiny little mistake on a form an error is returned and ALL of your info is wiped out.  Yup, you get to start over... start typing (again) but proceed with caution.  Don't accidentally hit the "Enter" button before you are through or who knows where you will end up.   But rest assured it will mean you will be starting over from the beginning and retyping everything again.  Hopefully you are not in a hurry since all this typing and retyping is going to take some time, not to mention that even a successful form submission (if you somehow manage, by some miracle, to not unintentionally piss off the magical website fairies in the process) is painfully slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you manage to actually complete the process and book your vacation on the Disney website then you are a true winner! (Akin to making it through a whole day at one of their theme parks without getting that signature red cherry snow cone stain down the front of your very white shirt).  I am happy to report, that after a few tries, I WON!  Our Disney vacation is now booked. Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lucky for me, I got to have that fabulous Disney website experience again today as I shopped for a Disney honeymoon registry gift for a wedding shower of one of my friends.  After retyping everything 2-3 times I was finally successful, only to find out that the "card" I was supposed to be able to print out with my personal greeting, was somehow missing MY PERSONAL GREETING!!  So I ended up with "Congratulations!" +  BIG BLANK SPACE +  Mickey and his magic Cinderella castle at the bottom.  Terrific. It should be noted that at this point any and all warm fuzzy feelings had now, somehow, magically disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, by the time we (and my friend) actually go on our dream vacation, the magic Disney fairies will show mercy on us and make sure that all our dreams really do come true.  After all, after going through all the hassle of booking the trip, don't we deserve at least that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5377267096066660930?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5377267096066660930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5377267096066660930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5377267096066660930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5377267096066660930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/09/crappiest-website-on-earth.html' title='Crappiest Website on Earth'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-7409294961569235373</id><published>2008-09-02T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:36:36.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life is Good'/><title type='text'>Tis the Season...</title><content type='html'>...for Starbucks Hot Chocolate!  Mmmm.  Seriously. So. Good.  Of course, I've been drinking it through the summer months as well (I mean, just because its warm, doesn't mean I should go without this tasty treat for 3+ months!)  but it is really made that much better when there is a slight chill in the air.  Which, although off topic, also serves as a reminder that snowboarding season is just around the corner!  Ordered my Snowbird pass yesterday! Can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-7409294961569235373?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/7409294961569235373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=7409294961569235373' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7409294961569235373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7409294961569235373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/09/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season...'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-6804091261652374868</id><published>2008-09-01T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T10:03:58.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Why I Left</title><content type='html'>I had a friend recently ask me my reasons for leaving the LDS church and since that is an entry I have been meaning to write anyway, I have included my reasons below (in no particular order).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Women’s Roles&lt;/span&gt; – This has always been a sticking point for me.  From the time I first entered the Young Women’s program I was annoyed with the things we did for activities and were told were important.  We spent many activity days making cookies or doing crafts or some other kind of homemaking activity.  I was never really interested in those things.  I wanted to be doing the things the boys were doing in Scouts.  Things like hiking, camping, sleeping in snow caves, etc.  It seemed that the Scouts got to attend several camp outs a year and the young women were limited to one camping trip that usually involved irritating activities like decorating your tent or your camp t-shirt.  The reasoning given for the Scouts seemingly endless activities was that they were not really affiliated with the church and were a separate entity that the church simply endorsed.  However, callings were (and continue to be) given by the LDS Bishops to leadership positions within the church as well as fund raisers sponsored by the church etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s where I came from.  As I grew up I found myself disagreeing more and more with the LDS church’s stance on women’s roles.  I put myself through college, got a degree in Computer Science,  started a career and excelled in the business world.  I got married and continued to work.  Neither one of us were ready for children and so we have put that off as well.  I do not work because we need the money and can not figure out another way to get by.  I work because I enjoy it, because I feel I have something special I can give to the world and because I need to feel a certain amount of independence.  My feelings on what a women could (and possibly should) be constantly conflicted with what I was learning every week at Church.  I did not agree with statements like the following from the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/library/display/0,4945,161-1-11-1,00.html"&gt;“Proclamation to the World”.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By divine design, fathers are to preside over their families in love and righteousness and are responsible to provide the necessities of life and protection for their families. Mothers are primarily responsible for the nurture of their children.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I felt (and still do) that it is the Mother and Father's combined responsibility to care for the family and to provide for the household.  Each couple should be left to determine the best way to divide those responsibilities between each other.   Members of the church may counter that current prophets have encouraged just this,  however, lessons are still being taught in church every week as doctrine, such as the following from Spencer W. Kimball as taught in the current manual for the &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=cf755f74db46c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=f170be335dc20110VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1&amp;amp;contentLocale=0"&gt;Marriage and Family Relations Course&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Some of them are quite willing to help earn that lavish living by continuing employment after marriage. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They consequently leave the home, where their duty lies,&lt;/span&gt; to pursue professional or business pursuits, thus establishing an economy that becomes stabilized so that it becomes very difficult to yield toward the normal family life. Through both spouses’ working, competition rather than cooperation enters the family. Two weary workers return home with taut nerves, individual pride, increased independence, and then misunderstandings arise. Little frictions pyramid into monumental ones.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was absolutely blown away by this.  So now, not only was I not to work when we had children, I shouldn’t work after marriage either?  I just could not agree that a woman's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;duty&lt;/span&gt; lies in the home. Further, if the argument is made that this is not the the official position of the church, then WHY is it still included in the current lesson materials?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as I consider the possibility of one day raising children, I have to ask myself if I want my girls to be taught the same things I had learned as a young woman regarding women's roles.   The answer is a very simple, "No".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stance on Homosexuality&lt;/span&gt; -  I do not believe that marriage can or should only be between one man and one woman.  I believe that everyone should have the same right to the pursuit of happiness as I do as a heterosexual.  I am constantly frustrated by the church saying on one hand that they do not get involved in politics only to contradict themselves by encouraging members to vote for or against certain laws that will limit the basic rights of the homosexual community. If I am following Jesus’s example to “Love one another” than how could I possibly say that a homosexual person should not find love and happiness in their own lives in whatever way they can?  Their choices do not hurt me, or my family or the LDS church.  About a year ago we had dinner with a couple in our neighborhood and the topic of discussion turned to this.  They asked how I could reconcile my membership in the church with my beliefs on marriage and homosexuality.  The only answer I could give them is that I could not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Temple &lt;/span&gt; - Okay, I have to be careful on this one, I really don’t want to offend any faithful Mormons out there by addressing this topic, but since it is one of the reasons I left the church, I feel I must address it. For me, the Temple experience felt like signing my life away before I was allowed to read the fine print.  No one will really tell you what ordinances you will be making in the Temple before you go, and it is considered wrong to attempt to research it outside of official church sources.  A few minutes into the ceremony they ask if anyone would like to leave to raise your hand and they will escort you out.  However, at this point you still have no idea what you are getting yourself into so how can you possibly know to raise your hand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience in the Temple was only a couple weeks before my pending Temple marriage.  The invitations were sent and this was one of the last steps I needed to take before the big day.  I was nervous about it and didn’t really feel ready, but I had to go in order to be married in the Temple and I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAD &lt;/span&gt;to be married in the Temple.  That is just how it is done.  When I came home after that experience I just cried.  I was so frustrated.  I hated wearing the garments and I felt completely overwhelmed by the whole experience.  I didn’t feel any of the feelings I was supposed to feel, like peace or happiness or anything.  I just felt bleh.  Needless to say, I can count on my hands how many times I went back.  Now that I have been out of the church for a while and have had time to research the Temple ceremony, I have found other problems with it which I will not go into.  If you would like to know more, simply google "LDS Temple Ceremony" to research some of the issues on your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Conviction of Joseph Smith &lt;/span&gt;-  I never had a strong testimony of Joseph Smith or felt convinced that he had really seen what he claimed or that he had really translated the Book of Mormon.  I did try and gain my own testimony of this. I had learned my entire life that if I just kept doing all the "right things" and believing and praying that I would eventually gain that testimony that everyone else seemed to have. In temple interviews I would say, "yes I believe that" because I did believe it. But I never felt I had that strong feeling about Joseph Smith that I have heard so many others express in their testimonies, but I wanted it to be true and I really tried to believe that it was. I never felt I could say "I Know" this is true about anything in the LDS church. However, when I left the church I told those closest to me that it really didn’t matter to me if Joseph Smith did those things or not, because I felt that the LDS church of today was not true.  At the very least, not true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open Discussion Not Tolerated &lt;/span&gt; -  This drives me CRAZY!  Issues would come up that I wanted to talk to my friends or family about and everyone would treat me as if I was evil for wanting to know or questioning a certain position of the church.  A church that claims it is the only true church should be able to stand up to the most careful scrutiny.  But as soon as you ask questions or disagree with something stated as truth by the :LDS Prophets, you are labeled “evil”.  A fine example of this comes from a &lt;a href="http://mormontimes.com/WC_headquarters.php?id=1663"&gt;Mormon Times article&lt;/a&gt; I recently read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Evil speaking of the Lord's anointed is in a class by itself. It is one thing to depreciate a person who exercises corporate power or even government power. It is quite another thing to criticize or depreciate a person for the performance of an office to which he or she has been called of God. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It does not matter that the criticism is true&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Only True Church&lt;/span&gt; – I have never been able to reconcile that the LDS church believes it is the only true church on this Earth.  It always made more sense to me that there are multiple ways to God and that everyone needs to find their own way to be spiritually connected, whether that be through Jesus, Allah, Buddha or ???  I was always frustrated by the focus of “Every Member a Missionary” when I felt that if my neighbor was not Mormon and was happy, then who was I to interfere?   If they were happy with their current path, why should I try and convert them to Mormonism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Book of Abraham&lt;/span&gt; -  Several parts of the original Book of Abraham have been found and translated by present day Egyptologists.  Their translation does not match Joseph Smith’s. Being a scientifically minded person, this is a problem for me.  If he didn’t correctly translate the Book of Abraham then how can I believe he actually translated the Book of Mormon?  For more information on this, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Book_of_Abraham#General_statements_by_Egyptologists"&gt;Wikipedia &lt;/a&gt;provides a decent look at both sides of this issue (or just google, "Book of Abraham" for other sources).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;African Americans and the Priesthood&lt;/span&gt; -  This never made sense to me.  Why would African Americans not be able to have the priesthood in the church and then in 1978, God suddenly changes his mind about the matter and decides it is OK after all?  Especially for something that very obviously should have been OK throughout the church's history, a church that preaches "love thy neighbor" and encourages its members to follow Christ's example.  It always seemed to me that the church's stance prior to 1978 was just simply racist motivated by the fears and prejudices of the times.  I could not reconcile that it had anything to do with God or revelation.  The United States had changed and the LDS church had to change too or risk losing its members and the respect of the community.  However, the prophets and apostles continue to stick by the "revelation" story when they really should just come out and apologize for making the same mistakes so many others made at the same time.  Mistakes made by men, not by God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honest With Myself&lt;/span&gt; -  When it came right down to it, I had to be honest with myself.  There was just too much of the LDS doctrine, history and scripture that I did not agree with.  I could no longer align myself with this organization and feel good about it.   I had to leave in order to maintain my personal integrity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-6804091261652374868?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/6804091261652374868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=6804091261652374868' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6804091261652374868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6804091261652374868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-i-left.html' title='Why I Left'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-73045215927270028</id><published>2008-08-31T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:43:13.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arts/Music'/><title type='text'>Understanding</title><content type='html'>I have been part of The Sterling Singers (a local choir) for several years now and currently we are preparing for a concert that will feature many of the great classical composers.  The songs are in various languages: English, Italian, German, Latin and French.  We have spent many hours in rehearsal working on the French piece specifically.  The piece is Cantique de Jean Racine, Op. 11. by Gabriel Faure.  Our director has painstakingly made sure that we are getting the proper pouty lips to pronounce the phrases correctly (one of my favorites being,  &lt;em&gt;Répands sur nous le feu de&lt;/em&gt; which for me translates to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ray paw suhr new luh fuh duh tuh&lt;/span&gt;).  I have personally spent so much time worrying about the French pronunciation that I haven't even bothered to look up the English translations to know what, exactly, it was I was singing about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I attended rehearsal feeling a bit weighed down in thought and spirit.  However, as we sang this song, I suddenly had an understanding of what it was I was singing about and deeply related to the message therein.  I didn't have any real knowledge of what the translation was (I actually had to ask a neighbor to confirm my feelings) but I felt the meaning so keenly just through the music and the feelings it stirred inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the French text of the song followed by the English translation.  I am always amazed at the ability music has to teach and help us to understand even if we cannot possibly understand the exact meaning.  Through this beautiful piece of music, my soul was comforted and some peace restored on this otherwise stormy evening.  Thank you, Gabriel Faure.&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Verbe,égal au Très-Haut, notre unique espèrance,&lt;br /&gt;Jour éternel de la terre et des cieux;&lt;br /&gt;De la paisible nuit nous rompons le silence,&lt;br /&gt;Divin Sauveur, jette sur nous les yeux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Répands sur nous le feu de ta grâce puissante,&lt;br /&gt;Que tout l’enfer fuie au son de ta voix;&lt;br /&gt;Dissipe le sommeil d’une âme languissante,&lt;br /&gt;Qui la conduit à l’oubli de tes lois!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Christ soit favorable à ce peuple fidèle&lt;br /&gt;Pour te bénir maintenant rassemblé.&lt;br /&gt;Reçois les chants qu’il offre à ta gloire immortelle,&lt;br /&gt;Et de tes dons qu’il retourne comblé!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Word, equal to the Almighty, our only hope,&lt;br /&gt;Eternal light of the earth and the Heavens;&lt;br /&gt;We break the peaceful night’s silence,&lt;br /&gt;Divine Saviour, cast your eyes upon us!&lt;br /&gt;Spread the fire of your mighty grace upon us&lt;br /&gt;May the entire hell flee at the sound of your voice;&lt;br /&gt;Disperse from any slothful soul the drowsiness&lt;br /&gt;Inducing it to forget your laws!&lt;br /&gt;Oh Christ, look with favour upon this faithful people&lt;br /&gt;Which has now gathered to bless you.&lt;br /&gt;Receive its singing, offered to your immortal glory,&lt;br /&gt;And may it leave with the gifts you have bestowed upon it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-73045215927270028?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/73045215927270028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=73045215927270028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/73045215927270028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/73045215927270028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/understanding.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5893862265390800450</id><published>2008-08-28T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:37:53.979-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Yes We Can!</title><content type='html'>So Barack Obama is seriously my new hero. His speech tonight was awesome. I loved that he really dug in and talked about the issues and specifically what his plans are for America. When he talked about going through the budget line by line to make sure he could fund the important programs that will help the American people, I kind of had that feeling that I get everytime I watch my favorite movie, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0106673/"&gt;"Dave"&lt;/a&gt;. Here's a normal guy who understands what the American people want and he is willing to work hard at it to make American's dreams a reality. It is so nice to finally feel that there may be some hope for our country afterall. When he officially accepted the party nomination at the beginning of his speech I actually got a little teary eyed. It is so cool to be witnessing this historic occasion. Nominating Barack Obama as the Democratic presidential candidate for 2008 shows that we, as a nation, have effectively stamped out many of the racial biases of the past. Obviously there are still steps to be taken to ensure equality for all Americans, but this is a huge step in the right direction. The historic nature of the occasion was underscored by today also being the anniversary of Martin Luther King's &lt;a href="http://www.americanrhetoric.com/speeches/mlkihaveadream.htm"&gt;"I Have a Dream"&lt;/a&gt; speech. The "one day" that King talks of so passionately is now today. His dream is now a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight of the week was the speech Bill Clinton gave last night. My favorite line was " People the world over have always been more impressed by the power of our example than by the example of our power."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even though I am a huge Obama fan (can you tell?) I have committed to myself to also listen to McCain's speech next week. It may be painful but I think its important to listen to both sides. I'm afraid my review of that speech may not be so glowing, but we shall see, maybe he will surprise me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5893862265390800450?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5893862265390800450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5893862265390800450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5893862265390800450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5893862265390800450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-we-can.html' title='Yes We Can!'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-6647409389664154308</id><published>2008-08-21T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:42:43.296-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><title type='text'>A Little Advice</title><content type='html'>Don't lose your credit card!  Seriously.  Don't.  Even if you are getting gas at midnight behind a scary old building with no one around and you're terrified of getting mugged or worse and its dark and cold outside, and did I mention, scary?  Yes even then, put the safety of your credit card first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may have guessed that I am speaking from experience on this one.  I was afraid I had lost my card and early this week my fears were confirmed.  $150 in charges appeared on my credit card but that was only a small fraction of the damage that had been done.  Whoever decided to go on a shopping spree with my credit card managed to rake up over $850 in charges in just three days!  So now after several phone calls with my credit union,  a couple to the local police department, dealing with a rather unhappy husband, a personal visit to the credit union and many, many signatures later, I am nearly done cleaning up the mess.  And although everyone has been very helpful and assured me that we will not be responsible for the fraudulent charges, it's still a little scary to think someone went around posing as me for three days...forging my signature and pretty much wrecking havoc on my finances.  Officer Friendly gave the impression they would actually try to track down the thieves but I know my little financial problem is probably not the highest priority on their "bad guys to track down" list.    Oh well, I can still dream there might be a little justice in the end, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-6647409389664154308?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/6647409389664154308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=6647409389664154308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6647409389664154308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/6647409389664154308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/little-advice.html' title='A Little Advice'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-883105471868600247</id><published>2008-08-15T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:39:06.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Trouble in River City</title><content type='html'>Since I don't have anytime at the moment to write anything meaningful, I pulled in a cool piece I read on a friends blog.   This is a topic I have wanted to write about for some time, but honestly I'm not sure I could have said it any better than my friend does in his piece.  Also, since I am a musical theater junkie, he won me over with his &lt;em&gt;Music Man&lt;/em&gt; reference...so, so fitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I remember the first time I heard someone politically engage the issue of gay marriage from the pulpit in church. It caught my attention and woke me up because it wasn’t the typical &lt;i&gt;grace vs. works&lt;/i&gt;, or &lt;i&gt;love thy neighbor&lt;/i&gt; kind of rhetoric that I was used to napping through.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I won’t name names (because I couldn’t if I wanted to), but he was sort of a high-up bigwig, a 70 if you know what I mean.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The short-of-the-long was that he asked us to go home and write our senators and state representatives to support the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federal_Marriage_Amendment" mce_href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Federal_Marriage_Amendment" target="_blank"&gt;Federal &lt;span&gt;Marriage Amendment of 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;, which in a sweeping motion would forever etch the sta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;tus of marriage in the law books as a [sacred] union between one man and one woman.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He read an official letter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;that a lot of you probably heard as well, but this gentleman went off the cuff with a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slippery_slope" mce_href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Slippery_slope" target="_blank"&gt;slippery-slope argument&lt;/a&gt; about how we don’t want America to become like Canada, &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2003/06/13/samesex_books030613.html" mce_href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2003/06/13/samesex_books030613.html" target="_blank"&gt;where school children are required to &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2003/06/13/samesex_books030613.html" mce_href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2003/06/13/samesex_books030613.html"&gt;learn about gay couples in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2003/06/13/samesex_books030613.html" mce_href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/story/2003/06/13/samesex_books030613.html"&gt; Kindergarten&lt;/a&gt; using scandalous books such as &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/One-Dad-Dads-Brown-Blue/dp/1555838480" mce_href="http://www.amazon.com/One-Dad-Dads-Brown-Blue/dp/1555838480" target="_blank"&gt;One Dad Two Dads, Brown Dad Blue Dads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (which is listed on Amazon, used, with a going price of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="price"&gt;$253.94 as a result of the ordeal in Canada surrounding it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;. He really stirred the congregation up; there was &lt;i&gt;trouble &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;in &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;River&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;City&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt; on that day.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could almost hear the mantra of “&lt;i&gt;trouble… trouble… trouble…&lt;/i&gt;” as the postlude was played and the folks shuffled out the chapel doors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I remember our apartment managers posted the address of our Senators on the cork-board by the elevator in our building as a friendly reminder for all of us to do our homework and put our letters in the mail.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;They really drew a line in the sand, one which I was compelled to cross and stand on the unpopular side.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Honestly, I felt pretty bothered by the whole thing, partially because I had a lot of friends, family and coworkers who are… well… gay!&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I did write my senator (if only for my sake, because I’m sure it fell on deaf ears) and I argued that ratifying a lock-out amendment on marriage wouldn’t make gay people or gay couples disappear. You can’t wear blinders, stick your fingers in your ears and go &lt;i&gt;“La la la!”&lt;/i&gt; forever to ignore them or pretend that they don’t exist- or worse- that they shouldn’t exist.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I argued on empirical grounds that most of them are functional, contributing, and respectable members of society, and that I believe they are entitled to some or all of the &lt;b&gt;civil&lt;/b&gt; benefits, protection and recognition that other marriages and families enjoy.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;There are aspects of a civil partnership that don’t necessarily have anything to do with God, religion, right or wrong, or sex, but have everything to do with relationship and commitment as it is legally recognized by the government. Consider this: the &lt;/span&gt;Oregon Family Fairness Act accords civil partnerships the same status as marriage concerning their ability to file jointly on insurance forms, their hospital visitation rights, and their rights concerning a deceased partner, among other things.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;If two consenting adults have a serious close relationship of any sort, and wish to share their entire lives, I see granting them a legal status to honor that relationship as a pragmatic courtesy. &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;One may argue that they merely attain a second-class status in a civil partnership, which is exactly why California decided to go all the way with gay marriage, but my point is that it is at least a progressive improvement from the past.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It is like going from slavery to segregation in the eyes of some, not an ideal state, but a step up from the status quo nonetheless.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Personally, sexual orientation has always been a non-issue for me, at least since I have actually talked with friends who are gay about how they feel about it and observed their relationships.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I’m ok, and they’re ok. Their liberty and future is at stake in this matter, not mine.  &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As long as the State where I reside is willing to recognize my marriage as legitimate, I don’t really have a problem with same gender marriage.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I don’t want my marriage to be gay, so I support “the family” in that aspect, and I’m 99.9% positive that issue is settled since I feel that way and I made that choice to begin with, but I wouldn’t infringe my personal choice or preference on anyone else who isn't infringing on another's liberty.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I can’t vouch for the future or sanctity of the nuclear family (which is relatively new), but I hope that people will continue to form familial bonds and children will be reared with loving care however we choose to form our family groups.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have faith that heterosexuals would continue to marry, thrive, and- god willing- coexist in a future world where same-sex couples are free to do the same.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We should all hope so, because it is the only hope for those who would seek to quash the prospective rights and liberties of the gay community.&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Turnabout is fair play; if the majority were to vote my rights out of circulation, I could only pray that their vote would be overturned on constitutional grounds by conscientious judges committed to upholding liberty by not discriminating by gender, sexual orientation, religion, or any other currently protected status.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-883105471868600247?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/883105471868600247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=883105471868600247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/883105471868600247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/883105471868600247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/trouble-in-river-city.html' title='Trouble in River City'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-3526122741080514696</id><published>2008-08-08T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:38:33.146-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Under the Banner of Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SJx9FlTw0rI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BPnm6uaIzUY/s1600-h/UnderTheBannerOfHeaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232194401965494962" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SJx9FlTw0rI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BPnm6uaIzUY/s200/UnderTheBannerOfHeaven.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just completed reading this book by Jon Krakauer. After hearing about all the controversy it stirred up, I expected it to be a really interesting read. However, it was kind of just, blah. It didn't really shed any new information for me on Polygamy (other than that there are ma&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SJx82DemSwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CW_mmfyZG5A/s1600-h/UnderTheBannerOfHeaven.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ny different groups of people out there living some sort of Mormon based polygamy) or on the history of the Mormons. The brief chapter on the Mountain Meadows Massacre definately made me want to read more on that so I just got the new book "Massacre at Mountain Meadows" (I will post a review when I finish it). Also, the book opened my eyes a bit to what an extreme leader Brigham Young was, really to the point of fanaticism, IMO. But other than that, nothing really new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did make me think about one thing, though. It was eye opening to read about how many people in history have claimed to have seen or talked with God and how they all claim He told them to do something or be something different from all the others. Growing up in the LDS church, I kind of thought, well Joseph Smith's vision and revelations must be true because I couldn't believe that such a fantastic story could be made up. However, in &lt;em&gt;Under the Banner of Heaven&lt;/em&gt;, Krakauer shows just how many people in history have claimed similar occurrances and to be seers/revelators/prophets of some kind. They cannot all be correct because they have claimed/preached vastly different things. Why would they all be wrong but Joseph Smith is right? It just doesn't make sense to me. Perhaps all these people truely believed that they had seen a vision and/or talked with God but how can you possibly sort out if any of them &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; did?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-3526122741080514696?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/3526122741080514696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=3526122741080514696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3526122741080514696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/3526122741080514696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/under-banner-of-heaven.html' title='Under the Banner of Heaven'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SJx9FlTw0rI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BPnm6uaIzUY/s72-c/UnderTheBannerOfHeaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-2071141225114923464</id><published>2008-08-04T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:46:13.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Things that suck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Peace, Love &amp; Understanding</title><content type='html'>So as promised, here is my update on my experience at the Unitarian Universalist church  that I attended yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I could gather from the songs, ceremonies, etc. it seems that this church really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; all about peace, love and understanding.  You can believe in nothing or in everything.  Everyone is welcome and loved and it seems the church really just provides a gathering place for like minded individuals.  A place where everyone is accepted.  It was nice.  I think this church may be about as close as I am ready to get to religion right now.  They had a "Religous Transition" group that sounded interesting and meets after the services on Sunday. I may check that out on another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I could gather, the church service is a little different in the summer months since the pastor takes a sabbatical of sorts during this time.   Instead of a message by the pastor the church invites guest speakers to come in and give the sermons/message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, the guest speaker was Takashi Hiraoka who had been a mayor of Hiroshima, Japan after the United States dropped the nuclear bomb on the city &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/onthisday/hi/dates/stories/august/6/newsid_3602000/3602189.stm"&gt;on August 6th, 1995&lt;/a&gt;.  On that day everything within a 4-5 mile radius was quite literally disintegrated. The article from the link says that "official Japanese figures at the time put the death toll at 118,661 civilians. But later estimates suggest the final toll was about 140,000, of Hiroshima's 350,000 population, including military personnel and those who died later from radiation."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a small section from the Mayor's message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A reflection on world peace poses the following question:  Is world security derived from nuclear weapons or from the abolition of nuclear weapons?  Many world leaders hold that the existence of nuclear weapons deters their use and therefore justifies the possession of such weapons.  This nuclear deterrence policy, however, fuels nuclear proliferation and, I believe, makes the world less secure.  The elimination of nuclear weapons is the only measure that will absolutely prevent their use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Following the presentation we were able to look at many posters that gave more information and showed pictures of the total devastation of the city after the bomb was dropped.  As I contemplated the horror that these people experienced on that dark day in history I couldn't help but get teary eyed.   Hopefully the remembering will help us to make sure this never happens again.  Mr. Hiraoka encouraged us and all nations to put humanity above money, politics and personal gain as we strive for a more peaceful, more loving and more understanding world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:  If you would like to participate in a commemoration of this event, a formal program followed by a candlelight vigil will be held at the Salt Lake City library in the Main Auditorium on Wednesday, August 6th, from 7:30 - 9:00 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-2071141225114923464?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/2071141225114923464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=2071141225114923464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2071141225114923464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/2071141225114923464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/peace-love-understanding.html' title='Peace, Love &amp; Understanding'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-8877841629130525207</id><published>2008-08-01T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:39:31.183-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>I Don't Know</title><content type='html'>My 8 year old nephew chose to get baptized this weekend and become an official member of the LDS church.  As a gift, my family put together a book of remembrance of sorts in which everyone wrote a short message bearing their testimony about the church and congratulating him on making this choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book sat for day or so on my kitchen counter, while I considered what I could possibly write to him.  I thought that something to the effect of "Always follow your heart. Love, Me" might be appropriate...but I wasn't sure what kind of reception that would get.  Anyway, as I thought about what I might say, I flipped through the book which had already been filled out by those in my family.  The interesting thing to me was that nearly all the adults said "I know this church is true" or "I know you are joining the true church".  All this "knowing" left me wondering how everyone around me could &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/know"&gt;"know"&lt;/a&gt; one thing and I could feel something exactly opposite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LDS church teaches that there is one true church and that everyone should be a member.  You are supposed to get this knowledge through the Holy Ghost which is usually a feeling or "burning in the bosom" as it is often referred to.  Apparently everyone in my entire family has had this experience.  However, I have never had any kinds of strong feelings in regards to the truthfulness of the LDS church specifically.  When I "dug right down to the bottom of my soul" (sorry, musical theater lyrics, I can't help it!) I found the exact opposite.  My soul, my spirit and all the feelings that go along with that, told me that the church is not the place for me.  And if it isn't right for me, how can it be the one true church for everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a tricky thing to sort out...especially when your family firmly believes the LDS curch is the one and only "true church" on the earth today.  By them saying saying "I know the church is true" they are also saying that they know I am wrong  for choosing to not be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up in the LDS church, once I was old enough to understand what it meant to bear my testimony in church, I pretty much stopped doing it.  Once I realized that I couldn't say "I know this church is true" and be honest about it, there was no point.  Sometimes I would get up the courage to simply say, "I believe it is true", because for most of my life, I did believe it.  I believed it was true and that someday, if I just kept doing everything right, I would gain that knowledge that everyone else seemed to already have.  For years, I never allowed the thought to cross my mind that maybe, just maybe, it wasn't true.  Or even that it wasn't true for me.  When things didn't make sense I put them on that back shelf of my mind with the firm belief that some day I would understand them.  Eventually that shelf became crowded and the other shelf, the "I know" shelf, stood barren and empty.  The square teachings of the LDS church just never could fit into the rounded view I have of the world and of what is good and right.  So, at this point I had to ask myself, "Do I keep pretending to be part of something when so much of what I am learning at church seems wrong to me, or, do I leave the LDS church and experience life on my own terms?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, you know what my final choice was.  I don't know what is true.  I'm not sure anyone can really know what is true when it comes to spiritual things.  All we can do in life is follow our own hearts/spirits/souls and, using those feelings as a guide, choose the path that feels right and good to us.  If it's true that God gave me my life, my mind and my soul, then how could he possibly fault me for using those gifts to seek what is right for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, I am standing to say that I don't know.  I don't know and that is okay. But I will use what God has given me to try and make the world a better place and to live the best life I can while still being true to myself.  I will continue to seek truth everywhere and to love everyone in the best way I know how.  Hopefully, by doing this, I can still be a positive example to my cute 8 year old nephew (and all my nieces and nephews) as he grows up and continues to make his own choices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-8877841629130525207?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/8877841629130525207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=8877841629130525207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8877841629130525207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/8877841629130525207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-dont-know.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5985248808203001977</id><published>2008-07-29T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:40:34.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>Somewhere to go on Sundays</title><content type='html'>When I first left the LDS church I immediately tried a different non-LDS Christian church in my area.  The people were all very nice and the services were fun and exciting.  However,  after attending on multiple occasions I determined that the new church was in many ways the same as the LDS church that I had just left.  They were right and everyone else was wrong.  They had the "truth" about Jesus and it was their job to let the whole world know about it and get everyone to accept Him as their Savior.  In my last meeting there, I left after the Pastor told of an experience of meeting someone in a mall and helping them to get saved after a 10 minute conversation with this complete stranger.  I'm sure people can turn their lives around and have a change of heart in 10 minutes, but it all left me wondering if it was truly necessary.   It made sense to me that perhaps some people find spirituality through believing in Jesus, but maybe others find it in Buddha or Alla or ??.  Not to mention, I could never reconcile the "we're right, and you're wrong" mentality of the major Christian religions.  I wondered why everyone couldn't just find the way to God or their spiritual self in whatever way made sense to them?   Needless to say, since I left that day (and was followed out to my car by a very well meaning man who wanted to tell me that "God loved me and was there for me") I have been enjoying my Sundays on my own.  Thinking, reading, relaxing and taking care of whatever needed doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to today.  The story of &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25872864/"&gt;the attack on the Tennessee Valley Unitarian Universalist Church&lt;/a&gt; has been in the news all weekend.  My friends and acquaintances have been saddened by the intolerance shown by this brutal attack.  Discussions on websites I visit opened into further discussion of what Unitarian Universalist's believe.  I was surprised to find that my views on religion are very closely aligned with Universalism's views.  So, I quickly googled for the nearest church and found a congregation that I think I will try out on Sunday.  I don't necessarily think I need to go to church every week to be spiritual, but I think it would be nice to be around people once a week where I would kind of "fit in" belief-wise.  As it is now, I feel like the black sheep of the neighborhood, cruising past the church and all the LDS members in my tank top and shorts to go shopping on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the basic tenants of the church.  Cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are good.&lt;/span&gt;  From our Unitarian ancestors we have inherited a belief that healthy minds, hearts, reason, and intuition can be trusted.  We encourage people to think and come to their own conclusions about religion, science, politics, and all areas of life.  There are no experts that know what you should believe. You are the expert of your own heart and our job is to encourage you to keep learning, growing, and searching for what you can believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are loved.&lt;/span&gt;  From our Universalist ancestors we have learned that there is a Love that will not let us go. Some of us call this God, others bring names from diverse traditions, and still others are content to leave this mystery unnamed. However we encounter it, we aspire to live in ways that help grow compassion, equity, and justice in our own lives and the communities around us.  We welcome all people of goodwill because we deeply believe that every person is valuable and worthy of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;  For centuries, Unitarians, Universalists, and Unitarian Universalists have acted on their beliefs.  We know that people are powerful and that we can change the world, even if it’s just a little at a time.  We also celebrate that we do not have to do it alone! We support and help each other as we learn to “walk our talk” and let our values show in the way we live our lives.  Unitarian Universalism is a faith we live, not just something we believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are not alone.&lt;/span&gt; There are many people in this world looking to deepen their experience of life and live in spiritually healthy ways.  We seek to support and encourage one another as we explore our own faith journeys.  There is no reason to "go it alone" in life and, in fact, many reasons to gather companions around to share both the joys and the sorrows that life brings.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday, I will try something new.  I will let you know how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5985248808203001977?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5985248808203001977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5985248808203001977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5985248808203001977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5985248808203001977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/07/somewhere-to-go-on-sundays.html' title='Somewhere to go on Sundays'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-7226642009306614465</id><published>2008-07-20T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:40:54.762-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>The Devil's in the Water</title><content type='html'>So, today, in a ultimate act of LDS defiance, I went swimming on Sunday.  I know, WOW! But, I am happy to report, I have lived to tell the tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness though, this is one of the things that as I was growing up was always taboo.  Before I was born, my Mom had a scary experience involving my oldest brother and Sunday swimming.  As I understand it, they were boating on a Sunday and my brother wanted to try water skiing (or something to that effect).  My Mom had a bad feeling about it (call it mother's intuition, the Spirit or whichever label you would like) but finally relented and let him do it anyway.  Something bad happened and my brother nearly drowned, saved only by my Mom's watchful eye.  My Mom felt that her feeling that day was a testament to the fact that we, as a family, should not swim on Sundays.  She would always tell us "The Devil's in the water on Sundays" and I never questioned it.  Being prone to worry as a kid, I accepted this statement as absolute truth and was always afraid that if I even stepped foot into a swimming pool on Sunday, the Devil would certainly drag me under and it would be all over for me.  If we ever did end up in the water on Sunday, I can assure you that her words were never far from my mind and I was always extra cautious.  Looking at the situation now, I'm sure the entire experience with my brother could have just as easily occurred on a Tuesday or a Friday or any other day.  I do not question the validity of my Mom's experience.   I hear of mothers having this same kind of intuition regarding their children's safety all the time, both LDS and otherwise.  But at this point in my life, I am forced to question her conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a member of the LDS church there were so many things I did out of fear of what would happen if I didn't.  I went to church, paid my tithing, attended the temple, wore the temple garment (even though I never felt comfortable in them and always felt unattractive wearing them) and didn't swim (or do much of anything else) on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going swimming today was proof once again that the consequences I feared by not doing those things were and are completely unfounded.  By swimming today I was able to get exercise and feel better about myself.  By not paying my tithing I have been able to support other causes that I truly feel passionate about and be happy that I can make a difference in someone else's life.  By taking off the temple garment I am able to feel attractive and sexy again and actually be comfortable in the summer!  By taking back my Sundays I have been able to read more, write more and get a few more things done so that I can be more relaxed going into the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each fear slowly disappears, I find myself enjoying life more as I do the things that are important to me.  I am continually surprised, though, at how often one of these kinds of thoughts will come to mind.  The, "If I do this, then what bad thing will happen to me?" thought.  I suppose it will take awhile to deprogram 30 years of LDS upbringing.  In the meantime, I am enjoying the process of discovering who I really am and what I truly value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-7226642009306614465?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/7226642009306614465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=7226642009306614465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7226642009306614465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7226642009306614465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/07/devils-in-water.html' title='The Devil&apos;s in the Water'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-5944514281143712213</id><published>2008-07-16T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T15:41:18.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><title type='text'>BOM Translation</title><content type='html'>After reading the first few chapters of "Rough Stone Rolling", I was left with several questions regarding how, exactly, the Book of Mormon was translated.  In the book, author Richard Lyman Bushman makes a distinction between the Urim and Thummin that was used to translate the first 116 pages and Joseph's seer stone, that was used for the remainder of the translation after the 116 pages were lost.  In reading an &lt;a href="http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Magazines/Ensign/1993.htm/ensign%20july%201993.htm/a%20treasured%20testament.htm"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; from Russell M. Nelson, I found it interesting that Nelson leaves out the distinction between the Urim and Thummin and the seer stones.  He quotes the following &lt;blockquote&gt;“Also, that there were two stones in silver bows—and these stones, fastened to a breastplate, constituted what is called the Urim and Thummim—deposited with the plates; and the possession and use of these stones were what constituted ‘seers’ in ancient or former times; and that God had prepared them for the purpose of translating the book.” (JS—H 1:34–35.) &lt;/blockquote&gt;Then a few paragraphs later he relates the following account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Joseph Smith would put the seer stone into a hat, and put his face in the hat, drawing it closely around his face to exclude the light; and in the darkness the spiritual light would shine. A piece of something resembling parchment would appear, and on that appeared the writing. One character at a time would appear, and under it was the interpretation in English. Brother Joseph would read off the English to Oliver Cowdery, who was his principal scribe, and when it was written down and repeated to Brother Joseph to see if it was correct, then it would disappear, and another character with the interpretation would appear. Thus the Book of Mormon was translated by the gift and power of God, and not by any power of man.” (David Whitmer, An Address to All Believers in Christ, Richmond, Mo.: n.p., 1887, p. 12.) &lt;/blockquote&gt;By putting this paragraph after the previous one, it makes it sound that the Urim and Thummin stones are the same ones that he put into the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have found the following from an 1885 interview, where Zenas H. Gurley, then the editor of the RLDS Saints’ Herald, asked Whitmer if Joseph had used his "Peep stone" to do the translation in which his response was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"... he used a stone called a "Seers stone," the "Interpreters" having been taken away from him because of transgression. The "Interpreters" were taken from Joseph after he allowed Martin Harris to carry away the 116 pages of Ms [manuscript] of the Book of Mormon as a punishment, but he was allowed to go on and translate by use of a "Seers stone" which he had, and which he placed in a hat into which he buried his face, stating to me and others that the original character appeared upon parchment and under it the translation in English." &lt;/blockquote&gt;Here Whitmer rather clearly states that the Urim and Thummin stones and the seer stones were really seperate stones used at different times.  (ie. the Urim and Thummin stones for the 116 lost pages and the seer stones for the rest of the translation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In searching LDS.org I was unable to find any distinction between the seer stones that Joseph had since he was a young teenager (used for treasure hunting) and the Urim and Thummin he claimed to have been given with the Book of Mormon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm curious if there are any other places where it is documented that the Urim and Thummin (as they were called later) were taken away from Joseph after he lost the 116 pages and if the LDS church believes/knows/teaches this.  I have read that Joseph himself claimed that the Urim and Thummin stones were taken away but other than Whitmer's interview I have not been able to find the supporting documentation I've been looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the church does profess that the Urim and Thummin was taken away and the seer stones were used for the rest of the translation, they have rather carefully hidden that fact in the scriptures, talks, etc. so that they all sound like the same thing.  They use the terms interchangeably to, perhaps, purposely mislead the members into believing a more sanitized/sanctioned version of the translation process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 07/17/2008: Bruce R. McConkie presented the following information on pg 818 of "Mormon Doctrine".  It doesn't address the issue of whether or not the Urim and Thummim were taken after the 116 pages but it does confirm the existence of both the Urim and Thummim and Joseph Smith's separate seer stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Joseph Smith received the same Urim and Thummim had by the Brother of Jared for it was the one expressly provided for the translation of the Jaredite and Nephite records. (D. &amp;amp; C. 10:1; 17:1; Ether 3:22-28.) It was separate and distinct from the one had by Abraham and the one had by the priests in Israel. The Prophet also had a seer stone which was separate and distinct from the Urim and Thummim, and which (speaking loosely) has been called by some a Urim and Thummim. (Doctrines of Salvation, vol. 3, pp. 222-226.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Joseph Fielding Smith, with reference to the seer stone and the Urim and Thummim, has written: "We have been taught since the days of the Prophet that the Urim and Thummim were returned with the plates to the angel. We have no record of the Prophet having the Urim and Thummim after the organization of the Church. Statements of translations by the Urim and Thummim after that date are evidently errors. The statement has been made that the Urim and Thummim was on the altar in the Manti Temple when that building was dedicated. The Urim and Thummim so spoken of, however, was the seer stone which was in the possession of the Prophet Joseph Smith in early days. This seer stone is now in the possession of the Church." (Doctrines of Salvation, vol. 3, p. 225.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-5944514281143712213?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/5944514281143712213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=5944514281143712213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5944514281143712213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/5944514281143712213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/07/bom-translation.html' title='BOM Translation'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6876155695057044103.post-7309084015326122161</id><published>2008-07-16T10:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:31:54.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Reviews'/><title type='text'>Are they really so different?</title><content type='html'>Recently the LDS church has gone out of their way to dissassociate themselves with the Mormon Fundamentalists and the religion they practice. They have created videos and a &lt;a href="http://www.mormonsandpolygamy.org/"&gt;press releases&lt;/a&gt; attempting to convince anyone and everyone that the LDS church is in no way related to the FLDS sect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This outpouring of information in the media came just as I was finishing up the book "Stolen Innocence" by Elissa Wall. The book tells of Elissa's harrowing experiences  in the FLDS church and her forced marriage to her adult husband at the young age of 14. She had been raised to believe that her eternal salvation was dependent on getting married. She was expected to obey the prophet and marry the man that was chosen for her even though she had deep concerns regarding her pending marriage. Warren Jeffs (who spoke for his father, the prophet, at the time) told her that her marriage was a "revelation from God" and that by rejecting it, she was disobeying the prophet and God. Even her own Mother told her "This must be the will of God and the prophet." and to "just be strong. The Lord knows what he's doing".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but connect her story with another story * I have read about recently. Helen Mar Kimball was married to Joseph Smith in 1843 when she also, was only 14 years old. She wrote that her father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"asked me if I would be sealed to Joseph...[and] left me to reflect upon it for the next twenty-four hours...I was sceptical-one minute believed, then doubted. I thought of the love and tenderness that he felt for his only daughter, and I knew that he would not cast her off, and this was the only convincing proof that I had of its being right. I knew that he loved me too well to teach me anything that was not strictly pure, virtuous and exalting in its tendencies; and no one else could have influenced me at that time or brought me to accept of a doctrine so utterly repugnant and so contrary to all of our former ideas and traditions."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next morning Joseph visited the Kimball home.&lt;em&gt;  "[He explained] the principle of Celestial marrage...After which he said to me, ‘If you will take this step, it will ensure your eternal salvation &amp;amp; exaltation and that of your father’s household &amp;amp; all of your kindred.  This promise was so great that I willingly gave myself to purchase so glorious a reward." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the marriage she wrote that &lt;em&gt;"like a wild bird I longed for the freedom that was denied me; and thought myself an abused child, and that it was pardonable if I did murmur.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similar to Elissa, Helen was told that the marriage would ensure her salvation and exhaltation in the next life even though she felt too young and unsure whether it was the right thing for her to do. She looked to the one person that was closest to her, her father, and trusting his judgement, married Joseph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stories seem so similiar to me that I can't help but wonder if the Mormon church of the 1840's was really so different from the FLDS church today? Perhaps there is more in common between the two than either church would like to admit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To see Helen's complete story, click &lt;a href="http://www.wivesofjosephsmith.org/26-HelenMarKimball.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6876155695057044103-7309084015326122161?l=justjann.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/feeds/7309084015326122161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6876155695057044103&amp;postID=7309084015326122161' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7309084015326122161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6876155695057044103/posts/default/7309084015326122161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justjann.blogspot.com/2008/07/test2.html' title='Are they really so different?'/><author><name>Just J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18012430404991345569</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ucpUAiGYk8/SM1whClbCzI/AAAAAAAAAHE/MQZXT4ntEkk/S220/06-15-08_1818.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
