<?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-3109729165891208860</id><updated>2011-09-30T05:08:39.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JonesMom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-60806510634447909</id><published>2011-03-20T01:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T01:46:25.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down....</title><summary type='text'>Let me just start by saying that this past week has really opened my eyes and the eyes of others as to how dedicated I am to returning to Zambia. I started taking an oral med that I needed to take in order to go and I was in the 1% bracket of people that experience the major side effects of the drug. ALL week I felt maybe close to the worse I have ever felt in my life. It came in waves so there </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/60806510634447909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=60806510634447909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/60806510634447909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/60806510634447909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2011/03/counting-down.html' title='Counting down....'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-5220980640795249306</id><published>2011-02-28T23:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T00:10:21.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok so here we are ONE MONTH AWAY!</title><summary type='text'>If you couldn't tell by my title to this post I am SO excited that we are only one month away from leaving what we know to be comfortable to head out to Africa to share the great news we have about our God!I can tell you there are a mix of emotions going through me right now that I am having a hard time processing it all. I know I have been before but I have felt this way both times and I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5220980640795249306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=5220980640795249306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/5220980640795249306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/5220980640795249306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2011/02/ok-so-here-we-are-one-month-away.html' title='Ok so here we are ONE MONTH AWAY!'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-7029004183913727361</id><published>2011-01-02T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:25:44.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Weeks!</title><summary type='text'>Wow, only 13 more weeks till 16 Christ followers make the journey to Africa to share their passion with orphans and those that are living by the law instead of by grace.We started our Bible study as a team to start digging in deeper to the subject that we will be teaching while we are there. It is very moving and challenging so far and I can't wait to know more and dig into the study with fresh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7029004183913727361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=7029004183913727361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7029004183913727361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7029004183913727361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2011/01/13-weeks.html' title='13 Weeks!'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-4688628436219857152</id><published>2010-11-29T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T07:45:40.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Speaking</title><summary type='text'>Time is passing by so quickly and our preparations are well on their way. We had our first team meeting and had a great time of prayer to start it off with. There have been several additions to our team and so far I think the number of members going to be the hands and feet of Jesus is 16!The topic in which we will be teaching on is Matthew 5:3-12 The Beatitudes......"Blessed are the poor in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4688628436219857152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=4688628436219857152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/4688628436219857152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/4688628436219857152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2010/11/god-speaking.html' title='God Speaking'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-7037057460889894807</id><published>2010-10-09T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T21:33:28.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing to GO!</title><summary type='text'>For the past two years I have been blessed to have gone on a mission trip to Africa that has changed my life, my heart and my personal walk with my Savior.Last year there were 16 of us that traveled to Zambia, Africa to work with the Chande Orphanage and surrounding townships. While there we organized and taught a Holiday Bible School in the orphanage, did evangelism in a close by township, held </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7037057460889894807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=7037057460889894807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7037057460889894807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7037057460889894807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2010/10/preparing-to-go.html' title='Preparing to GO!'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-419335870605405380</id><published>2010-08-07T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T23:23:03.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's grace and our faith......</title><summary type='text'>Recently I got a call around midnight and it was my dad. It is never a good thing when your phone rings at that time. Two things went though my head, one my dad was drunk and going to crush my heart again or two someone we love is hurt. I was kindof hoping for number one since I knew this was something I could recover from again but it was number two.My younger brother, Shawn had been in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/419335870605405380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=419335870605405380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/419335870605405380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/419335870605405380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2010/08/gods-grace-and-our-faith.html' title='God&apos;s grace and our faith......'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-7216880923536936114</id><published>2009-05-30T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:10:30.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not too much and not too little</title><summary type='text'>Since I have been back from Africa my life has taken off and I have wanted to stand still. I have to be honest, even though I missed my family a great deal I really loved it there and miss the pace of life there. I miss how friendly everyone was and how simple life can be in the midst of poverty and dispare.I have found myself being frustrated with little things and also being bored out of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7216880923536936114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=7216880923536936114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7216880923536936114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7216880923536936114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-too-much-and-not-too-little.html' title='Not too much and not too little'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-6070575292349030747</id><published>2009-05-03T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:13:30.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow gas pumps and God....what do they have in common???</title><summary type='text'>Well I think I owe all an apology for not posting more often. Truth is I don't know how many people actually read this and what they think but I do know it makes me feel better to post or to write in general.Speaking of writing,  I kept a regular journal while I was in Africa and have kept up with it since I have been home. For those who don't know I had the awesome privilege to travel to Africa </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6070575292349030747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=6070575292349030747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/6070575292349030747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/6070575292349030747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/slow-gas-pumps-and-godwhat-do-they-have.html' title='Slow gas pumps and God....what do they have in common???'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-6866043804857261137</id><published>2009-01-05T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T07:36:14.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Living like a child of The King of Kings</title><summary type='text'>OK so today was a weird start to the day. Rain outside and my kids got up willingly to go to school. I went about as I normally do walking each girl to class and then hanging out in the hall to visit with the other moms I haven't seen for two weeks. I had already seen some people that have recently hurt me and I said a little "help me Lord" prayer to myself.I went to leave the school and I held </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6866043804857261137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=6866043804857261137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/6866043804857261137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/6866043804857261137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2009/01/living-like-child-of-king-of-kings.html' title='Living like a child of The King of Kings'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-2399182440871244254</id><published>2008-12-13T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T20:38:59.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being called and saying YES!</title><summary type='text'>Ok so what do you do when you feel God calling you to do something really outside of your comfort zone?Well for the past several years I have been saying "NO, Not right now". Recently I have prayed for God to use me in some way to further his kingdom. I want God to move me in a way that I can serve him and him alone. Not to long ago my pastor talked about whatever the question was that God was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2399182440871244254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=2399182440871244254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/2399182440871244254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/2399182440871244254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-so-what-do-you-do-when-you-feel-god.html' title='Being called and saying YES!'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-6332646590642336048</id><published>2008-11-19T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:52:20.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new phase of life....</title><summary type='text'>It hit me today that my husband, Richard and I are entering into a new phase of life. It's not a bad phase but it's a different phase. My son, Colt, was sitting on the couch after school today eating a snack and watching tv. It hit me, we are dealing with a preteen hormonal child!It feels like yesterday I was changing his diapers and rocking him to sleep. Today he fixed his own snack and put </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6332646590642336048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=6332646590642336048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/6332646590642336048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/6332646590642336048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-phase-of-life.html' title='A new phase of life....'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-4520423321950136551</id><published>2008-11-10T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:36:55.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts.....</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever have those times where random thoughts just enter your head???? I have had an entire day of those....I wish I had a pen and paper handy at times because since having kids my short term and long term memory has gone out of the window!So here are some of the thoughts I had today:1. How can someone be so sweet and then hurt you so badly?2. Why don't people keep their dogs in the fence or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4520423321950136551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=4520423321950136551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/4520423321950136551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/4520423321950136551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts.....'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-2663471760113181458</id><published>2008-11-03T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:52:48.539-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praising God in time of sorrow.....</title><summary type='text'>I got a call this morning that a long time friend of the family passed away. It hit me hard because I thought of my dad and my mom and how they must be feeling. Then I thought of the man that we lost and how he used to be such a great person to us kids when we needed him.I haven't seen Jim for a while now but the last time I did he hugged me and kissed me and told me I looked just like my mom and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2663471760113181458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=2663471760113181458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/2663471760113181458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/2663471760113181458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/11/praising-god-in-time-of-sorrow.html' title='Praising God in time of sorrow.....'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-1778585627143998378</id><published>2008-10-20T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:27:59.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation of my heart....</title><summary type='text'>So I started a new Bible study small group and it's called Renovation of the Heart. Each week there are exercises to do in order to help "bring home" the lesson that was taught. Well my excesses that I chose last week was to ask two questions. The book said ask a good friend or your spouse....well If I asked Richard, my husband he would have to lie to me because he knows where the couch is if he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1778585627143998378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=1778585627143998378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/1778585627143998378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/1778585627143998378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/renovation-of-my-heart.html' title='Renovation of my heart....'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-5230781392727875700</id><published>2008-10-08T23:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:16:12.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing life.....</title><summary type='text'>Today was a semi good day till I went with my daughters to pick up my son from school and then it was great. We made the trip with our 4 month old lab, Molly. She is somethin else!I was standing in the shade of a small tree while waiting for Colt to get out of school when I noticed my daughters had run off from my side. Molly normally races after them but she was as hot as I was and wasn't moving</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5230781392727875700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=5230781392727875700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/5230781392727875700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/5230781392727875700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/10/chasing-life.html' title='Chasing life.....'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-7814910761666476104</id><published>2008-08-24T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:16:18.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying good-bye</title><summary type='text'>Well I am getting the kids things ready for the first day of school tomorrow and I am heartbroken. I would have thought, I did think that I would be ok with this day and be happy to be sending my baby off to school so maybe I could keep the house clean or get that much needed quiet time that I have not had in 11 years BUT I'm not.It hit me when I started saying goodnight to them and tucking them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7814910761666476104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=7814910761666476104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7814910761666476104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7814910761666476104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/saying-good-bye.html' title='Saying good-bye'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-393797696775641209</id><published>2008-08-15T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:45:24.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What ever happened to GREAT Customer Service????</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I'm hold for the 100th hour with Home Depot and GE. We ordered a dryer online through Home Depot and it was supposed to be here Tuesday. Well, they tried to deliver the wrong one so now here it is Friday and no dryer. Let me just run through the names of people that I have talked to about the delivery of my correct dryer......If I could put this to music I would!Beth, Tracy, Sky, Lashondra</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/393797696775641209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=393797696775641209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/393797696775641209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/393797696775641209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-ever-happened-to-great-customer.html' title='What ever happened to GREAT Customer Service????'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-5475544511640193763</id><published>2008-07-07T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T00:22:02.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Will Power</title><summary type='text'>Well I realized today that my kids may be the way they are because I have no will power to simply say NO! For some reason when their dad, my husband, tells them no or how it's going to be and they start to cry I want to give in. I want to make them happy or at least make them stop crying. I don't know why that is but I was hit with it today.I certainly don't want Supper Nanny to come to my home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5475544511640193763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=5475544511640193763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/5475544511640193763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/5475544511640193763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-will-power.html' title='No Will Power'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3109729165891208860.post-7380935862278169141</id><published>2008-07-03T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:14:49.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends or not?</title><summary type='text'>Out of all of the things that were going through my mind that I wanted to write about one thing kept sticking in the front of them all. How do you know that your friend is truly your friend or if they are just using you for something? How do you know if their concerns for you are truly a concern or if its because they want to get to closer to you to get something from you?Being in the position I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7380935862278169141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3109729165891208860&amp;postID=7380935862278169141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7380935862278169141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3109729165891208860/posts/default/7380935862278169141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonesmom.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-or-not.html' title='Friends or not?'/><author><name>Katrina Jones</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01401811778936315346</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LTsiLYfCxGY/TF5FTgJcJNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/N_g1f8yS5RE/S220/P1150583.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
