<?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-1326150297319033581</id><updated>2011-11-17T23:05:58.567-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ange and Jen Have A Blog Because No One Will Give Them A TV Show</title><subtitle type='html'>We Met Jordan Knight at the Chapters in the West Edmonton Mall. We Talk About That Alot.

The statements herein may or may not be factual. Only you can determine if we are acting or being serious.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-5855086898883555941</id><published>2011-10-23T21:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T22:03:33.354-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu Shots Are Free. And So Is The Parenting Advice.</title><summary type='text'>So, it's flu season, and being a responsible parent I decide to get my son's flu shot early in the year because he needs to get two.I head down to the free flu shot clinic, and enter the 20 minute line-up. Noticing my baby, the kind and friendly volunteer gives me a permission form for my child. She is an elderly women. And by elderly I mean ELDERLY. Maybe 75? 95? Who knows. Anyway, after some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/5855086898883555941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=5855086898883555941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5855086898883555941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5855086898883555941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/10/flu-shots-are-free-and-so-is-parenting.html' title='Flu Shots Are Free. And So Is The Parenting Advice.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-573060147444213515</id><published>2011-10-20T19:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:44:56.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Babies, Always In Stock</title><summary type='text'>One of the advantages of having a blog is a forum for me to vent my annoyances that have accrued over the past two days. Here goes:Oh ya, I will be naming names...#1 - The Bay. I was buying a Christmas gift on sale this week. (Yes, I shop early.) I waited in line behind a couple buying or ordering something that seemed to take forever. Well, 20 minutes that seemed like forever. (Dude, if you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/573060147444213515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=573060147444213515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/573060147444213515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/573060147444213515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/10/cute-babies-always-in-stock.html' title='Cute Babies, Always In Stock'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1759210757936251899</id><published>2011-10-16T20:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:12:57.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Retail price is for fools!!</title><summary type='text'>Some may call me a princess, or a gossip queen, or even possibly a drama queen, but from today on, I want to be known as a Sale Queen!Today, I returned a pair of boots to Payless Shoes, because when I bought them, they were full price. Buying things at retail is something I almost NEVER do. Everything goes on sale eventually, right? I think so. So I took my $66 and went to the Cornwall Mall and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1759210757936251899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1759210757936251899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1759210757936251899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1759210757936251899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/10/retail-price-is-for-fools.html' title='Retail price is for fools!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-18169707509197597</id><published>2011-08-30T23:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T13:38:48.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay Cheques!!!</title><summary type='text'>So, as you have probably read, I have finished my BSW. I have also gotten a real grown up job!! Yes, me. And the best part is this grown up job comes with a pay cheque. First pay cheque in 3 years. Of course, I have been dreaming about all the things I will buy with my working girl's fortune. I have decided I want a dyson. I price compared them online tonight. Canada and US Wal Mart's are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/18169707509197597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=18169707509197597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/18169707509197597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/18169707509197597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/08/pay-cheques.html' title='Pay Cheques!!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4434798600546912001</id><published>2011-08-18T23:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T07:06:02.832-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brilliant!</title><summary type='text'>So, as I sit on the couch, using my blanket as a make shift snuggie, I had a lightbulb "a-ha" moment. I constantly have to juggle remotes and my phone, and the desire to have a clutter free space. Since these crazy phones are pretty much eliminating the need for computers, why can't they do the same for remotes??Yes, I want a cell phone that is also a remote for satellite, the television and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4434798600546912001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4434798600546912001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4434798600546912001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4434798600546912001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/08/brilliant.html' title='Brilliant!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4307607874059132409</id><published>2011-08-16T23:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T08:54:07.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Painful Conversation!!</title><summary type='text'>Here is what a facebook chat conversation with my sister looks like on a typical night:Jen: Remember when cd's were sold in those big plastic long things?Ange: Uh, no. Long things?Jen:  they went around the cd completely and then were like long, like double the length and it was empty.Ange: I have zero clue what you are talking about.Jen:  I'm trying to find a google image. It was the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4307607874059132409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4307607874059132409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4307607874059132409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4307607874059132409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/08/painful-conversation.html' title='A Painful Conversation!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--qsT0Xec8g0/TkvTdgY8kCI/AAAAAAAAAhA/m7NPFMwwxGA/s72-c/CD%2Bthing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2188186944759581120</id><published>2011-08-10T23:01:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T09:05:01.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BSW Baby!!!</title><summary type='text'>I (Jen) have officially completed the requirements for my BSW, (Bachelor of Social Work). Yes, I almost have a degree... it's almost as scary as the time I got my driver's license (shout out to my Dad for the training --because if she's gonna pass, she's gonna need practice).Anyway, I'm cooler than I used to be. Or so I thought. I was showing my best friend Krista some dresses I bought for a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2188186944759581120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2188186944759581120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2188186944759581120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2188186944759581120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/08/bsw-baby.html' title='BSW Baby!!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4726224072124526852</id><published>2011-07-13T22:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T19:13:27.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A tearful pyjama good bye.</title><summary type='text'>Dear 1997 pyjama shorts,I know we’ve been together a long time, but it’s time for you to go now. Your tattered edges and threadbare fabric and stretched elastic have done you proud. Do you remember when we first met? Walmart hadn’t even been in Canada that long when I saw you in the Moose Jaw store on a family vacation.Your yellow has faded, but the teddy bears were just as cute as the first day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4726224072124526852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4726224072124526852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4726224072124526852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4726224072124526852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/07/tearful-pyjama-good-bye.html' title='A tearful pyjama good bye.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZURNRoDGUGM/Th-T5_osokI/AAAAAAAAAgI/GpZ5CGON9jM/s72-c/IMG_1512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7437524004301325392</id><published>2011-05-01T23:28:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:45:52.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Head to the Ditch Kids!</title><summary type='text'>To the finale of our adventure, we were heading down the highway and see a nice family spending their Easter Sunday in the ditches. (What, you WEREN'T in the ditch on Easter Sunday?) ... maybe they were looking for their treats from the Easter bunny, or the bunny him/herself.But no, they were just picking bottles on their ATV's. I have to give them kudos though, because they did a great job of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7437524004301325392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7437524004301325392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7437524004301325392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7437524004301325392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/05/lets-head-to-ditch-kids.html' title='Let&apos;s Head to the Ditch Kids!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2764475373725553863</id><published>2011-05-01T23:28:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:44:58.652-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Travelling + Baby = Messy</title><summary type='text'>Now that Levi has been born, I try to do all the normal things I'd be doing without a baby. So, taking a trip to Melfort in the car is one of those things. Of course, there are stops for feeding and diaper-changing now. Normally, this is pretty straightforward.Until the Sh*t-astrophe of 2011.Picture this, Watson gas station, early evening. I decided not to feed him in the car because there were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2764475373725553863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2764475373725553863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2764475373725553863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2764475373725553863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/05/travelling-baby-messy.html' title='Travelling + Baby = Messy'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-9052861066398384127</id><published>2011-05-01T23:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:26:37.662-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies. No topic is off limits.</title><summary type='text'>Before we left Melfort for home, it was imperative that we eat something. We stopped in at KFC. I held Levi's carrier while Ange took a bathroom break since we had a few minutes before our orders were ready. This is when the young woman at the till began asking about the baby.It started with the normal questions like gender, name, etc. Then she brought out the big guns: "How was your labour?"I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/9052861066398384127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=9052861066398384127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9052861066398384127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9052861066398384127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/05/babies-no-topic-is-off-limits.html' title='Babies. No topic is off limits.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-5380918714094969802</id><published>2011-05-01T23:21:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:21:59.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sandal Season</title><summary type='text'>Once we drove past the pet motel/cemetery, we got to Melfort, got ready, put on our sandals and made our way to the church. Yes, sandals... in church, just like Jesus would wear. (Okay, not his exact sandals, and also ours were more fashionable.)Also, sandals in mid-April. The snow is gone, so that means sandal season begins. Well, the snow isn't even ALL gone, but it is gone enough that we can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/5380918714094969802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=5380918714094969802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5380918714094969802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5380918714094969802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/05/sandal-season.html' title='Sandal Season'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3218818823357131558</id><published>2011-05-01T23:11:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T09:17:52.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hotel California, for pets ...you can never leave...</title><summary type='text'>For the Easter weekend, Angela, Levi and I made the long journey home to Melfort for a wedding of one of our most awesome friends, Mike.Angela drove, which allowed me the comfort of gazing out at the flat, flooded prairie. What caught my eye was this: (I would insert a photo but we didn't take one, and there is no website for this business) ...a Pet Motel, a two story motel like complex, for your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3218818823357131558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3218818823357131558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3218818823357131558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3218818823357131558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/05/hotel-california-for-pets-you-can-never.html' title='Hotel California, for pets ...you can never leave...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1998098986372555930</id><published>2011-04-29T09:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T09:58:44.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Seam Free Life</title><summary type='text'>Wouldn't your life be better without seams?I know, it sounds petty and lame. Think about it...no seams on your shirts cutting into your shoulders. No seams on your underwear cutting into your waist and hips.But, this goes way beyond clothes. The other day drinking my Tim Horton's coffee in my newly cleaned car (thanks Grant), the paper cup started to leak. And where do you think it leaked from? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1998098986372555930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1998098986372555930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1998098986372555930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1998098986372555930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/seam-free-life.html' title='A Seam Free Life'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3975127780609889379</id><published>2011-04-17T22:40:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:48:58.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ange and Jen's Spin Off</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so Angela and I desperately need a show just like the Kardashian's have, so that we can have spin offs like them. I mean, the K clan has like 5 shows, they can share the air time I'm sure. Now I know we don't have as much money, or butts as huge as theirs, but I'm certain we are just as interesting. "Ange and Jen take Safeway" that's the Khloe and Kourtney cross with Extreme Couponing! Our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3975127780609889379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3975127780609889379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3975127780609889379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3975127780609889379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/ange-and-jens-spin-off.html' title='Ange and Jen&apos;s Spin Off'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4226925029033795165</id><published>2011-04-17T22:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:39:55.771-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did the paragraph breaks go??</title><summary type='text'>Dear faithful readers, I would like to apologize that our blogs are actually blobs. No one like blobs of text. I like short little paragraphs that are pleasing to read. I don't know how to fix whatever has happened. Please forgive the computer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4226925029033795165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4226925029033795165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4226925029033795165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4226925029033795165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/where-did-paragraph-breaks-go.html' title='Where did the paragraph breaks go??'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7479998482512034630</id><published>2011-04-17T22:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T22:38:03.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye is never easy...</title><summary type='text'>As I embark on a new part of my life (finishing my degree) and move out on my own, I am in kind of weird place. I feel like deja vu. I'm certain I'm living the life I had five years ago but with better hair, clothes and car. I lived with Ange while I went to school. Did that in 2005-2006 and 2010-2011. When I finished school in 2006, I went to Nipawin. And now in 2011, I'm headed back to Nipawin.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7479998482512034630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7479998482512034630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7479998482512034630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7479998482512034630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/goodbye-is-never-easy.html' title='Goodbye is never easy...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6286990621309043846</id><published>2011-04-15T13:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:41:32.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Life Goal: Getting Stuff for Free</title><summary type='text'>Now that I have had a son, I have gone into full-blown mommy mode which includes cutting coupons and getting good deals. Okay, that has nothing to do with Levi, because I always loved getting good deals and I have always cut coupons, but a new TV show has inspired this to a new level of consciousness. That show is Extreme Couponing. People on this show buy $800 worth of groceries and pay $4.53. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6286990621309043846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6286990621309043846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6286990621309043846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6286990621309043846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-new-life-goal-getting-stuff-for-free.html' title='My New Life Goal: Getting Stuff for Free'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-491830820142877896</id><published>2011-04-06T19:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:07:14.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Back Ankles!</title><summary type='text'>You might be wondering why there was a two month hiatus from blogging. I don't know what Jen's excuse was, but I was busy having a baby. That's right. A baby. Is that a good excuse or what? Not only have I welcomed our son into our home, I have also welcomed back my ankles. Anyone who's been pregnant and gained more than 5 pounds knows that your ankles disappear around month 7, never to be seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/491830820142877896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=491830820142877896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/491830820142877896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/491830820142877896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/welcome-back-ankles.html' title='Welcome Back Ankles!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2922366542184371739</id><published>2011-04-05T21:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T21:23:00.240-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><summary type='text'>Well, I (Jennifer) turned 26 today. This past year, I knew it was coming after a thoughtful friend pointed it out. So, naturally, since 26 another year closesr to ancient, I have been feeling like I'm getting old. I look at guys my age, and think "crap, are they ever old"... I would like to think I could still lie and pass for 22. I'm thinking about spending my birthday money on a steam mop. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2922366542184371739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2922366542184371739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2922366542184371739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2922366542184371739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/04/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1185918035155771510</id><published>2011-01-29T12:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:16:30.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoarding Saves Lives!!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I'm known to be a slight hoarder. But just of stuff I might actually truly need. So, I keep receipts in my car. You never know when you'll run out of napkins and tissues, barf and need one to clean your mouth or when you'll have a nose bleed.Ok, so receipts are handy in a pinch. I keep them organized in a pile on the floor of the passenger side of my car. Oldest on the bottom, to newest on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1185918035155771510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1185918035155771510' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1185918035155771510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1185918035155771510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoarding-saves-lives.html' title='Hoarding Saves Lives!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-9060084555080551654</id><published>2011-01-29T11:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T12:07:48.401-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Say What??</title><summary type='text'>So last weekend I made the best chocolate chip cookies in the world. Feeling energetic and on a sugar high, I debated making more cookies. Our house really enjoys the chocolat oatmeal no bake type cookies. They go by all different types of names. We call them Haystacks.One recipe is called Oat Delights. I said to Angela "what a stupid name, sound like something you'd feed a horse". Then I caught </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/9060084555080551654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=9060084555080551654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9060084555080551654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9060084555080551654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/01/say-what.html' title='Say What??'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7530443191921004621</id><published>2011-01-17T21:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:47:19.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Turning Into Jen</title><summary type='text'>Entering your 8th month of pregnancy for the first time requires getting to know your body as you have never known it before. You ache in places that have never ached, you can't see places you've always been able to see, you feel your belly sitting on your lap where it's never sat before, and if that's not enough, your feet, hands and ankles swell up like water balloons.And I'm leaving out the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7530443191921004621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7530443191921004621' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7530443191921004621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7530443191921004621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-turning-into-jen.html' title='I&apos;m Turning Into Jen'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2746394779316903905</id><published>2011-01-01T23:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:23:05.791-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap, I've said it already!!</title><summary type='text'>"That could be a blog"I didn't know Ange wrote a blog, about all the blogs in "should be wrote -land". But tonight as we were conversing, it came up, like it always does.I am making a special top secret dessert tomorrow because as I explained to Angela: I need to express my creativity in a culinary fashion. That's 6 years of post secondary education for you, I don't just spit it out and say, I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2746394779316903905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2746394779316903905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2746394779316903905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2746394779316903905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/01/holy-crap-ive-said-it-already.html' title='Holy Crap, I&apos;ve said it already!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4506513250642825464</id><published>2011-01-01T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:50:35.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"That Could Be A Blog"</title><summary type='text'>Happy 2011 faithful blog readers.2011 is going to be a big year in our family, as we are going to add a baby - making me a first-time mommy, and Jen an auntie!With that, I have decided to keep my resolution simple. I will have enough on my plate figuring this parenthood thing out.This year's resolution is to actually write the blogs when Jen and I say "that could be a blog." Since we are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4506513250642825464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4506513250642825464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4506513250642825464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4506513250642825464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-could-be-blog.html' title='&quot;That Could Be A Blog&quot;'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4048062739140113863</id><published>2010-12-15T00:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:24:02.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Strengths Perspective...</title><summary type='text'>So, that exam I was talking about yesterday, was actually extremely difficult. Not just get a wrong answer, get zero, it was the get a wrong answer, LOSE a mark kind of exam. I guess I deserve that for underestimating the professor. But in the wonderful world of social work we are taught to turn any (I really do mean ANY) skill into a strength. Here is my strength:I can stalk like no other. Yes, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4048062739140113863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4048062739140113863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4048062739140113863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4048062739140113863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/12/strengths-perspective.html' title='Strengths Perspective...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6017809879289517827</id><published>2010-12-13T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:24:05.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Wake A Sleeping Baby</title><summary type='text'>There are some truisms in life: an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure; the early bird gets the worm; close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades.Another one I've heard alot since becoming pregnant is "Don't wake a sleeping baby". As if! If the baby is sleeping, he's obviously not hungry or fussy or uncomfortable. I guess some people think you have to wake the baby up to keep to a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6017809879289517827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6017809879289517827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6017809879289517827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6017809879289517827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-wake-sleeping-baby.html' title='Don&apos;t Wake A Sleeping Baby'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-738273073122224970</id><published>2010-12-13T19:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T19:13:18.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Second Birthday, Blog!</title><summary type='text'>Two years ago, I decided Jen and I needed a public forum for our antics and stories and general sisterly-type things that we think are funny.Well, exactly two years ago, in 2008, this blog was born. Many, many blog posts have come and gone since then. It makes a person realize how quickly two years can go by.Thanks for reading and letting us share our thoughts with you. We still don't have a TV </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/738273073122224970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=738273073122224970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/738273073122224970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/738273073122224970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-second-birthday-blog.html' title='Happy Second Birthday, Blog!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2064554351852430313</id><published>2010-12-13T16:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:51:49.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Student Life</title><summary type='text'>So, as most of you know, I'm a 4th year student in the Faculty of Social Work at the U of R.I had a very intense semester this fall. Group projects, midterms, advocacy plans, ethical dilemma case studies, 3 major presentations, journal papers, communitiy planning and organizing papers. The last 3 weeks of classes, I had 15 different assignments due. Needless to say, it seemed never ending. But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2064554351852430313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2064554351852430313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2064554351852430313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2064554351852430313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/12/student-life.html' title='Student Life'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-480400522516144894</id><published>2010-12-13T16:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T16:34:27.331-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Too good to be true</title><summary type='text'>Everyday when I wake up, the dishes are magically put away. Always back in the cupboard.For months, I never really said anything to anyone not wanting to attract attention to a chore I may then have to complete. For the longest time, I secretly thought that maybe Ange and her husband had a dishes fairy. I mean, they must have lots of money, they have 3 types of chocolate chips in the cupboard and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/480400522516144894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=480400522516144894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/480400522516144894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/480400522516144894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/12/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='Too good to be true'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3153967087903104469</id><published>2010-12-04T13:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T14:07:38.381-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Faith??</title><summary type='text'>So it seems as if my family doesn't exactly have faith in me (Jennifer).A few weeks ago when the grater (not front end loader) cleaned the street, it made an awful mess on the street where I need to park my car. So I put on my toque and Angela's functional gloves because I all own are fashionable ones, and started moving the snow and ice chunks so my car could park closer to the curb.Little did I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3153967087903104469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3153967087903104469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3153967087903104469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3153967087903104469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/12/wheres-faith.html' title='Where&apos;s the Faith??'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-9098573720033062902</id><published>2010-11-17T23:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T23:17:48.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Patty "BadPants" Loveless</title><summary type='text'>To commemerate the second anniversary of the Jordan Knight run-in, Jen and I went to see Patty Loveless at the Casino. Well, it was actually just a coincidence that it was the same day as the Jordan Knight anniversary, but we still thought it was worth celebrating.Anyway, Patty is one of our favorite 90's country singers. She has a stunning voice and lots of great songs. However, as we learned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/9098573720033062902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=9098573720033062902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9098573720033062902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9098573720033062902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/11/patty-badpants-loveless.html' title='Patty &quot;BadPants&quot; Loveless'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2853765953251620284</id><published>2010-10-26T11:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:11:56.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well... the weather outside is frightful...</title><summary type='text'>So, today is the first snowfall here in Regina (and most places around Saskatchewan).I have to say I feel really conflicted. Although everything looks gorgeous covered in that white fluffy stuff, it's still snow.Now that the snow is here, I do feel less weird having wrapped Christmas gifts. Christmas carols and christmas baking are right around the corner too. Movies like Off to Grandmother's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2853765953251620284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2853765953251620284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2853765953251620284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2853765953251620284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/well-weather-outside-is-frightful.html' title='Well... the weather outside is frightful...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3120167404006562593</id><published>2010-10-25T21:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:54:33.983-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hip Baby Stores ... Or Not</title><summary type='text'>  When you're expecting a baby (or babies) you get to shop at all the cool baby stores. Lots of hip trendy places where they sell the latest must-have items.Of course, they aren't all trendy. In my prenatal class, the instructor was telling us about these maternity belly support belts that support your back and your baby bump. With my not-so-great back anyway, and my impending twin baby bump, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3120167404006562593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3120167404006562593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3120167404006562593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3120167404006562593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/hip-baby-stores-or-not.html' title='Hip Baby Stores ... Or Not'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/TMZQfNtv3PI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Jf08TcSTSr0/s72-c/IMG_0481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-590528094560174843</id><published>2010-10-24T23:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:04:42.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Raymore,</title><summary type='text'>I had completely forgot about the shock of Nov. 2009. Until I returned to the scene of the crime, and as I opened the door, it all came flooding back. If you don't know what I mean you should read the following link.http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2009/11/warning-disturbing-material-below.htmlSeeing the sight of that old lady with the stall door open might have triggered Post Traumatic Stress. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/590528094560174843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=590528094560174843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/590528094560174843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/590528094560174843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/dear-raymore.html' title='Dear Raymore,'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7340672880791339445</id><published>2010-10-24T22:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:57:08.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another post about Angela being with children! Haha!</title><summary type='text'>She's normal. Other than the belly at the front, she's totally normal. Well, she's sharing my closet, that's new.So she supposedly has these hormones, but I'm the one who cries over a photo or ketchup packet and snaps when people can't read my mind. Angela is doing pregnancy Angelina Jolie style -- just meaning she's being all movie star, looking great and still being nice. Angelina also has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7340672880791339445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7340672880791339445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7340672880791339445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7340672880791339445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/another-post-about-angela-being-with.html' title='Another post about Angela being with children! Haha!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1203362799730849460</id><published>2010-10-24T22:31:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T22:46:55.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Jengela Style</title><summary type='text'>Angela, my wonderful sister, made this huge delicious spread for thanksgiving. It was amazing. And she was doing it all herself, without water for part of it (Shout out to the new water heater!), at 5 months pregnant with twins. So, she was pretty much like a superhero. But even superhero's aren't perfect. After we ate, we pulled the table cloth off of Angela's perfect kitchen table... or what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1203362799730849460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1203362799730849460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1203362799730849460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1203362799730849460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/thanksgiving-jengela-style.html' title='Thanksgiving Jengela Style'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/TMUJUuPNzUI/AAAAAAAAAes/_32WK9mPU50/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4412267298460834885</id><published>2010-10-16T18:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:44:44.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pants Hangers and Blowdryers, some things don't come easy. At least to us!</title><summary type='text'>So, I may not have known how to work a pants hanger until Angela showed me, but she had no idea the back peice of the blowdryer comes off so you can clean the lint screen.See, I teach her things too. And I feel slightly better about using the pants hangers wrong for 4 months, because she's been oblivious to cleaning blowdryer lint for like 15 years.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4412267298460834885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4412267298460834885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4412267298460834885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4412267298460834885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/pants-hangers-and-blowdryer-some-things.html' title='Pants Hangers and Blowdryers, some things don&apos;t come easy. At least to us!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3790534816029390226</id><published>2010-10-08T11:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T11:14:19.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela Vs. Jennifer</title><summary type='text'>So, my entire life I have always wanted to be just like my big sister -- Have the same haircut, wear the same clothes and I always wanted to do everything Angela did, and then as I got older, I decided I wanted to do everything she did, but better.I had a better biology mark than her in high school. I grew 3 inches taller than her. I will have my degree at 26, 5 years earlier Angela.But I came to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3790534816029390226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3790534816029390226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3790534816029390226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3790534816029390226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/angela-vs-jennifer.html' title='Angela Vs. Jennifer'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4501357793276670834</id><published>2010-10-02T21:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:53:47.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People Watching...</title><summary type='text'>Do you ever see people and think "Oh, I'm so glad that's not me".Yesterday, I saw a lady walking 3 cats and I had that exact thought. And once in Costco, I saw a man buying 12 50lb bags of cat litter, same thought.So, right now, as you're feeling tired, or bitchy or wishing things were better, be glad you aren't those two!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4501357793276670834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4501357793276670834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4501357793276670834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4501357793276670834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/people-watching.html' title='People Watching...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4607736186593561634</id><published>2010-10-02T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:54:05.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Things...</title><summary type='text'>There are so many times a day, I look at Ange and say "this needs to be a blog". It happens even more frequently now that we live together again and that Ange is having a new adventure being pregnant.For example, today we went to the Cream of the Crop craft show. We parked next to a lady who had a cd adhered perpendicularly to her hitch on her car. It's always nice to get the stange out of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4607736186593561634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4607736186593561634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4607736186593561634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4607736186593561634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/10/litte-things.html' title='The Little Things...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-548481077366147467</id><published>2010-09-25T07:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:51:07.776-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Aunty Shannon</title><summary type='text'>I have a boogie in my nose. I know it isn't Jesus like I tried to tell you when I was 5. And its not the nose ring you hated. It's a boogie and I'm gonna blow it out when Ange gets out of the bathroom!!Love you! Thanks for reading our blog, Jennifer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/548481077366147467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=548481077366147467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/548481077366147467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/548481077366147467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-aunty-shannon.html' title='Dear Aunty Shannon'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-974042875851673546</id><published>2010-09-25T07:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T07:49:11.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I learn something everyday. For reals yo!</title><summary type='text'>Ya know pant hangers?? I've just recently become introduced to them (I as in Jennifer, not Angela). I kinda thought they were dumb because it was so hard to get your pants into.Well, while watching Ange pack clothes that are too snug around her belly, she snapped the top of her pant hanger and voila, the pants came out.HOLY CRAP!!! That makes it so much easier than prying the bottom open with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/974042875851673546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=974042875851673546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/974042875851673546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/974042875851673546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-learn-something-everyday-for-reals-yo.html' title='I learn something everyday. For reals yo!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2519598345588769826</id><published>2010-09-16T22:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:45:48.368-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Angela's Pregnancy by Jennifer</title><summary type='text'>I love living with Angela and watching her get cuter everyday. And by cuter, I mean she's starting to look like me!! I never thought it would happen since she looks like the materal side of our family and I take after the paternal side. But here are a few observations so far:We are now sharing clothes, and by that I mean, she is wearing some of my hoodies and pants, some of which she said she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2519598345588769826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2519598345588769826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2519598345588769826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2519598345588769826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/09/angelas-pregnancy-by-jennifer.html' title='Angela&apos;s Pregnancy by Jennifer'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8381140966474369603</id><published>2010-09-16T22:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:35:07.258-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennifer by the numbers...</title><summary type='text'>Technically it's Jennifer's student loan 2010 by the numbers: (This is not as exciting as a baby or 2!!)45 minutes of online forms2 weeks of waiting1 phone call1 more week of waiting (and 4 post office trips for our dear mom!)1 trip to the University of Regina.$2 for parking.9 swears for not having your SIN card and delaying the process5 construction zones over 200 kms of highway to meet the SIN </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8381140966474369603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8381140966474369603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8381140966474369603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8381140966474369603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/09/jennifer-by-numbers.html' title='Jennifer by the numbers...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6806816397213695875</id><published>2010-09-12T15:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T15:54:00.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Twins</title><summary type='text'>At the request of family members who are as obsessed with my identical twins as I am, here are some things I learned today about twins.Famous twins: both Alanis Morrisette and Ashton Kutcher have a fraternal twin. Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen are NOT identical twins (I know, this surprised me too, but sometimes fraternal twins can look very much alike).My former co-worker's sister who had fraternal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6806816397213695875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6806816397213695875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6806816397213695875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6806816397213695875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/09/all-things-twins.html' title='All Things Twins'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7046635778142726882</id><published>2010-09-06T08:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T08:25:52.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Amendment to The Numbers Game</title><summary type='text'>Make that TWO baby announcements you never thought you'd be reading! Identical twins will be arriving by March 6th, 2011!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7046635778142726882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7046635778142726882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7046635778142726882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7046635778142726882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/09/amendment-to-numbers-game.html' title='Amendment to The Numbers Game'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1272997373235995385</id><published>2010-08-26T20:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T20:37:25.922-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Numbers Game</title><summary type='text'>Angela and Grant, by the number:5 years of dating, plus10 years of marriage2 diplomas then2 degrees16 (!) jobs in4 cities (well, 3 cities and a town) in9 different homes with1 crazy dog, and now ...1 baby announcement you never thought you'd be reading.Estimated date of arrivalMarch 12, 2011</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1272997373235995385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1272997373235995385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1272997373235995385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1272997373235995385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/08/numbers-game.html' title='The Numbers Game'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-9195511942271111409</id><published>2010-08-20T21:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T21:29:30.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best. Blog. Ever.</title><summary type='text'>(Cue movie announcer guy ...)"It's the blog you've been waiting for all summer. Drama, action and all the edge-of-your-seat excitement that you can handle. It's The Numbers Game, coming to a blog near you, Thursday, August 26, 2010."(End movie announcer guy ...)I get it. I have not been blogging. I will make up for it. Soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/9195511942271111409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=9195511942271111409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9195511942271111409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/9195511942271111409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-blog-ever.html' title='Best. Blog. Ever.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2920596251051238622</id><published>2010-08-18T23:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:35:14.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ange, Where are you??</title><summary type='text'>Ange hasn't blogged in a long time. She's busy with her DVR full of Golden Girls. I would like to apologize on her behalf. And send my apologies that when I move to her house in 12 days, my blogs may possibly become as infrequent as hers (due to the Golden Girls, of course).Ange, if you are reading this, have you forgot our blog password? Is that why you give priority to the DVR? I'm pretty sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2920596251051238622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2920596251051238622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2920596251051238622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2920596251051238622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/08/ange-where-are-you.html' title='Ange, Where are you??'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-759573343257133109</id><published>2010-08-18T23:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:29:35.313-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Seatbelt Muffin Top</title><summary type='text'>Well, I know Toyota has been under a lot of media scrutiny lately, but for a family trip out West, my dad rented a Corolla.Did you know that Toyota has been ranked the safest car for 5 years in a row?? It's true. And after spending more than 12 hours in one, I know why.The seatbelts lock extremely tight and frequently. So tight you can't bend forward to reach anything. So tight that if you try to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/759573343257133109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=759573343257133109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/759573343257133109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/759573343257133109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/08/seatbelt-muffin-top.html' title='Seatbelt Muffin Top'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1294604715831949632</id><published>2010-08-18T23:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:24:21.541-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Yeah!</title><summary type='text'>Ok, so I found something, well actually Megan found something, but I fell in love with them.Jalapeno &amp; Dill potato chips.I love them, which makes sense because I like dill pickle chips, and I like jalapeno chips. Some Co-op genius decided to put those flavours together and make my world an even better place. Yes, these are Co-op Gold brand chips. No corporate giant like Lays came up with this.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1294604715831949632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1294604715831949632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1294604715831949632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1294604715831949632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/08/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell Yeah!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6192422416306144082</id><published>2010-07-26T21:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:47:17.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Craven 2010</title><summary type='text'>Ahhh... the weekend of waiting. Ange and I went to Craven --almost everyday. ALMOST. I guess it's my own fault for not including enough in my craven prayer, which went something like this:I pray that pre shopping, I don’t sit in pee. I pray that vehicle windshields are safe from birds and rocks. I pray that on the trip to Regina, my car passes through Davidson without difficulty. I pray that my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6192422416306144082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6192422416306144082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6192422416306144082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6192422416306144082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/07/craven-2010.html' title='Craven 2010'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2960417056363253353</id><published>2010-07-26T21:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:40:31.426-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aero Vs. Oreo</title><summary type='text'>Do you really need to give your employees more to struggle with?? The phonetic difference between Aero and Oreo is not enough, and on two separate occasions they’ve messed up the McFlurry orders. They got it right this week by some miracle. I wanted to tip the clerk that’s how insanely happy I was. So, c'mon McDonald's, I urge you to find another candy or cookie to further mess this up! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2960417056363253353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2960417056363253353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2960417056363253353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2960417056363253353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/07/aero-vs-oreo.html' title='Aero Vs. Oreo'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1085676057022679445</id><published>2010-07-26T21:31:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:36:47.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mmm... Robert Downey Jr.</title><summary type='text'>I just watched Iron Man 2. In russian, not english.I noticed about 49 minutes into the movie. This says a few things. First of all, I should maybe get hearing aids. Possibly, I should cough up the $4 to see the movie in english at the Rainbow and not watch it for free online (in a foreign language).This also signifies how good of a movie Iron Man 2, that I completely grasped the plot and concepts</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1085676057022679445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1085676057022679445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1085676057022679445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1085676057022679445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/07/mmm-robert-downey-jr.html' title='Mmm... Robert Downey Jr.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-915555465812033799</id><published>2010-06-29T20:15:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T20:20:01.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Drought</title><summary type='text'>We haven't blogged in a long time. In fact, not really much for the ol' blog the whole time that it's been raining around these parts. So, the only logical conclusion is that as the rainfall and water levels increase, the blogs decrease. A blog drought if you will.And, I am blogging about blogging which is the lamest blog of all! So sorry to our friends and fans. With Craven 2010 right around the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/915555465812033799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=915555465812033799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/915555465812033799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/915555465812033799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-drought.html' title='Blog Drought'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1775140964156942897</id><published>2010-06-15T22:16:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T22:19:53.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand blogs</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1775140964156942897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1775140964156942897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1775140964156942897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1775140964156942897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-picture-is-worth-thousand.html' title='Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand blogs'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/TBhQmu9xAPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/ivPFZgSjWOg/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-921590264988811507</id><published>2010-05-08T00:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T00:48:58.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother F!@#%&amp;</title><summary type='text'>I hit the ditch. On the way to a class that was cancelled. With a dead cell phone. On a snowy May day.Right after I talked about how blessed and wonderful my life is.I think it might be karma from "miscalculating" some numbers on my return from the US.But I took care of it myself. I am proud that I was able to get out of my vehicle, walk back to the highway in flip flops (I had shoes in the back,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/921590264988811507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=921590264988811507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/921590264988811507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/921590264988811507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/05/mother-f.html' title='Mother F!@#%&amp;'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8044670051517599649</id><published>2010-05-06T22:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T14:44:04.129-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some people are allergic to cheese. I am allergic to my pants.</title><summary type='text'>Okay, this isn't even a joke. I went to the doctor twice.First time I had an actual rash in the exact shape of my bra line. I was pretty sure I would be able to sue La Senza. That doctor said "it's an allergy...put this cream on it, it will go away".It went away.Then, a different kind of rash showed up on my upper thighs, and part of my back, and part of my calves. My regular doctor was busy, so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8044670051517599649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8044670051517599649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8044670051517599649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8044670051517599649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/05/some-people-are-allergic-to-cheese-i-am.html' title='Some people are allergic to cheese. I am allergic to my pants.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6871614701964672710</id><published>2010-05-02T23:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:13:03.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sin City meet Jennifer</title><summary type='text'>Las Vegas is like another planet. It's slow all day long, but once night hits, it's complete mayhem.Every skinny person has fake boobs. Boys wear purple crocs. Yeah, that's plural. I saw more than one boy wearing purple crocs. But that's better than the people who don't wear shoes at all.I also got some insight into the obesity problems. Instead of stairs and ramps, they have escalators and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6871614701964672710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6871614701964672710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6871614701964672710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6871614701964672710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/05/sin-city-meet-jennifer.html' title='Sin City meet Jennifer'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8811496848400071379</id><published>2010-05-02T22:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:05:50.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good</title><summary type='text'>I'm having the best year of my life. Things could not possibly go any better.I've gone on incredible trips to Maui and Las Vegas. I loved my job at the Chamber. I won scholarships. I met a very nice, cute and respectful guy. I enjoy my classes including a new scary one, which has two assignments I've done before!! I love the World Gym so much, I go for hours a day. I have a wonderful family that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8811496848400071379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8811496848400071379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8811496848400071379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8811496848400071379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1629659157472604914</id><published>2010-04-23T18:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:03:43.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen on Fire</title><summary type='text'>So, my best friend Krista has an adorable baby, Brooklyn. Brooklyn is 7 months and about 17lbs. I love her. A lot. So, knowing that I'm going to Las Vegas next week, I decided I was going to hog her... Bad decision.So I held her throughout the grocery stores. I held her in the Pizza place. I held her at the park. That night my arm was so sore it was keeping me from falling asleep. Finally, 2 am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1629659157472604914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1629659157472604914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1629659157472604914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1629659157472604914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/jen-on-fire.html' title='Jen on Fire'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/S9JDFVUBn4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/p9J5TjyruI8/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-329551274923850182</id><published>2010-04-20T16:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:22:50.198-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk People are Funny!</title><summary type='text'>If you are in need of a smile or laugh, click below:http://perezhilton.com/2010-04-20-drunk-people-are-funnyI really laughed out loud. It reminded me of Craven. 84 days til Craven!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/329551274923850182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=329551274923850182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/329551274923850182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/329551274923850182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/drunk-people-are-funny.html' title='Drunk People are Funny!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7031003384196645643</id><published>2010-04-13T23:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:17:15.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you haven't noticed...</title><summary type='text'>I've been saving up blogs. I make a list and write them when I want to procrastinate doing something else. Like studying.It also makes me weed out the ones that are crappy.So I'll leave you with this thought, it's my current favorite:May the hair on your lip grow upside down and get tangled in the hair coming out of your nose</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7031003384196645643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7031003384196645643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7031003384196645643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7031003384196645643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/in-case-you-havent-noticed.html' title='In case you haven&apos;t noticed...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4198025327064736674</id><published>2010-04-13T23:10:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:14:06.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lap N Snack</title><summary type='text'>So, there is this commercial for the Lap and Snack. A bowl that fits on your leg so you don't need to balance, you don't have to hold the bowl and it makes it easier to share. I always get so excited when it comes on because of course, I want one. Badly. As bad as I want bandaids that have pickles on them.Half way through the commercial, the screen and my dream of lap 'n' snack ownership is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4198025327064736674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4198025327064736674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4198025327064736674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4198025327064736674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/lap-n-snack.html' title='Lap N Snack'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6723317814392312285</id><published>2010-04-13T23:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:09:57.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my old school cell phone but...</title><summary type='text'>My phone has Alzheimer’s. No, not really. However, my texts are no longer being received in the manner I prefer – promptly! But I have a theory. It is because of stupid people (probably girls, sorry I'm a chick and I even think that young girls are getting stupider by the minute, ex. TV show 16 and pregnant, I dare you to watch it for an enitre episode and not purchase a gun immediately after). </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6723317814392312285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6723317814392312285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6723317814392312285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6723317814392312285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-love-my-old-school-cell-phone-but.html' title='I love my old school cell phone but...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-5172855187335333324</id><published>2010-04-13T22:58:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T23:39:43.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT</title><summary type='text'>I just want to throw this out there, but there are way too many bald guys walking around with long hair.Growing your hair longer does not compensate for only having it on the sides or back or middle of your head.Looking at your nasty Bret Michaels inspired hair makes me get a headache. It causes my retinas to become confused and not understand how to synapse, improperly sending messages through </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/5172855187335333324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=5172855187335333324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5172855187335333324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5172855187335333324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/very-important-announcement.html' title='VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-347999156549979667</id><published>2010-04-13T22:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T22:58:24.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Lord, when will it end...</title><summary type='text'>So, I've been in Saskatoon since Sunday.Sunday night, I vacuumed all the carpet in the house. Standing at the end of the hallway, I decided to use an attachment around the edges. I pulled the handle attached to the hose and dust exploded everywhere. I had to ask Angela how to use the vacuum, which I'm still not convinced I have the skill to do.Yesterday, I decided to have toast. I put the bread </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/347999156549979667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=347999156549979667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/347999156549979667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/347999156549979667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-lord-when-will-it-end.html' title='Good Lord, when will it end...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-14329588245540749</id><published>2010-04-13T11:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:35:15.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate screws with Jennifer.</title><summary type='text'>I had plans. Wonderful, glorious plans for the last summer that I will be a student. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;Social Services called. Oh, no, not in that way! They want to hire me, well, at least interview me.  I talked to Angela, and that helped. But I want to talk to my Dad. And he’s not currently in the country. I know he’ll be home tomorrow </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/14329588245540749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=14329588245540749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/14329588245540749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/14329588245540749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/fate-screws-with-jennifer.html' title='Fate screws with Jennifer.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8754641068013499969</id><published>2010-04-13T11:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:32:49.542-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter of a Century!</title><summary type='text'>I turned 25 last Monday. I had a great day. I received so many beautiful birthday wishes that at one point during the day I actually cried.But the best part of the day is when Dad took me out for supper. I ordered a Peach Bellini. The waitress then asked for my ID!I sure hope that happens when I turn 35!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8754641068013499969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8754641068013499969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8754641068013499969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8754641068013499969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/quarter-of-century.html' title='Quarter of a Century!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-427368557054578195</id><published>2010-04-09T21:54:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T22:18:25.145-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks God for making two celebrity Wahlbergs</title><summary type='text'>You know about my minor obsession with the New Kids, which has one Wahlberg in it, but did I ever mention my other Wahlberg love - as in Mark? I saw Date Night tonight and thank God he is shirtless in it the whole time. Now, as I reminisce, I thought it was important to dig out this ad from 1992. Which I totally had on my bedroom wall. Which I think I actually kept in my souvenir box somewhere. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/427368557054578195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=427368557054578195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/427368557054578195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/427368557054578195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/thanks-god-for-making-two-celebrity.html' title='Thanks God for making two celebrity Wahlbergs'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/S7_4mylrOeI/AAAAAAAAAeA/a4s3tednkJ8/s72-c/wahlberg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7287678788313364357</id><published>2010-04-05T17:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:30:42.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Your Birthday, Happy Birthday...</title><summary type='text'>Happy Quarter Century to Jen! Have a wonderful birthday.Love your co-blogging author and sister,Ange(To review my favorite baby Jen story, make sure and read last year's April 5th post.)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7287678788313364357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7287678788313364357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7287678788313364357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7287678788313364357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-your-birthday-happy-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s Your Birthday, Happy Birthday...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-2841366462224313305</id><published>2010-04-04T08:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T08:56:29.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys. Not Men.</title><summary type='text'>I joined Jen and her friends the other night at a Saskatoon country music bar. (Where else would we go?) This was a first. Other than Craven, I am quite sure the bar is not a place we frequent together. I wasn't much of a bar hopper when I was 21 and I am definitely not now that I am 31.Anyway, other than the reduction in tobacco smoke, not much has changed since I was 21. At this particular bar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/2841366462224313305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=2841366462224313305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2841366462224313305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/2841366462224313305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/04/boys-not-men.html' title='Boys. Not Men.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-5853508637450912481</id><published>2010-03-25T20:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:47:41.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging Insight!</title><summary type='text'>Blogs are kinda like song writing, you have to write a lot to get a hit. I’ve written a lot of blogs, but sometimes its the situation where you have to be there. For example, Grandma Nelson is so much funnier in person. Hence, why I need the TV show!!! &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/5853508637450912481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=5853508637450912481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5853508637450912481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5853508637450912481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/blogging-insight.html' title='Blogging Insight!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8298161161376321435</id><published>2010-03-25T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:46:27.259-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma, Faith and Signs</title><summary type='text'>So, I believe things happen for a reason. I believe that for most bad things too. They only seem bad, and could’ve been worse. And the bad things are what make the wonderful things so wonderful.  I have faith that things will work out the way they are supposed to. I believe in karma, do good and you’ll receive good, do bad and you’ll receive bad. I also believe in signs. That some moments in life</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8298161161376321435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8298161161376321435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8298161161376321435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8298161161376321435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/karma-faith-and-signs.html' title='Karma, Faith and Signs'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3810788669090038205</id><published>2010-03-25T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T20:44:16.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh! My shoes...</title><summary type='text'>I was in Biggar on the weekend for a cabaret. During the cabaret, about 6 drinks in (so I was still sober enough to realize what was happening), I went to buy another drink. In line, at the bar I could feel wetness in my socks. I looked down and there was water, two inches deep, everywhere!!! &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;A toilet in the boy’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3810788669090038205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3810788669090038205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3810788669090038205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3810788669090038205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/ugh-my-shoes.html' title='Ugh! My shoes...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4105520018807330982</id><published>2010-03-24T17:29:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T17:34:42.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday night I decided to finish my Christmas baking. I had everything I needed to make toffee! The most wonderful delicious incredible toffee. So at 10:30, I started stirring the butter, sugar, eagle brand and corn syrup, it was ready to sit overnight!Today, Mom, Corey and I all had a few peices, but it was Grandma and Grandpa, mostly Grandpa who ate HALF the pan. So I was a little shocked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4105520018807330982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4105520018807330982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4105520018807330982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4105520018807330982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/S6qhXnTmssI/AAAAAAAAAdU/fgLQmRB1jAk/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3552258170643181549</id><published>2010-03-22T20:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:26:43.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally! My opportunity to dis Taylor Swift</title><summary type='text'>Okay, before I get into my rant that I've been thinking about for a while, courtesy of Ms. Swift, can I just please take a moment to acknowledge those who have such intelligence and clever wit to come up with "Jengela"? Like seriously, that is awesomeness. That will also help keep us from getting confused between the other famous Ange and Jen - Jolie and Aniston, of course.Thanks to the anonymous</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3552258170643181549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3552258170643181549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3552258170643181549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3552258170643181549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-my-opportunity-to-dis-taylor.html' title='Finally! My opportunity to dis Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-828679152568649891</id><published>2010-03-21T17:27:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:30:34.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Eyes</title><summary type='text'>Last night, I texted my best friend, "There’s a guy trying to dance with me but I can’t tell where his eyes are looking because they point different ways." This was her response and this is also why she is my best friend!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; “Follow the one that isn’t pointing the ceiling. He obviously spotted you so it’ll probably be the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/828679152568649891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=828679152568649891' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/828679152568649891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/828679152568649891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-etes.html' title='Crazy Eyes'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4701014522704306765</id><published>2010-03-21T17:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T20:35:53.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartwheels!</title><summary type='text'>I get in trouble sometimes when I try to show off my athletic ability. Probably because I'm not athletic. And it takes a little bit of vodka for me to think I am. It's part of the "audience disease" I blogged about last March, surprisingly at the same event in Biggar... when I split my pants.So, when deciding to do a cartwheel, which I CAN do as of 1995, there's a few things to consider:that your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4701014522704306765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4701014522704306765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4701014522704306765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4701014522704306765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/cartwheels.html' title='Cartwheels!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1196516447723929897</id><published>2010-03-19T22:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:06:26.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ATTENTION!!</title><summary type='text'>Dear friends who read our blog but do not "follow us" officially,We're on facebook now too. So we expect you to become a fan. Especially if you're already on facebook. You have no excuse.So GO! Go become a fan!!http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Ange-and-Jen-Have-A-Blog-Because-No-One-Will-Give-Them-A-TV-Show/100583506648051?ref=nfThanks, Jen</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1196516447723929897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1196516447723929897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1196516447723929897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1196516447723929897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/attention.html' title='ATTENTION!!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6968352133351393362</id><published>2010-03-19T21:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T22:54:37.379-06:00</updated><title type='text'>F U D Q</title><summary type='text'>Picture this, Sicily 1912... No wait, that's Sophia's line! (I'm newly addicted to the Golden Girls!).Ok, picture this, Whaler's Village, Maui, 2010:I want to have a talk about the only place in world that has mountains of incredibleness for only 42 cents an oz.It's better than Candyland! Candyland is actually the Nutter's bulk store in Melfort, but when we were little we'd drive by and beg for a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6968352133351393362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6968352133351393362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6968352133351393362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6968352133351393362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/f-u-d-q.html' title='F U D Q'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/S6RUkyA07lI/AAAAAAAAAcc/CScbgSiZ4vw/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4947927371324397613</id><published>2010-03-19T21:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:41:17.619-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging might suck, but I'm still young.</title><summary type='text'>For the past 4 weeks I have been teaching a the Tourism Essentials Certificate Programs which teaches employability/transferable skills. Today, my student wrote their exam. Part of my job as program facilitator is to proctor the exam.As I was recording photo ID numbers, I realized that out of all my students or co-workers, I was the youngest person there.Although, one of my students Brenda* (name</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4947927371324397613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4947927371324397613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4947927371324397613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4947927371324397613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/aging-might-suck-but-im-still-young.html' title='Aging might suck, but I&apos;m still young.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-5504135549599758490</id><published>2010-03-19T21:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T14:17:39.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WalMart Supercenter: You Have Redeemed Yourself</title><summary type='text'>Tonight on my shopping excursions, I headed down to the same Walmart Supercenter that I bitched about horribly a few weeks back. (February 21 if you're so inclined to look it up.)I just wanted to say that it was a stupendous trip. As Grandma would say,"I enjoyed myself immensely."Everything I wanted was in stock. Even the super cheap double roll Royale toilet paper on sale for 4.48. Not only was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/5504135549599758490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=5504135549599758490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5504135549599758490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/5504135549599758490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/walmart-supercenter-you-have-redeemed.html' title='WalMart Supercenter: You Have Redeemed Yourself'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/S6Z9ZiZQ4-I/AAAAAAAAAdI/BPPJTFpGZXs/s72-c/Jen%27s+Pictures+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1919784714118371937</id><published>2010-03-19T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:27:32.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Aging Sucks.</title><summary type='text'>I had my first moment of "I am too old to wear those" the other day.I was looking at all the different running shoes in the store, and I saw a sign that said Vans, which was my favorite brand of shoe when I was a young hip teenager. Of course, they no longer resemble what I hoped they would. Now they look like the DC skateboard shoes that teenagers wear.I picked a pair off the shelf and was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1919784714118371937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1919784714118371937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1919784714118371937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1919784714118371937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/aging-sucks.html' title='Aging Sucks.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7562124382311929631</id><published>2010-03-16T20:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:21:16.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Idol is good.</title><summary type='text'>I love the big stage. I never realized that I didn't like the other one. This looks like the big time now. And everyone seems better...maybe because they are doing Stones songs which are all good?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7562124382311929631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7562124382311929631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7562124382311929631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7562124382311929631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/idol-is-good.html' title='Idol is good.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7384171911088294977</id><published>2010-03-10T21:45:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:22:03.194-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys Night</title><summary type='text'>Lee kinda made me like that song even better than the original. Fireflies is overplayed on XM like WAY too much.Alex was weak. And his mullet is getting way longer.I loved Tim. I think that is my new favorite song. Written by a Canadian - Leonard Cohen - and kd lang kicked it at the Olympics with that song. And then we can have sex by the bleachers. Me and Tim, not me and kd.Okay, now I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7384171911088294977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7384171911088294977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7384171911088294977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7384171911088294977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/boys-night.html' title='Boys Night'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8780555349175201859</id><published>2010-03-09T22:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:22:43.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, WHAT?!</title><summary type='text'>We always laugh about the time Grandma told Jen, "your hair looks really good, I almost didn't recognize you." ... of course, Grandma meant that in a GOOD way, but it kinda made it seem like Jen usually looks awful.Well, tonight I did almost this same thing to my step-sister-in-law. Jaime recently lost 99 pounds. Okay, maybe she's at 100 by now, but the point is, she looks like a different person</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8780555349175201859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8780555349175201859' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8780555349175201859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8780555349175201859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/um-what.html' title='Um, WHAT?!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6792462316427501485</id><published>2010-03-09T19:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:03:51.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night. Second edition.</title><summary type='text'>A chance to hear what Grant and I are saying....Katie - We both say she isn't refined. Maybe she has Down syndrome? (Grant was serious.) Grant misses Adam Lambert (or, "the gay guy from last year"). No charisma. Grant says "they both suck (Lacey and Siobhan)...and I hate Idol."Siobhan - The judges will love this. I don't mind it, if I don't look at her. She seems too stiff.Lacey - Grant's not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6792462316427501485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6792462316427501485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6792462316427501485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6792462316427501485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/girls-night-second-edition.html' title='Girls Night. Second edition.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-6782924779896151502</id><published>2010-03-03T22:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:17:54.753-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not a copycat, but I want to jump on Ange's train.</title><summary type='text'>I generally don't watch American Idol, but tonight I did. Here's my condensed thoughts!Crystal - Why didn't you comb your hair? I get you were in the hospital, but now you're on tv, so grab a brush!Katie Stevens - that was not the voice I was expecting to come out of her mouth. I was thinking she'd be more Britney/Mandy Moore-ish. She has an old voice, doesn't match the rest of the package... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/6782924779896151502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=6782924779896151502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6782924779896151502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/6782924779896151502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-not-copycat-but-i-want-to-jump-on.html' title='I&apos;m not a copycat, but I want to jump on Ange&apos;s train.'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-808470447153264793</id><published>2010-03-03T20:29:00.020-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T22:01:55.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Night: American Idol, March 3rd edition</title><summary type='text'>First, let me point out I don't watch the show live. I DVR it and watch it later, so hopefully you aren't waiting for my blog. (I don't want to keep my two readers waiting.)Anyway, can I just say I enjoy seeing Kara's new hairdo every night. I think it's extensions.Crystal Bowersox - Grant says she is not bad for a burnt out hippie. I am a big fan of the gospel sound, but this is boring me. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/808470447153264793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=808470447153264793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/808470447153264793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/808470447153264793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/girls-night-american-idol-march-3rd.html' title='Girls Night: American Idol, March 3rd edition'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8905738289185104464</id><published>2010-03-03T17:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:30:56.755-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Towns, Saturday Night...</title><summary type='text'>This past weekend, I went to Spalding. Spalding is real small.After driving down two streets, we found all the vehicles, and of course, the party. Or so we thought... We walked into the bar thinking that with dozens of vehicles outside, there would be lots of people inside. There were 3 people playing cards and 3 people playing pool. And us. Alicia, Krista and I thought we should have one drink, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8905738289185104464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8905738289185104464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8905738289185104464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8905738289185104464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/small-towns-saturday-night.html' title='Small Towns, Saturday Night...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7374182528210236680</id><published>2010-03-03T17:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T17:18:10.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Jillian Michaels!</title><summary type='text'>I can do twice as many push ups as I did on Monday. You know what that means, DOUBLE DIGITS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7374182528210236680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7374182528210236680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7374182528210236680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7374182528210236680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/thanks-jillian-michaels.html' title='Thanks Jillian Michaels!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4985358367856068170</id><published>2010-03-02T21:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:40:33.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of me as judge #5, if you will</title><summary type='text'>To amuse myself during this year's mediocre American Idol, I have decided to blog as I watch. This way I can share my thoughts, much like a fifth judge would.Big Mike - he rocked tonight. Kinda like a Barry White, but with muscles instead of an obesity problem. Every person who likes babies is voting for him.John Park - he thinks he's John Mayer. He's not. I think he could be one of those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4985358367856068170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4985358367856068170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4985358367856068170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4985358367856068170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/think-of-me-as-judge-5-if-you-will.html' title='Think of me as judge #5, if you will'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-8673106276468675722</id><published>2010-03-01T19:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T19:16:07.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grandma stories don't end in Regina!</title><summary type='text'>Grandma stayed night in Melfort after leaving Regina. Today when I got home from work at lunch, I visited with grandma before heading downstairs to work on homework.Between 1 and 4, I probably went upstairs 6 or 8 times to get a pen, to get a drink, or just to go pee. I didn't think my presence was secret.So when I changed into my workout clothes at 4, I was quite surprised when grandma said, "I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/8673106276468675722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=8673106276468675722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8673106276468675722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/8673106276468675722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/03/grandma-stories-dont-end-in-regina.html' title='The Grandma stories don&apos;t end in Regina!'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-7225166920594379899</id><published>2010-02-28T14:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:17:50.007-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Gems</title><summary type='text'>Not one to disappoint, Grandma's visit was entertaining and enjoyable for her, and for me. She was a bit sad that the spring Farmer's Market doesn't start until next Saturday, but even still, she had a good time.I did take her and mom to the new Walmart Supercentre. Grandma's first comment was "Holy Sh@t", which may have just been a copy of what mom said. When we got in there she asked me all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/7225166920594379899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=7225166920594379899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7225166920594379899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/7225166920594379899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/02/grandmas-gems.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Gems'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_io0hGEjdFcM/S4rbT7M5JHI/AAAAAAAAAbw/xDzT76A4Wbw/s72-c/IMG_2160%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-146939845599038481</id><published>2010-02-27T18:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T18:55:24.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen's Research Experiment</title><summary type='text'>I'm a University student, so it's imperative that I learn scholarly things. Today I conducted a research experiment and learned that with the addition of Smirnoff Ice, my typing skills seem to be impaired, but its an inverse relationship to my singing skills because they keep getting better!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/146939845599038481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=146939845599038481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/146939845599038481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/146939845599038481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/02/jens-research-experiment.html' title='Jen&apos;s Research Experiment'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-3203184030329435708</id><published>2010-02-22T18:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T19:09:54.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I can be rude...</title><summary type='text'>So I would like to apologize. Specifically to Brayden's friend, the one who asked Erika to dance and left Brayden and I to make awkward small talk.First, I will apologize for not knowing your name. But your striped sweater was very nice.Secondly, I will apologize for making you show your id to verify your age. But you did lie. You just turned 21 on Jan 1. That's not close to 22 yet.Thirdly, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/3203184030329435708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=3203184030329435708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3203184030329435708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/3203184030329435708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-can-be-rude.html' title='Sometimes I can be rude...'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-1496102810560747020</id><published>2010-02-21T15:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T15:34:12.024-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walmart Supercenter is not super</title><summary type='text'>Before Jennifer gets all greedy and does all the blogging, accusing me of not having any adventures, I would like to tell a little story about the new Walmart Supercenter.(I don't have a picture. Jennifer does. WTF? I know, but maybe she can add it.)This Supercenter just opened on Feb. 10th. Even the mayor was there. It's the first store in the new development out by my house. This is MY Walmart,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/1496102810560747020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=1496102810560747020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1496102810560747020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/1496102810560747020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/02/walmart-supercenter-is-not-super.html' title='Walmart Supercenter is not super'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1326150297319033581.post-4786632903593697936</id><published>2010-02-20T20:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:26:21.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen's First Kitchen Fire</title><summary type='text'>Today I was making one of Ange's great recipes that she gets from Kraft Canada. In one pan I was cooking the chicken and in a pot on the other burner, I was boiling water.  Since I believe in multi-tasking, I was also on facebook and youtube.All of a sudden I could smell burning. Bad burning. I looked my chicken, swirled it around, it was fine. I look to the other burner and there are flames! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/feeds/4786632903593697936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1326150297319033581&amp;postID=4786632903593697936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4786632903593697936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1326150297319033581/posts/default/4786632903593697936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angeandjen.blogspot.com/2010/02/jens-first-kitchen-fire.html' title='Jen&apos;s First Kitchen Fire'/><author><name>Ange and Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10382121559069602486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
