<?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-756546377322619821</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:56:08.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jessie's Jammin' Jungle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-756546377322619821.post-4477334413740956335</id><published>2009-08-14T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:31:12.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of summer School Comes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hi! I'm trying to get into the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;habit&lt;/span&gt; of writing more often. So, far I've been reading a lot, watching movies, working, just the same as before. I'm going to be a junior this year. My parents are always telling me that I need to work hard so I can go to a good college. I have what I need to graduate high school. With out counting this years classes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   1 One Math&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   2 One Science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   3 One History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   4 Two English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   5 Two Languages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   6 One point 5 P.E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   7 Point 5 health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;   8 3.5 Electives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I am going to the same school as last year.   The Classes I'll be taking this year are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      1 Chemistry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      2 Algebra 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      3 English 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      4 History &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      5 American Sign Language 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      6 P.E/Home EC &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      7 Online Study &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;      8 MY church class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;If i can't take Home EC I will be taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jewelry&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Part 3 of the poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    "&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; The reason you never cross my mind is because your always on my mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    " The reason I don't like you is because I love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    " The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    " The reason I wouldn't live for me is because I would die for you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    " The reason I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;    " The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I thought that was really cute. Hope you think so too. See ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756546377322619821-4477334413740956335?l=jessiesjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4477334413740956335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756546377322619821&amp;postID=4477334413740956335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/4477334413740956335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/4477334413740956335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/2009/08/end-of-summer-school-comes.html' title='End of summer School Comes'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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-756546377322619821.post-675504708536052060</id><published>2009-07-31T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T14:50:14.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GONE WILD</title><content type='html'>HEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLOOOOOOO! Been gone for awhile, HUH? School and life has kept me away, but summer started and I still didn't write. Been lazy and have done other things. School was crazy since the last time I wrote. Crazy things from a little boy problems to homework and more. So, I didn't do so well Got a couple of C's. I want and need to do better next year. If I want to go to a good college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     My parents keep reminding me that I've only got 2 years left in high school. It's pretty soon. When I was younger older kids would tell me that, middle school would go by fast and that high school would go more slow. Well, they were wrong; at least to me they were. I don't have too many classes left. But, I want to get as much as I can do, before college. My weakist points are, math and science. This year I will be taking, Chemistry and Algebra 2. But, I will work my hardest so that I can get good grades in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        SUMMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     To me summer goes to slow. Every kid is excited about no more school. But, for a lot of them wish to have school because they will get board and will have nothing to do. Or they can have a job and can't wait for school so that they can leave. Because they had the people they work with or had their job. So, summer can be fun or really boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     Poem&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There is this really cute poem that i like here it is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Part one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;          A girl is having a disscussion witha boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;G.- Do I ever cross your mind? B.- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;G.- Do you want me? B.- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;G.- Would you cry if i left? B.- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;G.- Would you live for me? B.- No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;G.- Would you do any thing for me? B.- No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;G.- Choose me or your life? B.- My Life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Part Two: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after saying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Sorry something came up. I have to go. Will write the rest in my next blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756546377322619821-675504708536052060?l=jessiesjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/675504708536052060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756546377322619821&amp;postID=675504708536052060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/675504708536052060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/675504708536052060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/2009/07/gone-wild.html' title='GONE WILD'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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-756546377322619821.post-1788445490632836807</id><published>2009-02-27T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:06:59.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I've Been Lazy</title><content type='html'>Hi! to all those that read my blog. Sorry,Auntie P. I haven't written anything for a while. So, I have a lot to catch up on. I love to read. I've read many books since I last wrote. I don't like that Peter guy any more because he turned out not a type of guy that I would date. He's still cute but, I don't like the way he talks. On Christmas I got things that I had wanted. Oh, Thanksgiving was good. I'm happy that I was able to be around family for these holidays. I should say my moms family. But, I do love my dad's family as well. Around the beginning of January I started to like a boy from my ward. His name is Brock Giles. He's about a year older than me. He turns 17 in March. He wants to a person that designs buildings. {I forgot to spell the word. I'm bad at spelling.} He's cute. He is a real nice person. He is in 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade. In January I had my b-day. SIXTEEN!!!!!! I'm doing really well in school. This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt; I'm in the Newspaper class. It's fun. I already gave in my first article. I did okay {to me}, I know that I can do better next time. We have kind of a small class so each of us have our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt; section. I'm over school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;submissions&lt;/span&gt;. I can do what ever I want to do.  So, school and everything is going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I love to write. One goal for this year is to finish my book that I have started to write. It's called Dolphin Love. In English class we had to write some poems So, I want to share some with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           This poem is called the number poems. You write one side of a conversation. So, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Find true happiness is hard to find alone."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                        Silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "What?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "Haven't you heard Kelly say that?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "How?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "She told us at lunch, stupid." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "Yeah, smart one." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "Sally, stop saying sorry. It's irritating me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "I said stop. Gosh you can't hear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;                       "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;. Come over, I have that new movie, okay?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           This poem is called Word Poem. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                          &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;  Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                      Family Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                    Sweet and Kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                     Hug, kiss, jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;             Anger, Sadness, Love, Hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;                            Parents   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              This Poem is called Syllable Pattern. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bitter Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;                        Cry away your tears &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;                Kevin and Kate no more together &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;           Kate's tears of sadness falls down her face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;                                Kevin's joy  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       This Poem is called Synonym Poem. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  Kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;             Goodhearted,helpful,friendly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;                 Kind is to help others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;             Children together sharing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;              Children together caring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        This is the last poem. My teacher gave my 6 words that I  had to use. They are GOVERNMENT, MYTH, ATTACK, TARGET, SPY, PROTON-BLASTER.&lt;br /&gt;Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Zeus and Grace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                    My love is like the government&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                               Stern,smart,strong,and unpredictable &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                           My loves name is Zeus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                            Name of a myth god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                               God he is to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                     The attack of his blue eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                            Shining to my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                            My love for him is like a target of a spy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                       A proton-blaster couldn't blow our love a part &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                      Zeus and Grace has a ring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                        A ring of church bells &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;                                  Zeus and Grace forever more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These poems I wrote. Please comment of what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                  SEE YOU TILL NEXT TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756546377322619821-1788445490632836807?l=jessiesjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1788445490632836807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756546377322619821&amp;postID=1788445490632836807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/1788445490632836807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/1788445490632836807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-ive-been-lazy.html' title='Sorry I&apos;ve Been Lazy'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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-756546377322619821.post-2513457987658512199</id><published>2008-11-10T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:27:08.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update and More Recipes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;HHHHEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hi! It has only been one day but, I wanted to write anyway. In church my sister has a calling. On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt; I got my bed. I am so happy. It is a lot easier to sleep soundly. My room is a lot cleaner and I it will be a lot easier to keep it clean. In school I have to study for biology (a test). In Child Development next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; we are going to watch a woman go through her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/span&gt; and them the birth of the baby. Kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. My teacher gave us a slip for our parents to sign saying that we can watch it. In my history class we had a test. I sort of don't like that class all that much. But, as like my parents say " That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; mean that you can still work hard anyway." End quote. I love to write stories. I have written my on play. I was only 13 so it is kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kiddish&lt;/span&gt;. When I grow up I want to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;kindergarten&lt;/span&gt; teacher and maybe and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aurthur&lt;/span&gt;. I love to make up stories. Anyway there you go. Now here is you new recipe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Recipe: Rhubarb iced-tea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;  Ingredients: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;      8-10 good sized stalks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;freshed&lt;/span&gt; red rhubarb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;     1/2 cup sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;      4 herbal tea bags(mint,lemon,or berry...choose something sweet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;      3 quarts cold water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Chop up the stalks of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;rhubarb&lt;/span&gt; into pieces about the size of your thumb. Wash them thoroughly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Drop the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;rhubanb&lt;/span&gt; into a large pot with cold water. Bring to a boil over high heat, then turn down the heat to median low, cover, and simmer for 45 minutes to 1 hour. Uncover and let cool for at least 15 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Put the sugar and the tea bags into a larger glass ice-tea pitcher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pour the rhubarb water through a sieve into the pitcher, making sure rhubarb pieces don't end up in the tea bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pour the tea into a glass filled to the rim with ice. Add mint leaves or a sliced of lemon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                      makes about 12 glasses &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;      If &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;you try&lt;/span&gt; it please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks for reading this. See you later!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756546377322619821-2513457987658512199?l=jessiesjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2513457987658512199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756546377322619821&amp;postID=2513457987658512199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/2513457987658512199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/2513457987658512199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-and-more-recipes.html' title='Update and More Recipes'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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-756546377322619821.post-8834515046195616436</id><published>2008-11-09T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T13:00:11.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up and something interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Catching Up On My Life&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Sorry Aunties I've haven't been able to get to this to write. I've been good. School and other activities have been well. math I have a little hard with, but I'm still working hard. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; teacher keeps giving us work. We are doing a book report, but she has &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt; it into 4 parts. We have done 2 already. Its kind of fun. It all depends on what you like. Reading a lot or very little. Church has been fun and great. In my church class at school I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; more about the scriptures. My friends are funny and nice to hang around with. My teachers are nice most of the time. I want to start driving soon. We haven't been able to get the book. My friend just passed so she is going to lend me when she can find it. Also I need to get in the drivers seat. I think once I get it with my big family and all it will be very helpful. My school is nice and I like it a lot. My friends and I talk about different things and one of the subjects is boys. One of my friends was having boy problems and in the end it all worked out. So they are together. I think some of the boys are cute. There is this one boy that I think is cute. I kind of like him as well. Sometimes our eyes meet but then, one of us turn away. When I'm sitting he and his friends come around there and I have him in 3 of my classes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;He He&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; told my mom jet. Any way I cleaned my room &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. I also reset my room. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Something Interesting&lt;br /&gt;I read this book called Flavor of the Week. Its by Tucker Shaw. Its about a 16 year old boy who cooks. Every chapter is named after a foo the boy cooks. If you like I think that you should read it. Its not very long. The most is 219 pages. Also the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Aurthur&lt;/span&gt; gives the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt; for each food or drink. The sound good by what the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Aurthur&lt;/span&gt; wrote. The recipes count as some of the pages. I want to write the recipes for you. I haven't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tryed&lt;/span&gt; cooking them yet. So I really taste good. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Aurthur&lt;/span&gt; has written other books. He is also a cook. The names of the food are kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;weired&lt;/span&gt;. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Kitchen-sink cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;1 (3/4) cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon fresh baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;2 sticks unsalted butter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (1/4) cups firmly packed brown sugar. light or dark.&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons whole milk&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoons real vanilla extract. Not imitation, ever.&lt;br /&gt;2 cups uncooked old fashioned rolled oats&lt;br /&gt;1 cup semisweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;1-2 cups Reese's pieces, coconut flakes, walnuts, M&amp;amp;M's, or what ever else you feel like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Preheat oven to 375 degrees F &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Get all your ingredients &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;organized&lt;/span&gt;. Make sure you have everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In a median bowl whisk together the flour, baking soda, and salt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In a large bowl with electric mixer, beat the butter and sugar on median speed until creamy, about 2 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;In a smaller bowl gently beat the eggs with a fork to break up yolks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Add the nutmeg,eggs,milk, and vanilla to the butter mixture; beat on median for another minute until color is even and texture is consistent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Add the four mixture to the butter mixture; mix at median speed until blended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Fold in all the good stuff: oats, chocolate chips, coconut, nuts, whatever. Do this gently. Don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;over mix&lt;/span&gt;. in fact &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;under mix&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Drop dough by big fat rounded tablespoonfuls onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ungreased&lt;/span&gt; cookie sheets lined with parchment paper, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;waxed&lt;/span&gt; paper, or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Silpat&lt;/span&gt; liner. (Don't worry about putting parchment paper or waxed paper in oven. it won't catch on fire or anything like that.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Bake 9-10 minutes in the middle of the oven. Bake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; one sheet at a time, so cookies bake evenly. It takes longer this way, but it's worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Cool 1-2 minutes on cookie sheets;then remove to wire rack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Eat. If there are any left, store them tightly covered at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;room&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;temperature&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Makes two to three dozen cookies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The recipes are kind of long so every time I write I will just put 1 recipe. If you try this please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;comment&lt;/span&gt; to tell me how it went. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye! Aunties and Family (DD) please try this. (You don't have to if you don't want to!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for reading this! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KEEP ON SMILING !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756546377322619821-8834515046195616436?l=jessiesjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8834515046195616436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756546377322619821&amp;postID=8834515046195616436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/8834515046195616436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/8834515046195616436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/catching-up-and-something-interesting.html' title='Catching up and something interesting'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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-756546377322619821.post-294212381400480660</id><published>2008-10-25T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T18:31:14.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing Jessies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Hello. This is a new thing for me. I have always wanted to write a journal. This is going to be like one. I'm happy. Here are some facts about me. So, Here you go : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I love my mom's homemade mac &amp;amp; cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I love to read now (tell you later why "now")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I love to write stories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;My favorite color is purple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'm in tenth grade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'm LDS (Mormon) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I'm 16 soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;I love working with little kids &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;My favorite animal is dogs  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;  When I was younger I never liked to read. When I was 13 I wrote a play. My family loves being together and doing fun activities together. My family just moved. This is my first time moving when I can remember it. I had a lot of fun with my family. I had to leave my old school behind. Also friends and some family. But, I'm liven' fine. I have my new friends and I have some of my family here. I like my new school and I'm doing well too. I got all of the classes that I wanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;     In my family I'm the oldest of five. To some of you that's big and to some of you that's small. There are two girls and three boys. The order is Girl,Girl,Boy,Boy,Boy. My parents met with the church. They got married in the temple. I think that it is way cool that we can be together forever. My mom is older by a couple of years. Most of the boys I've liked I'm older than them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;    I have to go. Sorry, that i wrote so much for an intro. See ya!           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/756546377322619821-294212381400480660?l=jessiesjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/feeds/294212381400480660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=756546377322619821&amp;postID=294212381400480660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/294212381400480660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/756546377322619821/posts/default/294212381400480660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jessiesjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/introducing-jessies.html' title='Introducing Jessies...'/><author><name>Jessika Santizo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00856151397249264192</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></feed>
