<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25627279</id><updated>2007-06-16T06:17:00.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JAM! - Janine A. Morris</title><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/index.htm'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default'></link><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/atom.xml'></link><author><name>Janine A. Morris</name></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25627279.post-115061090504996759</id><published>2006-06-17T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:08:25.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is funny</title><content type='html'>It's like you never know what you are going to get in this life.  You just have to take what you get, and you never know if you should trade it in for something better or if what you have is as good as it gets for you.  This pertains to relationships, jobs, and opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Its scary.  The unknown.  However, all of life is just that- unknown.  The only thing we know is that we dont control it, and it will end one day.&lt;br /&gt;All we can do is live life as right as possible ... and live everday like its your last ... but in a way that if its not you have a game plan set.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/2006/06/life-is-funny.html' title='Life is funny'></link><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/115061090504996759'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/115061090504996759'></link><author><name>Janine A. Morris</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25627279.post-114749325029155679</id><published>2006-05-12T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:07:30.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Close</title><content type='html'>The book is almost out.  July 6th seems right around the corner, and Im hearing it will actually be in stores even sooner- like mid June.&lt;br /&gt;I have butterflies in my stomach.  I just hope everyone enjoys the book.  I hope the world hasnt gotten too flooded with the ghetto urban tales that they cant appreciate a more sophisticated urban story.&lt;br /&gt;The reviews have been good so far, and the response has been great.  I feel blessed, and I pray that things continue in this direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate all the love and support from everyone...</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/2006/05/getting-close.html' title='Getting Close'></link><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114749325029155679'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114749325029155679'></link><author><name>Janine A. Morris</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25627279.post-114460019148370112</id><published>2006-04-09T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:28:00.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello,

Every since I wrote this book, people have...</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every since I wrote this book, people have been asking me about the term diva. So many debates have started, and so many people have different  points of view on what  a diva is.  So I want to open it up to you guys. What do you feel defines the term diva? What makes a person a diva?</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/2006/04/hello-every-since-i-wrote-this-book.html' title=''></link><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25627279&amp;postID=114460019148370112' title='8 Comments'></link><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114460019148370112'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114460019148370112'></link><author><name>Janine A. Morris</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25627279.post-114531520655054180</id><published>2006-04-17T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T16:06:46.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we sell ourselves short? Yes you too, Ms. Diva!</title><content type='html'>Sisters, why do we accept less than we deserve?  On Friday night we sit around with our girl friends sipping apple martinis and create a complicated list of items we want our men to possess, we complain that we want our jobs to afford us, our families to support us, and our aspirations to allow us all of it.  Then Monday comes and we ask ourselves; Why didn't he call? Why did I do what I did on Saturday night and why with him? Why have I been busting my butt at this job only to receive the mimium praise and that smirk from my employer that says, "hey you should be happy you have this job." Why have I waited for an engagement ring for 5 years now, Why did I let them tell me, "now is not the time" when I wanted to go back to law school, even though I always wanted to be a lawyer?  Why am I not finacially or even physically where I want to be at thirty blank?  Why, Why, Why? Maybe it is because we don't really know what we want but please tell me that it's not because we don't know what we deserve.</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/2006/04/why-do-we-sell-ourselves-short-yes-you.html' title='Why do we sell ourselves short? Yes you too, Ms. Diva!'></link><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114531520655054180'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114531520655054180'></link><author><name>alistar</name></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25627279.post-114523520863668321</id><published>2006-04-16T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T17:53:28.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are we waiting for to get our lives together....</title><content type='html'>What are we waiting for to get our lives together. We constantly hold stuff off... going back to school, getting a better job, buying property, treating ourselves to something. Its always something. Are we waiting for a mate or to get married, or we waiting to lose weight and feel better about ourselves, are we waiting for when its go so bad, we cant take anymore.&lt;br /&gt;What is it?&lt;br /&gt;We are naturals at procrastination, most of us. The reality is we are not promised tomorrow, and neither are our loved ones. Why is it we just cant do today instead of holding off until tomorrow?</content><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/2006/04/what-are-we-waiting-for-to-get-our.html' title=''></link><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.janineamorris.com/blog/atom.xml' title='Post Comments'></link><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114523520863668321'></link><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25627279/posts/default/114523520863668321'></link><author><name>Janine A. Morris</name></author></entry></feed>
