<?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-8180694626511453761</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:22:01.509-08:00</updated><category term='throw it off the balcony thursdays'/><category term='blah blah blah...'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>The Great Fort Rebellion</title><subtitle type='html'>Protesting adulthood one sheet at a time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Fort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445459802361109205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1KwXr2mMSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ikD0itT0vIE/S220/the+fort+page+photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-6089727622043549781</id><published>2011-02-22T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T12:04:05.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andrew Belle - The Ladder</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A2o1jM5SfUY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is SO my favorite!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-6089727622043549781?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/6089727622043549781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2011/02/andrew-belle-ladder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/6089727622043549781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/6089727622043549781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2011/02/andrew-belle-ladder.html' title='Andrew Belle - The Ladder'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853181995856717722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fGvBp5EH9k/TmfnyOLnrnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GG0DZeiTnoM/s220/me%2Band%2Balayah.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/A2o1jM5SfUY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-8437727128608717549</id><published>2011-02-18T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T21:56:01.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say ya to da UP, eh!</title><content type='html'>So tonight my roommates and I were talking about pitching a tent in our living room and it reminded me of the good old fort days. So I figured that I should pay a visit to our long forgotten blog. It's kind of sad that they're over. I really hope everyone is doing well. Life up here is amazing and beautiful. I kind of never ever want to leave. I always knew that I never really belonged in the city and living in da Yoop has definitely made me realize how very true this is. I belong in nature. I hope you guys are also finding out where you belong in life and figuring things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I have to say is this: People really do say "eh" on a regular basis up here. It's not just some myth. It really happens. Actually they kind of vary it sometimes between "eh", "ey", or "hey". Many sentences are ended with one of these variations, especially for Yooper natives.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought you guys should know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all are gushing with love and blessings and amazingness,&lt;br /&gt;Angela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-8437727128608717549?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/8437727128608717549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2011/02/say-ya-to-da-up-eh.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/8437727128608717549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/8437727128608717549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2011/02/say-ya-to-da-up-eh.html' title='Say ya to da UP, eh!'/><author><name>The Fort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445459802361109205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1KwXr2mMSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ikD0itT0vIE/S220/the+fort+page+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-7367894227278411742</id><published>2010-08-19T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T10:20:05.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a Long Time</title><content type='html'>Seems like life is moving by so so fast! It feels like years have passed since we started this blog. Since then we have had many trials and many feats. Angela is gone to school (miss you Ang, can't wait to see you next weekend!!!) Cecelia is getting married in 9 days (Yay!), and Jen and I have painted a wall in our new apartment (which looks amazing so far). But not one of us has written in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here, on a day off (of 2 pre-weekend days) I look at other blogs and wonder "why is ours so out of date?" Just because we have gone separate ways, that doesn't give an excuse for separating from the Fort. Each one of us has our own fort, but we don't have to forget where we started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to bring back The Great Fort Rebellion, I say "Cheers!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-7367894227278411742?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/7367894227278411742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/7367894227278411742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/7367894227278411742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/08/been-long-time.html' title='Been a Long Time'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853181995856717722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fGvBp5EH9k/TmfnyOLnrnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GG0DZeiTnoM/s220/me%2Band%2Balayah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-8881896098427364094</id><published>2010-05-31T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:21:49.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Away</title><content type='html'>I can not believe I only have two weeks before I move. Time flies so fast. I will definitely miss my family and friends, but I'm kind of excited for what the future holds. This next year will be filled with hard work and I'm incredibly nervous and scared about moving up north by myself, but I'm hoping that it will be a positive sort of adventure. I've really enjoyed it here and I'm really going to miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Angela&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-8881896098427364094?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/8881896098427364094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/8881896098427364094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/8881896098427364094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/05/moving-away.html' title='Moving Away'/><author><name>The Fort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445459802361109205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1KwXr2mMSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ikD0itT0vIE/S220/the+fort+page+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-5820495412442331155</id><published>2010-05-30T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:01:29.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the 2nd to last day of May, and I haven't posted in 3 weeks! It's been pretty crazy since I got home from Texas, and I haven't felt much like computing. On another note, I've been trying to use less of the internet and watch less tv. It seems that using the computer less has actually helped me to watch more tv, because I do that in its place. However, I really don't watch tv a lot more because I am working basically 2 jobs every day. By the way, having 3 jobs is not always what it seems! Anyway. My trip to Texas was awesome, and I wanted to stay there, but it obviously wansn't possible. I won't finish it tonight, but I'd like to share with you what happened on our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we got there,, we arrived around 5pm and spent the evening taking in the awesomeness of the city (driving to the hotel) and relaxing. We went to an awesome BBQ place, that was like fast food, but BBQ. SO GOOD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day, we went into a briefing at 7 am, after having to be to the base at 6. Needless to say, we were up before 5 am. What a long day! After the briefing, we got to see the trainees&amp;nbsp;run part of their morning run, and this was the first time we saw Nate. After that, they had a coin ceremony which is&amp;nbsp;the part of the graduation where the trainee's receive the Airman's coin, and transition officially from trainee to Airman. After this, we were able to see Nate and spend the day with him on the base. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day at the base (third day of our trip) was the actual graduation. We got to see the Airmen swear in to the Airforce by taking the Oath. They also paraded in front of us and we got to see all of their flags and hear all of the Flights that graduated and they received a few awards. After that we were able to go see the barracks and then were allowed to go off base at noon&amp;nbsp;to any part of the San Antonio area. I think (if I remember&amp;nbsp;correctly) we went and took Nate to buy a phone, and then went to the hotel for the evening. It was mostly a relaxing day.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........to be continued.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-5820495412442331155?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/5820495412442331155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/05/may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/5820495412442331155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/5820495412442331155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/05/may.html' title='May'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853181995856717722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fGvBp5EH9k/TmfnyOLnrnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GG0DZeiTnoM/s220/me%2Band%2Balayah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-6473847077169255504</id><published>2010-05-12T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T20:24:20.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blah blah blah...'/><title type='text'>Current State of the Fort</title><content type='html'>::Sigh::  I miss the fort..&lt;br /&gt;It's been deconstructed for awhile. The Office will always be watched reguardless of the fort, but I do miss the actually fort. Although, depsite the establishment of the fort is no longer, the fort will remain... well we could just call the entirety of our apartment the fort, but with lack of sheets it just doesn't quite right. It will get rebuilt, I hope, in the future, but maybe not.. I really don't know what the future holds for the fort, but as we go on on our day to day adulthood life, the memory will remain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-6473847077169255504?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/6473847077169255504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/05/current-state-of-fort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/6473847077169255504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/6473847077169255504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/05/current-state-of-fort.html' title='Current State of the Fort'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9UZ-BuY3xI/TofC6_4-ciI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hwB3kig5hR8/s220/Snapshot_20110921-2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-3282994447988913681</id><published>2010-01-24T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:20:47.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Entering In</title><content type='html'>Hi! Last night I spent sometime in the fort just hanging with God, listening to music, and reading. It was definately a nice time alone... with God :) . The room was dark, the only light was from my laptop, i looked up and saw the clouds and the metalic paper stars on the ceiling.. i was thinking we really need the glow in the dark stars that were suggested..and kinda pictured what it was like back in the day, in the Bible, when all the 12 tribes of Israel encamped around the Tent of Meeting. Everyone has their place, their role. Everything in the Tabernacle was precise, had it's place. One of the songs that I listened/worshiped to was 'Take Me In' by Kutless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vG9Cx767mc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7vG9Cx767mc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a certain person was allowed to enter in, on a certain day. Those who entered in that weren't that person didn't make it out a live. They dropped dead, not that God killed them, only the theif comes to steal, kill, and destroy, God brings life (John 10:10). His presence, His Holiness.. demands pure obedience. God always desired a closer relationship with all of us, through His Son, Jesus, it's possible. No one comes to the Father except through Jesus. Through Jesus the curtain of the Temple was torn (from top to bottom, the details amaze me, God is so intricate and precise), allowing us ability to come into the Holy of Holies, to experience God. He wants us to enter in on a regular basis. He wants us to know Him. Really know Him.&lt;br /&gt;It is my goal to live a life that is most pleasing, respectful, awe-filled, and filled with Him. To spend every moment in the presence of God; to have those quiet, our times, but to be in the presence of God everywhere... To enter in as often as possible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Happy Sunday}&lt;br /&gt;-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-3282994447988913681?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/3282994447988913681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/entering-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/3282994447988913681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/3282994447988913681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/entering-in.html' title='Entering In'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9UZ-BuY3xI/TofC6_4-ciI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hwB3kig5hR8/s220/Snapshot_20110921-2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-3009089935277647893</id><published>2010-01-21T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T05:19:06.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='throw it off the balcony thursdays'/><title type='text'>Throw it Off the Balcony Thursdays</title><content type='html'>Hey again!  Here's my personal list of things I would like to throw off our apt. balcony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) the Snow ( there is already snow on the balcony, but im getting tired of winter.. that would also be an awesome hideout for a snowball fight as well)&lt;br /&gt;2.) burnt bagel (i put a bagel in the toaster and the dial was set too high, so when the toast came up all burnt, i threw it on the groooouuunnndd.. im not part of your system, you're burnt.. and the threw the toaster tooo... umokay.. not really.. i didn't throw the toaster, or the bagel.. but i feel like throwing it off the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Pumpkins from the fall (they are still good, not rotting, i'm a little concerned.. an sick of them, it's no longer fall.. )&lt;br /&gt;4.) Water balloons (it would just be fun :) )&lt;br /&gt;5.) a Watermellon (same as above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's i have, im in a pretty good mood this morning and don't have many things i would like to throw off the balcony.. but the day is not over so I may have a few to add.. and so may the other girls. &lt;br /&gt;Have a good Thursday..&lt;br /&gt;-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-3009089935277647893?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/3009089935277647893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/throw-it-off-balcony-thursdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/3009089935277647893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/3009089935277647893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/throw-it-off-balcony-thursdays.html' title='Throw it Off the Balcony Thursdays'/><author><name>Jen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='20' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9UZ-BuY3xI/TofC6_4-ciI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hwB3kig5hR8/s220/Snapshot_20110921-2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-3531863371290130662</id><published>2010-01-17T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:10:19.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dwelling</title><content type='html'>Hey! Fort progress is coming along nicely. I've been thinking about forts quite a bit lately (whether that's a good thing or not, im not sure heh :)  ) But today I was thinking about the fort as our dwelling. We live and dwell in this apartment (and the fort). I love that the fort (when fully constructed) will be a place of comfort, peace, fun, loud times and quiet times, and just a place where we can come and kinda get away from the world. That got me thinking, today in church Pastor was talking about our relationship with God in high def. and how He's always with us and in us... God makes His dwelling in us. Our lives should be a life of peace, fun, joy, loud and quiet times, love, etc. A place where God can be comfortable. And what's also cool is He is our dwelling place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you make the Most High your dwelling— &lt;br /&gt;       even the LORD, who is my refuge- &lt;br /&gt;then no harm will befall you, &lt;br /&gt;       no disaster will come near your tent."&lt;br /&gt;            -Psalm 91:9-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we make God our dwelling, no disaster will come near us! God is soo cool.. and nothing beats Him as our dwelling, not even our fort.&lt;br /&gt;Well Happy Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;-Jen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-3531863371290130662?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/3531863371290130662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/dwelling.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/3531863371290130662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/3531863371290130662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/dwelling.html' title='Dwelling'/><author><name>The Fort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445459802361109205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1KwXr2mMSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ikD0itT0vIE/S220/the+fort+page+photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-5991389480009512407</id><published>2010-01-16T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:50:13.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Construction</title><content type='html'>Construction for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Fort&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is underway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently we are working on the basic structure, but we will not be officially up and running until sometime next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICS SOON TO COME........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-5991389480009512407?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/5991389480009512407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/under-construction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/5991389480009512407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/5991389480009512407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/under-construction.html' title='Under Construction'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09853181995856717722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fGvBp5EH9k/TmfnyOLnrnI/AAAAAAAAAJk/GG0DZeiTnoM/s220/me%2Band%2Balayah.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8180694626511453761.post-217713988513372450</id><published>2010-01-15T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T09:21:48.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of the Revolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the other day, my roommates and I were conversing about how we really don't want to grow up.  Who does?  I mean really, all the stress and anxiety that is accompanied by it.  Why can't we just stay young forever?  It makes a lot more sense if you ask me.  And so we started thinking, we needed a place where we could go and do absolutely nothing for no reason at all with no significance and waste our time and our lives.  We decided that we're going to build a ginormous fort in out living room.  As of yet our living room looks pretty normal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1Chwg34eYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pafbd1WT69U/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427015405811562882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1Chwg34eYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pafbd1WT69U/s400/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But stay tuned for updates on this critically important rebellion that will affect lives all over the world.  We encourage viewers to build a fort in their living room as well in protest to adulthood.  This cause means a lot to us and I think it will mean a lot to you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8180694626511453761-217713988513372450?l=theonewiththefort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/feeds/217713988513372450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-of-revolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/217713988513372450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8180694626511453761/posts/default/217713988513372450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonewiththefort.blogspot.com/2010/01/start-of-revolution.html' title='Start of the Revolution'/><author><name>The Fort</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02445459802361109205</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1KwXr2mMSI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ikD0itT0vIE/S220/the+fort+page+photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxcLCEyzQKY/S1Chwg34eYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pafbd1WT69U/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
