Life With Jules, and other stuff

As 2022 draws to a close, I think about all of the things I did during the year. It's amazing just how busy I was this year. I made two out of state trips to Texas and South Carolina. Traveled within the state many times for work or personal events. Met some interesting people along the way. Even caught up with family and friends I hadn't seen in years. Here are some highlights: Homossassa Springs, FL at a Vow Renewal ceremony Houston Space Center USS Alabama Memorial Museum I turned 50 this year (2nd from left) Yep, you may call me Madam Vice President, lol Hadn't been here since the early 1980s Cousins!!! VVA National Leadership Conference Falls Park on the Reedy Artemis I finally launched! The man who killed bin Laden Well earned award Sandy keeping warm As you can see, a lot happened this year. And my poor cat! She just couldn't keep warm during our recent cold snap over Christmas. She slept under my blankets 4 nights in a row. Now that the year is coming to an end,...

That question was posed to me recently. Yes, as a matter of fact, I have been to a concert. Four in fact. My very first concert was in 1986. Yea, I got to see The Monkees on their 20th Anniversary Tour on July 5, 1986 in Sarasota, Fl. My sister took me and our brother. It was great! Herman's Hermits and Gary Pucket & the Union Gap were also there. My second concert was on July 5, 1997 in Mission Beach (San Diego), Ca. We received free tickets through MWR on the Navy base. I loved this concert! By far the best concert I have ever been to. It's too bad Michael Hutchence completed suicide later that year. He was a talent. The next concert I went to was one I actually paid for myself, lol. But it was worth it because I finally got to meet the singer my dad went to school with as a boy. One half of the Bellamy Brothers: David Bellamy. Oh, and his sons' group (Noah & Jesse) also performed that night. It just happened to be the 45th Anniversary of their graduat...

I don't know if the title is correct as I am not really going to describe what it means to be an American in this post. No, instead I am going to talk a little bit about the different places I have lived. Sure, I could talk about all of the states I've visited, but since I have not yet visited Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Montana, North Dakota (I think), Hawai'i, and Alaska, I think the first idea would be shorter. So let's get started, shall we! I was born and spent the first 14 years of my life in Michigan. I didn't like it there. Was there a lot to do? Sure. Four seasons. Lots of lakes. Apple orchards. Parks. You name it, you could and still can find plenty to do there. I just never really like being there. I can't quite explain it. I still have plenty of family there. My mom, brother, niece, aunt, uncle, cousins. However, my absolute favorite place in Michigan was Lake George. Grandma had a cottage on the lake. We would go boating in the spring, summer, and ...

The past couple of weeks have been emotionally difficult for me. A lot of old, deeply buried emotions have bubbled over the surface and for the first time in about 10 years I am feeling again. I have a couple of really good friends to thank for this as I really need to feel this junk that I bottled up. The 1990s was a decade that could only be described as hell for me. This is where a lot of these emotions stem from. The things that happened to me during that decade. If I were into drugs or alcohol, I might have made it through differently. Alas, I did not resort to either vice. Instead, I buried my feelings and began the long process of isolation in 1998. Beginning with the early part of the decade, I graduated high school in 1990. About a year later, I found myself moving to southern California and getting married to someone I barely knew. We only corresponded through letters and telephone conversations, but we connected. I was trying to runaway from the place I was in at the time....

That is the date that she was born She would be 87 years young today But her life ended too soon And all I have left are the memories Barbara Anne VIEW SLIDE SHOW DOWNLOAD ALL The days spent with her during my youth The nights cuddled in ...

Sweet rose the smell of sweet roses always remind me of you they bring back those fond memories of walks through the park and talks by the bay with the stars in the sky by the moon and the sun in the sky by the earth what more could a person ask for besides the love from you memories of a time not long ago when we first met on that odd and wonderful day august 16, 1990