1998

Today is the 22nd month of my blog!  My anniversary post is something different than the usual posts I write.

3 (March) + 13 (Day) + 22 (Months) = 38

When I was 38 years old, the year was 1998.  If my memory serves me correctly, I found my early 30s to be fun and exciting and found my late 30s to be stressful.  I actually hated my late 30s because I was on the down slope to 40.  Little did I know my 40s would be wonderful years that were a turning point to good things to come.

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Okay back to 38 and 1998.  What was going on in 1998?

If you research, you will find interesting events that occurred in this year.  There were the usual earthquakes around the world, and then there was the Winter Olympic Games in Japan; oh, and let’s not forget President Bill Clinton denied he had “sexual relations” with formal White House intern Monica Lewinsky.

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Okay, enough of that type of information, let’s find some interesting events –

Did you know in 1998, The Search Engine Google was founded?  I did not know this – you may need this information someday for a trivia question.

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Did you know in 1998, Titanic was a popular movie? It was released in late 1997 – I think I went to the movie theater 3 or 4 times to watch it.

Did you know in 1998, Spice Girls were popular?  I like Spice Girls, one of my favorite songs of theirs is ‘Wannabe’.

Did you know in 1998, Star Trek: Voyager was a highly-watched TV show?  Yes, I am a trekkie; I have seen all the TV series, but I will admit I have missed a couple of the most recent motion pictures.  I hope to catch-up soon on seeing these movies.

In 1998, my birthday was on a Saturday and most likely I did nothing to celebrate it.  That year, I was in my 3rd and final bad relationship that would end soon and it would be another 5 years before I would meet Gary.

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1998 and 38; an odd time for me as my 30s were coming to an end and soon the 40s would begin.

Today is the 22nd month of my blog!  My anniversary post is something different than the usual posts I write.

Bead Throwing & Celebration

From Google search ‘Fat Tuesday’ –

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Mardi Gras (/ˈmɑːrdiɡrɑː/), also called Shrove Tuesday, or Fat Tuesday, in English, refers to events of the Carnival celebrations, beginning on or after the Christian feasts of the Epiphany (Three Kings Day) and culminating on the day before Ash Wednesday.

Up until August of last year, I lived in Dallas, Texas for 27 years.  I do not recall having Mardi Gras parades or related events.  I currently am living in Pensacola, Florida located in the pan handle of Florida and about an hour drive from Mobile, Alabama.

From Google search ‘Where did Mardi Gras originate’ –

Despite the holiday’s rich history in New Orleans, Louisiana, Mayor Sam Jones of Mobile, Alabama, says the first Mardi Gras celebration in this country actually took place in his city, and most Mobile natives agree.

I had no idea the significance of Mardi Gras in this region.  It seems for the whole month of February, every Thursday, Friday & Saturday and other days; there has been a Mardi Gras parade in Mobile.  Then there are parades in the surrounding smaller towns as well as Pensacola.

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From Google search ‘How long is the Mardi Gras celebration?’ –

The holiday of Mardi Gras is celebrated in Southern Louisiana, although celebrations are concentrated for about two weeks before and through Shrove Tuesday, the day before Ash Wednesday. Usually there is one major parade each day (weather permitting); many days have several large parades.

I found a schedule for the parades for Mobil and the surrounding area and counted 48 of them total.  I never knew the importance of Mardi Gras in the south until now.

From Google search ‘What is the meaning of the beads at Mardi Gras?’ –

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Bead throwing and Mardi Gras go hand-in-hand. The Throwing Of Beads. The tradition of bead throwing starts with their original colors. The color of the beads was determined by the king of the first daytime Carnival in 1872. He wanted the colors to be royal colors – purple for justice, gold for power and green for faith.

I missed all the parades and the beads this year because of my recovery from surgery.  I just do not have the stamina to stand for long periods of time in crowds of people.

From Google search ‘Why do we celebrate Mardi Gras?’ –

Related popular practices are associated with Shrovetide celebrations before the fasting and religious obligations associated with the penitential season of Lent. In countries such as England, Mardi Gras is also known as Shrove Tuesday, which is derived from the word shrive, meaning “confess”.

I never celebrated Mardi Gras in the past and again this year did not celebrate.

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But I have certainly learned the significance and importance of it in this area where I am temporally residing.

I do not know where I will be next year at this time.

I do not know if I will celebrate Mardi Gras next year.

What about you?

Do you celebrate Mardi Gras?

Festivals & Saturdays in the Park

The end of summer and start of fall last year had Gary and I attending festivals in the surrounding area.

This was back before my body began to experience the pain that started in December.

This was back before my body went through surgery.

This was back when I felt better.

My hope is soon Gary and I will again attend some festivals & Saturdays in the park.

The loquacious BBQ guest

My category ‘Pictures & Stories’ are posts with me writing a fictional, creative short story about a picture.

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The loquacious BBQ guest –

The evening BBQ started with beer, wine or other beverages of choice and pleasant conversation amongst the guest.  As the sun begin its decent into the horizon and the beverages continued to flow, so did the conversations.  But there is always that one, you know the one that hogs the conversations and makes it all about themselves.  But, I can’t help it, I like to talk about me and my advocacy toward the destruction of those like me to aid in one’s appearance.   The belts, the handbags and really the shoes?  Please, do we really need to talk about the shoes?  So yes, the drinking continued and I kept the conversations about me and the others and you felt it was enough.  So, you have the audacity to call the authorities and have me arrested?  And then the unthinkable, the tape started and I became muffled….

Mrmph mmmrpph mmmrrrmph

all about me

October of last year, I wrote a post ‘…just listen‘, here are some excerpts –

Just listen to my words, they have purpose, they have a way with them in describing someone, something, an occurrence, an event, a moment, a feeling, an emotion.

I just need to express, I need to let out, I need to put the information out there and get it out of my head.

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Let it be express and let the words be read.  This is my mind, my complex thinking of many thoughts and many emotions; and though it may be complicated, sometimes simple, sometimes difficult to understand and to comprehend, to calculate.

In today’s post, I write the following –

I write posts because I have found enjoyment in writing and posting and yes, I admit it, I enjoy the comments.

This blog is a reflection of me, but not the whole me.  There are many posts here with aspects of me, but still not the whole me.

I value your comments, your thoughts, your support and your encouragement.  And over the course of many past months and comments from you; you I consider my friends.

But because the whole me is not written here on this blog; there are feelings and emotions and thoughts that I still keep to myself.

You may remember back in September of last year, I had a hospital stay of almost a week.  At that time, I was undergoing chemotherapy and I had a high fever.  That hospital stay was early in my treatment and I was very tired and short on patience.  Part of my experience during that hospital stay included some not so pleasant conversations with people there to do their job; to take care of me.

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A couple of those conversations involved the other person trying to comfort me by providing their personal experience that they thought somehow would make me feel better.

I admit to you and everyone; my cancer, my health issues, my surgery, my aches and pains – they are all about me – nobody else, but me.

I am selfish in that someone else that believes providing their personal experience will somehow make me feel better; well, they are wrong.  I am selfish because my cancer, my health issues, my surgery, my aches and pains – they are all about me.

So, because many parts of me are here in blog posts, but not all of me, I ask for thoughts, support and encouragement, but not personal experiences.

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Again, as indicated in my post last October –

I just need to express, I need to let out, I need to put the information out there and get it out of my head.  Let it be express and let the words be read.  This is my mind, my complex thinking of many thoughts and many emotions; and though it may be complicated, sometimes simple, sometimes difficult to understand and to comprehend, to calculate.

Rocket Man

Back in November of last year, in my post ‘Moment of Silence‘, I wrote the following –

I mentioned in a previous post, the Blue Angels home is NAS Pensacola, and their hangers and headquarters are located directly across the street from us.  They practice every Tuesday and Wednesday and let’s just say, our 5th wheel at times shakes when they jet across the sky just above us.  This past weekend they ended their season here at the NAS.  The NAS Pensacola Blue Angels Homecoming Air Show was held just across the street and the area was overflowing with people.  Gary and I are fortunate we are near as we could view the airshow from our current home.  We did take the opportunity to walk over to the air show and visit the vendors, performers, aircraft displays and other attractions.

In today’s post, I follow up with the following –

The following are highlights of video I took of the Blue Angels.  First, I apologize for the quality of the video – I am not a pro.  The first part of the video with the blue skies was taken one day while the Blue Angels were practicing.  The second part of the video with the cloudy skies was taken the day of the airshow and the third part was taken later that evening.

(Note: Due to copyright, this video may not play on a mobile device – thanks YouTube)

I hope you enjoy my video –

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Last month, I wrote in my post ‘Moment of Silence‘, that Gary and I attended the NAS Pensacola Blue Angels Homecoming Air Show that was held just across the street from our RV park on the Pensacola Naval Air Station.

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I took many pictures and wanted to share some with you.

merriam-webster.com has the following –

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Simple Definition of high–flying

: flying far above the ground

: very successful or determined to succeed

image1Man must rise above the Earth—to the top of the atmosphere and beyond—for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.

— Socrates

Moment of Silence

As some of you know, Gary and I are currently living in our RV in an RV park at the Naval Air Station (NAS) Pensacola, Florida.  NAS Pensacola is home to the Blue Angels.

Per Wikipedia.org –

The Blue Angels is the United States Navy’s flight demonstration squadron, with aviators from the Navy and Marines. The Blue Angels team was formed in 1946, making it the second oldest formal flying aerobatic team (under the same name) in the world, after the French Patrouille de France formed in 1931.

The Blue Angels’ show season runs each year from March until November. They perform at both military and civilian airfields, and often perform directly over major cities such as San Francisco’s “Fleet Week” maritime festival, Cleveland’s annual Labor Day Air Show, the Chicago Air and Water Show, Jacksonville’s Sea and Sky Spectacular, Milwaukee Air and Water Show, and Seattle’s annual Seafair festival.

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I mentioned in a previous post, the Blue Angels home is NAS Pensacola, and their hangers and headquarters are located directly across the street from us.  They practice every Tuesday and Wednesday and let’s just say, our 5th wheel at times shakes when they jet across the sky just above us.  This past weekend they ended their season here at the NAS.  The NAS Pensacola Blue Angels Homecoming Air Show was held just across the street and the area was overflowing with people.  Gary and I are fortunate we are near as we could view the airshow from our current home.  We did take the opportunity to walk over to the air show and visit the vendors, performers, aircraft displays and other attractions.

During our visit, the air acrobatics show portion continued; Gary and I thoroughly enjoyed all the air show participants inspiring death daring moves.  For those readers who may be unware, the Blue Angels suffered a loss this year with an accident and death of one of their own; Marine Capt. Jeff Kuss.  He was killed in a training accident several months ago.  During our visit of the airshow; before the Blue Angels were to perform, the announcer gave an introduction and mentioned Jeff Kuss; dedicated the show to him and requested a moment of silence.

I want to remind people what my blog is about; simply me and my life.  I try to keep my opinions to myself about matters of the world, though I have written a few posts where my opinions were mildly expressed.  I am going to do that again with this post concerning the before mentioned moment of silence.

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America is a country of many different people that include naturalized citizens, immigrants that are lawful permanent residents, legal residents with temporary visas and U. S. citizens.  For you two that were behind me – no matter who you are, why you are here and what language you speak; when you attend an event and there is a moment of silence to recognize a person or persons – please stop talking for that moment.

I understand a moment can seem forever – but life can be short – let’s take a moment of silence.

Rumen

My category ‘Pictures & Stories’ are posts with me writing a fictional, creative short story about a picture.

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Rumen –

Mom, are you sure about this?

A course baby, I would not put you in harm’s way.

But mom, I do not see my friends doing this.

Baby trust me, they will be so jealous of you.

I am not wanting my friends to be jealous of me, mom!

Baby, if your friends are true friends, trust me they will understand.

I do not understand why you want me to do this mom.

It is for your best interest baby.

Mom, why do you call me baby, I am old enough to be a billy.

You will always be my baby.

Okay mom, but do I really have to do this?

Yes, baby, I mean billy you do, as you just indicated you are old enough.

And then it was heard, the loudest most disturbing burp that could come from a goat.

Tiny is good

In my post ‘an end to downsizing‘, I concluded with the following –

With 1 week to go, the house is nearly completely empty.  By Thursday, the last item to be placed in the PODS container will be the one and only remaining mattress.  For the past 2 weeks it has been on the floor in the master bedroom for us to sleep on.  After Thursday once the PODS container is picked up, I guess we will be sleeping on the floor.  Friday we plan to bring the 5th wheel back home and park it in our next door neighbor’s driveway.  They will be out of town this next weekend and are allowing us to park the 5th wheel there.  We will load the 5th wheel with the remaining items from the house and be ready to leave promptly on Tuesday of next week once house closing papers are signed.

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With 1 week to go, a year’s effort of downsizing is coming to an end.  This chapter that Gary and I have experienced for quite some time is coming to an end.  And the next chapter soon will begin.

In today’s post, I begin with the following –

The next chapter is here and we are living in it now.

Over 2 months ago, Gary and I completed downsizing, selling a house and moving to our current location here in Pensacola, Florida.  Since all these activities took place we have lived in our 5th wheel with minimal belongings and minimal space.  You know what?  We absolutely love it!

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We do not miss the big 3,800 sq. ft. house with the yard maintenance and we do not miss all the stuff we had accumulated over the years.  The big house and all that stuff belongs to someone else now and we could not be happier about that.  Gary and I wanted and more importantly needed to rid ourselves of those belongings that weighed us down and prevented us from moving forward with our lives.

The moving forward with our lives includes adventures across the United States and other places which at this time is on hold due to my medical care.  Like an anchor that prevents a ship from drifting due to wind or current – our previous house and belongings were having the same effect.  But, the moving forward, the selling of the home and now having less stuff is freedom.  Freedom to go with the flow and wherever the wind takes us.

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We have no regrets for moving and letting go of belongings and we are happier because of it.

Less stuff is good and tiny is good.