Don’t think #GeorgiaEnglish will come chasing after you.

Simplicity. ☆ Google Natasha Ejaz for a beautiful song. ☆

I caught up with Georgia on day six of her forty day tour that takes her and her band, Georgia English and the Juke Box Kids to North Carolina, Tennessee, Georgia, Kentucky, West Virginia and Pennsylvania to see how she is holding up.

Gigs
Nashville, Tennessee: The 5 Spot
Nashville, TN: Springwater with My Politic and Daphne and the Mystery Machines
Franklin, Tennessee: Kimbro’s
 

Here is our interview:

Georgia English Thank you so much for sharing my album on your twitter! I really appreciate it. My mom has told me wonderful things about you! Great to meet you on and thank you for your support.

Julie Angelos  Well, young lady, you are most welcome. Its a pleasure for me to tweet and write about you because we truly like your songs. We’ve been listening to them all day.

Georgia, tell me about your name.

Georgia English My mom really loves Willie Nelsons version of Georgia On My Mind so I think that had something to do with it. My dad was really into Greek stuff and I guess Georgia translates to Daughter of the Earth.

Then I just lucked out with my last name!

Julie When did you start singing? 

Georgia I started singing like four years after I started playing guitar.

It just started feeling like the natural thing to do when you are strumming. I was really shy about it at first. The first time I sang in front of a crowd, I was around 12 and sang Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd and Sweet Home Alabama by Lynard Skynard.

I was in a rock band in middle school and we started playing around San Francisco with the help of my guitar teacher.

Julie I see you live in Nashville and you are from San Francisco. Can you tell me a little bit about that transition?

Georgia I went to school in Boston for college and met all the musicians in my band there.

We really wanted to be in a vibrant musical scene where everyone was playing all the time. I absolutely love Nashville. I think something really special is happening there now.

There is a lot of pop country and industry stuff that I am less interested in. But there is also a lot of musical integrity and respect for older styles and Roots music. Sometimes it actually feels a bit like San Francisco in the way that people interact.

Julie  I absolutely loved your latest single, Chasing After You. Its so catchy. Can you tell me what inspired you to write that song?

Georgia Ha! When someone treats you bad I think the best revenge is to just have some fun.

Julie I see you work with a couple of real talented individuals. Can you tell me about them?

Georgia I am very lucky to have an amazing band full of great people. We are actually on the road now and I am feeling very lucky and happy to be with them.

It is a blessing to have good friends and to play with great musicians. Its pretty incredible when they are both. We all love the same music which is very important.

They are hard workers, funny, and can put up with me on these long drives!

Julie What are your next steps?

Georgia  Really we just want to play as much as possible! We are currently on a Pennsatucky tour. We will be back to Nashville mid-February and will be playing mostly locally this spring. We are hoping to come out west soon to San Francisco, Mendocino and all that!

At the end of the summer we will be at the Ink N Iron Festival in Nashville.

I am super excited about that one because my celebrity crush Merle Haggard will also be playing there. It is a big honor. In the meantime we are just working hard and welcoming adventure.
Find Georgia English on the road and get her latest album Good Girls here.

Pennsatucky Tour
Pennsatucky Tour
Georgia English: guitar and vocals
Christine Moad: harmonies
Hayden Cotcher: Washboard
Joe Fox: video and editing

ㄥ❀∨モ criticism ♥

Read!
A couple of things on my mind

that I’d like to share today that have to do with reading, writing, creativity and comments. I am thankful for the positive comments and encouragement I get from people who read my blog. When I started off blogging, the idea was to share. I have written since I can remember. In fact, I remember a time in my life where I would fill my days writing.

Everyone is a Critic

I have control over three things in m life: The thoughts I think, the images I visualize and the the actions I take.  ¸¸.·☆

When I made the decision to share my words with the world it wasn’t based on a self satisfying idea to help one person out there. It was more the idea that I wanted to learn how to blog. I thought of instead of writing in my journal, I’d do it online.

It’s actually a bit of a risk, if you ask me, putting yourself out on the line to be judged by your peers.

I'm okay with rejection.
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I like the idea of learning by doing. It’s one thing to think about doing something and a whole other ball game to put yourself out there and actually do something. —What inspired this post was seeing the amazing things that are going on in your lives. I feel each one of you reading this is successful in your own way.

I’ve seen my friends overcome numerous obstacles to achieve their goals. I’ll give you some examples. One friend overcame the death of her parents at a young age to go and have a beautiful big family of her own.

I can make a living doing what I love and enjoy.
I can make a living doing what I love and enjoy.

She figured it out. Others have dreamt of becoming writers, business people, dads, teachers, artists, musicians, you name it. They haven’t given up and they are doing it — pursuing their dreams. Doing it. Loving it.

I have a friend who is scared of making a change in her life. Her entire family is relocating to a new city with completely new people, streets, smells, schools, every little thing in her life will be new.

But she did it. She said yes to life with the insecurity that comes from the future and not knowing what it would hold. Good for her.

Life is a journey. ♥ Set yourself up to play a winning game.

Another fantastic woman is traveling the world on her own. Such courage. Other friends are dealing with heartbreak, love, life, raising families and work. They are figuring it out. The more people who read my blog, of course, there always seems to be someone who doesn’t like it.

That leaves the question to me of how to deal with it. I either forgive, forget, overlook, pretend they aren’t there or accept it.

Between saying and doing is an ocean of difference.

While I was on vacation for a week and didn’t have internet access I found myself missing my online community. I have made friends with unbelievable people I wouldn’t have otherwise met. We share videos, stories, pictures of our lives, you name it. For me being so far from my family I find it a great way of knowing what they are up to. I have also met people from all over the world. I love that. Our world truly is getting smaller.

So on a spiritual path to enlightenment, I believe we are all interconnected. All of our actions effect each other. I’m working through these questions with the help of my friends and I am so thankful for them. How do you deal with the critics? Is it better just to not share? You are welcome to leave your comments. Thank you for visiting. As always I hope this post finds you lucky and in love.

I don’t know about you but I don’t take criticism too well.

Be a leader. Just be one.
Ready. Thx JC for pic.
Ready.

People who read this — God bless you — know that I had to overcome a lot of fears to set up this blog. Would you like to know why?

Because writing for the public is similar to public speaking. You talk to people and they can smile, judge, laugh, agree or disagree. Sometimes they throw tomatoes right at the computer screen. I don’t suggest it.

I like to emphasize the learning by doing aspect. For example, if any of you have ever travelled, I bet that what you saw first hand is different than what you read in books.

Believe in yourself. I do.
Believe in yourself. I do, believe in you.

It’s like a thousand reflections in a mirror. Until you go and experience something first hand, they are all just stories on a page.

Writing a blog is an ongoing learning experience. Please don’t think I know what I’m doing. I’m rather new to this @$#% blgng bznss.

It was the exact same feeling when I first showed my art work. Sure, some people have no problems writing and talking and showing off their work.

I do. That is exactly why I feel like this blog is growing steadily. It’s because I’m so darn afraid of failing, I’m putting every ounce of myself into making it succeed, doing the best I can do with the knowledge and awareness I have.

I am willing to take a risk and show you my work. Put down that tomato. If you want to succeed in today’s market, I believe you must be willing to talk about your work.

It is not the critic who counts — not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena whose face is marred by dust and sweat and bloody. 

Teddy Roosevelt

I don’t see what is wrong with blogging. Like I told my blogger friend, it’s fat free, unless, of course, you are eating a lot of food while writing.

I also love reading and studying and learning from other people. That’s why I spend a lot of time on other people’s blogs to see how they approach the same question as mine.

How do you, as a blogger or website owner, reach an audience, connect with them, share information, and grow as an individual?

I’m willing to try. I’m willing to learn.

Just to let you know, my sister has approved me to accept donations on her behalf for you night events. This is the link. 

 



			

Is your blog bloggalicious?

Making a house a home.

I saw a friend the other day. She asked me how I was. As a joke I said,

Haven’t you read my status update? Ba da bum.

We know we are lives our changing when every real conversation we have ends with I’ll send you a link.

Are bloggers the new journalists?

Now that I’m a blogger, I approach life a little bit differently. When I go out and about I notice more details.

I talk to people and I’ve started listening more to them as well. Maybe I’m just scouting for stories so I don’t run out of things to write about.

Goodness knows it’s hard to get me to be quiet so I don’t know why I would run out of ideas. The point is it’s time for me to zip the gab smacker known as my mouth and start listening.

I’m learning this from a blogger friend of mine. The way it works is this. You offer your story and then you ask to hear theirs. So, letting caution to the wind, I say, hey, why not? I’ll give it a shot. Is your blog bloggalicious? Is your life life-alicous? Is your booty bootilicous?

Do you start every real conversation lately with I read your blog post or I saw your video on line?

Here’s a good one. When someone says they read your blog, do you sort of smile inwardly and think yeah, but did you leave a comment?

What do you think? People are reacting to me as if I were a writer. Now because I’m publishing a blog all of the sudden I’m a writer?

I’ll whip out some stories in the garage that I’ve kept for the last twenty years if you want to know that every day I’m a writer. The difference is that I’m now ready to share.

Did she just write what I think she just wrote?

Where’d I put the darn answer?

I’m thinking Oscar buzz peeps.

I’m thinking Oprah’s on the phone spectacular.

I’m thinking out of control spectacular.

Did any of this make sense? Beuller? Beuller? Am I writing to myself again? Where’s my editor? Where’s my teacher? Anyone checking this for factual information?

If any of you are returning visitors here to my site I’ve been working hard updating it. If you are new here, well then *welcome*.

I’ve learnt a ton doing this blog about peer to peer marketing and overcoming fears. It’s actually increased my confidence as a writer. What do you think? Leave me a comment.

My friends have texted me that they find my blog and what I’m doing over here inspiring. If I had a dollar for every time.. ha ha ha.  That’s a good one.

I keep thinking about my friend who told me in a comment she thinks I’m technically gifted. It just makes me laugh.

I’m super satisfied that I linked to five awesome charities. The one I hold dearest to me is for my high school friend Kelli, Living in Grace.

As always hope this post finds you lovely, lucky and in love.

10 Insider Tips To Start Your Day Off Right

1) Put your best foot forward.

Regardless of how many mistakes you have made in the past today is a new day. Just by making a decision now, you can make your dreams come true by believing in yourself. Think of the adage of the train who said I think I can I think I can.

Before you know it you can overcome any obstacles.

2) Overcome obstacles.

It’s all about the way you view them. There is always a good side to every story. When a door closes a window opens. What could be good? Opportunity. The world is your oyster. There are infinite possibilities. Look at your obstacles as stepping stones to your future.

3) The world is your oyster.

God gave us this wonderful life so we could live it to it’s fullest. Now is your opportunity to live life to its fullest, love and learn.

4) Make attainable goals.

Simplicity

Out with the lists of stopping smoking, losing weight and getting rid of old habits. In with the lists of positive choices. Choose a healthy lifestyle that includes rest, relaxation, good food, exercise, abundance, lots of water and happiness. Make your goals to be state driven.

That means desiring what you have.

Set yourself up to play a winning game.

5) Have state driven goals.

It’s not the money that makes us happy, it’s what that money can buy. Let’s just jump over this hurdle and stop wanting more money. Start to have happiness in the terms of joy, love and peace of mind. You have all that you need in this moment.

6) Be the change you desire in the world.

Instead of complaining about what is wrong, start finding what is right and then start acting how you want to be. Decide to avoid any self negative talk. Your mind can hear you and it might just believe what it hears.

7) Model good behavior

So your not perfect, neither am I. But I do try. I set myself out to be the best I can be. At times I don’t know what good behavior is like so I find someone who I think is doing it right and I try to do it just like them.

*8) Be sensible my dear child

Get a good night’s sleep, drink lots of water, do some exercise, eat well and hug someone.

One thing I’ve learned is to moderate behavior. Make good choices because you think they are sensible, not based on desire. Be thankful for what you have and try to want less.

9) Go green.

Go green.

Start talking about recycling and then do it. Start dividing your trash into paper, plastics, glass and organic waste and then deposit them in the appropriate bins.

10) Laugh

Sometimes laughter is the best medicine. Dedicate some time of your day to things that make you happy, like love, family and friends.

Remember, live life with passion as if it were your last and first day. Live life as you were looking through the eyes of a child. All things are possible through God.

What do you think? What would be your insider tip to having a good life? I would love it if you left me your ideas in the comment section below. Thanks!

Julie supports sister Lisa every day.

How to add a pizzazz into every thing you do.

Next show April. Get your tickets here.

Lisa, Celeste and company
Lisa, Celeste and our beautiful mom

The theme of the next show is British Invasion, Austin Powers inspired.

As a little sister would — I like to follow my sister either in person or in this case online.

My real life sister has been up to her amazing self again by lending herself to organize fun runway fashion shows in order to increase breast cancer awareness for some incredibly brave and beautiful woman.

Today, I’m sharing a letter that she, my sister Lisa, received from one of the participants as well as a letter from my mom.

How can I get involved?

Well, I just enjoyed the experience of a life time!

written by Dorothy M.

I was invited along with 23 other ladies who have overcome breast cancer to participate in the first annual fundraiser style show for the Mary Byrd Perkins Cancer Center in Covington, Louisiana.

Yes. It was the first annual show and the organizers were flying without an airplane.

One of my personal favorites! My mom with Dorothy!
Two absolutely lovely ladies, Dorothy and Elaine.

The plan was for us to be models and the plans were big. They didn’t plan for us just to walk down the runway like the amateurs we were. Oh no!
We began with an Orientation on September 14th and my immediate thought was Oh my God, what have I gotten myself into?

There were many steps to accomplish and appointments to set. Boutiques volunteered to do our hair and makeup. They sponsored us by providing the clothing, applying the eyelashes, everything. We were gifted with bras and decorative bra straps from Oohlabra!

What most impressed me was the opportunity to meet every Wednesday night with Celeste at Creating. Celeste went above and beyond the call of duty in teaching us how to carry ourselves, walk a runway and pose for pictures. The two hours she initially agreed to almost always stretched to three.

On September 24, Celeste had the opportunity to observe her raw material and I’m sure she wondered how she was going to accomplish this feat. Jimmy asked me what the ladies were like and I said, Well, go into Walmart on a busy Saturday and get on their speaker. Request that any ladies who have overcome breast cancer come to the front of the store and choose the first 23.

That is what we are like.

We are all sizes, all ages. We stand from 5 foot to over 6 foot tall. Some have little self confidence and others seem extra confident.

The age range is from 23 to 73. Many are still getting chemo and others are putting off surgery until after our show. Melanie, our youngest, didn’t have enough length on her hair and she chose to wear a beautiful long wig.

This is what made our event so amazing. It was everyday life, every day real people, not a group of model like ladies.

As we met week after week with Celeste giving her all. We began to spring forth like a well of living water. We had a runway for our practice and at first many of us clowned around to mask our discomfort but gradually our confidence grew.

I noticed that Celeste began to relax a little. She quickly realized that since most of us were much older than the young people she normally worked with and had recently been through so much that each of us needed to perform according to our own personalities. She taught us the basics and began saying, Do what you feel comfortable with. There was one unbreakable rule: no one could get away with chewing gum!

I devoted 30 minutes every day to practicing the runway walk and the turns. There were other ladies that also scheduled practice time. We soon began to see a little smile at the corners on Celeste’s mouth.

I would encourage the parents or even the grandparents to enroll children into some of these classes in order to build the confidence necessary for everyday life. I completed a modeling course when I was around 18 years-old which made a huge impact throughout my personal life as well as in the business world.

Even though I had taken the modeling course many years ago, there was so much that I learned during this time with Celeste. I’m not sure if I had forgotten, or if things have become more refined in the last 50 years. I’m saying, 50 years very softly. Gosh, I cannot believe it.

What is awesome is that I’m happier and more vibrant now than I was fifty years ago. With age you learn how to live. Let’s just say that I’m thankful for the update by Celeste and will continue to use the new skills she taught us.

It was much more than just learning the modeling skills. These were tools to enhance everyday life.

Looking great!
Looking great!

After six weeks of extensive training we met together on October 16th at the event facility which was huge. Over 450 people were expected at our sold out event and there was standing room only. Now, the real runway was before us.

They explained the choreography to us. We would be making three appearances on that runway. First we were to go out in pairs wearing formal wear. Then we each appear separately wearing more casual wear.

Our final walk will be in blue jeans and a black long sleeve tight tshirt, which was given to us by Lisa. Lisa also gave us gorgeous decorative bra straps that we wore exposed as an accessory.

Elaine and I were scheduled first. Elaine is Lisa’s mom, the organizer of our fundraiser. I cannot give enough praise to Lisa’s organizational abilities. Talk about a lady that pays attention to the tiniest details!

Throughout this time, Jimmy is just trying to stay out of the way. My cousin Valda and her daughter Valerie are driving in from from Texas. Of course Jimmy will be at the event, along with my 88 year-old Mom. I better stop naming the people that will be there supporting me and the cause, as I might leave a precious one out.

Our big date finally arrived on October 17th. The night had come. Probably the 23 of us together had lost over 100 pounds in anticipation of this event. Tomorrow we will eat! We would be at the Fleur de Lis Event Center at 4:30 pm. If all goes according to schedule we were to make our first runway appearance around 7:20. We’re there early to organize our clothes, shoes and accessories.

That took all of five minutes. Then, for the first time, we really had time to just visit. During the previous weeks, we had snippets of time to get to know one another but Celeste had kept us moving. Now, however, we were upstairs away from everything. All the work had been done. We were sent food and Champagne. We nibbled a little on the food but emptied those Champagne bottles.

Suddenly we began hearing sounds from downstairs and began peaking through the big glass windows at the audience below. All of us were trying to locate the face of someone we knew. After my third trip to that window, I saw four hands waving furiously. They belonged to my tennis playing buddy and owner of the boutique that provided my hair style, Lois, and my sweet locker room friend, Karen.

Lois’s shop sponsored me and went over their goal. Karen is just one of those people you meet and connect with immediately as a kindred spirit. I happily waved back to them. Contented, I returned to my new friends. I paused at the beauty I saw. The beautiful formal wear in all the colors of the rainbow: gold and silver glistening everywhere.

I’ve never seen so many beautiful gowns and beautiful people assembled in one place. There was so much excitement in the air as we were smiling, laughing and talking. Ladies which I thought Celeste would never be able to sever from their faded, baggy jeans were sitting so elegantly. Oh, at that moment, I loved them so much that I wanted to hold onto them for the rest of my life. This was our victory party. Not just over cancer, but over so many embedded fears we had started out with.

As we were all talking and sharing stories, in walked Jennifer, the owner of Southern Bridal, who had furnished all these lovely gowns we were wearing. Jennifer had spent much time with each of us. On one side of her was Lisa and on her other side was Celeste. The three of them just stood there beholding the beauty of the moment. They looked upon us as if they were proud parents. For a few seconds we stood silent and then the hugs started. These ladies had wanted to provide something special for us and at that moment.

They realized they had been successful.

Finally, with the champagne bottles empty, the anticipated time had arrived. With everyone quiet, we made our way down the back staircase. At the bottom, we turned to the spot where we would make our entrance and saw the group of infusion nurses that had taken care of us throughout our chemo. They were going to appear onstage right before us to perform a dance skit named appropriately Infusion. The smiles between both groups and the blinking back of tears affected all of us. These nurses had been so connected to us through the darkest days of our lives.

As Elaine and I sided up to each other I admired how beautiful she was. Her tea length dress was the most beautiful color and perfect with her platinum hair. She’s had a rough day. Being Lisa’s mother, she was heavily involved in assisting Lisa with last minute chores while all I did was take care of myself. I pulled Elaine to me and as we looked into each other’s eyes we both knew everything was going to be okay. Our moment had come.

She moved beautifully toward the stage with me one step behind her. Oh, at that moment the crowd went wild, applauding, yelling and whistling.

We had entered a love chamber. Each model was given ten tickets for family and friends so there were 230 people in the audience that had walked through cancer with one of us ladies. They identified with each of us. As relaxation swept over us we did our turns and paused looking once again into each other’s eyes.

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As Elaine made her way to the left of the runway I moved toward the right. As we got to the end she stopped and with an outstretched arm in a pose and presented me. I did my turns and then swept my arm out to present her. We then passed each other at the front of the runway exchanging smiles as well as places. Together this time we did our turns.

As we made our way back we walked with a little swagger as Celeste had taught us. All this love surrounding us gave us boldness! We then stopped and with our backs to each other and shoulders touching. We took in the sea of smiling faces. The audience watched us make one last turn taking each other’s hand as we exited the stage. What they didn’t see was our high five and saying, We nailed it! as soon as we were out of view.

Sadly we could not see the other models as we were behind the scenes and had to return upstairs to change into our next outfits. Soon however the other ladies returned to the dressing area smiling from ear to ear. They also had felt the chamber of love and realized as we did that everyone was there to love and support us. This is a very rare situation and we realized the importance of soaking up this moment.

No style show whether in New York City or Paris could ever top this one.

My next appearance was in a cute little short black dress with gold and silver studs. Yep, you are right — a cute little short black dress, on a 69 year-old! As my family has said many times, Only Dorothy would do that!

I sort of warned Mom about the short dress and she wondered if I could wear some leggings under it. Well no! She would have really been aghast if she knew how I avoid having panty lines.

There was a little break before our third appearance so I was able to hear all the stories as the ladies returned. Lori immediately shared that as she took her vest off to throw over her shoulder and that she  had dropped it!

We were all laughing as she reminisced about how she just squatted down and properly picked it up, threw it across her shoulder and continued walking and smiling.

Our last walk was about to take place.

I’m wearing tight jeans with rhinestones on the pocket along with the black long sleeve tee. One side is off my shoulder to feature the rhinestone bra strap. I’m strutting in five inch silver spike heels. Although my outfit is sparkling, a sadness is sweeping in as these moments are ending. The sadness dissipates quickly with the unbelievable beat of the music. I felt the rhythm of that beat working in my hips and totally milked the moments as I stepped on the stage.

I just had fun!

We then dressed in whatever we wanted to wear the rest of the evening and waltzed down a spiral staircase to the sound of heavy applause below.

Then, I saw Jimmy about twenty feet away and our eyes locked as we moved toward each other. His face said it all. He was so proud and looked as if he were about to burst. We finally made it to each other and embraced like never before. We had been through so much and this was a celebration for both of us.

All of the other ladies received the same love and admiration as they met up with their families. Jimmy and I found the rest of my entourage. I’d never had an entourage before!

I had an infusion scheduled for the next day.

I walked through the door to wonderful greetings and compliments. I saw Ginger and Lisa first as my vital signs were charted, and being with them is always a pleasure. They were so pumped up over the night before, recalling how great their former patients looked. As we went into the Infusion room, there was so much joy. I realized it had meant as much to the staff as it had to us.

I was sitting near the main desk and watched as the nurses who had been at the show shared pictures with those who weren’t able to attend. For the entire three hours I was there, the laughter, comments and praise continued. They spoke of Amy that first came to Infusion center with long, curly red hair which was still red, curly, but short. As I listened, I realized how much we patients were embedded in their hearts.

Witnessing us so very alive had given them a powerful boost. Typically we finish our chemo, go home, grow our hair back and go on with a normal life, but these nurses don’t get to see that. Then I had the opportunity to share some thrilling news with them: Laura is pregnant!

I had no idea they loved us so much.

I want to end this by saying to Lisa: With all of your hard work, this is a bonus I’m sure you didn’t expect. Not only us ladies, but the staff of Mary Byrd Perkins has been so blessed and uplifted by your efforts.

Thank you Lisa!

My love affair with Apple, Mac and highest regards for Steve Jobs. ♥ ❒ Check ✔

♥ Why is it called Apple? Mouse over this picture to see.
It just works.

It started when I was working in the 80s at ComputerLand. I was hired by my mom’s friend the year after I had graduated high school. She hired me to be her assistant.

We sold IBM PCs to banks. There were no hard drives or memory on computers in those days. We saved our data on something called a 5 1/4 inch floppy disc.

One beautiful day a cute square box with an apple on it arrived that changed our lives. I got to open it. That was truly an exciting memory.

This is the first Mac that came out around 1984 I believe.
My very first computer purchase ~ the Mac Classic. I walked out of the SJSU Spartan Student Store with this in a box in 1986. It seems like yesterday.

It was the 1984 Macintosh also called the Mac Classic. We opened it up and I saw my first mouse. I couldn’t believe it. It was like a dream come true, someone, thank you Steve Jobs, had revolutionized the computer.

We had three programs to play with: a version of Word called MacWrite, a graphics program called MacPaint and solitaire.

Do any of you guys remember Wordstar? It was pre-word and used on IBM computers. Basically, you had to type a command-U before underlining and a command-U after the words to stop underlining. If you forgot the second command, your entire page would be underscored.

Bwah Ha ha ha.
That’s nerd humor for you.

Here kitty kitty kitty.  That's me talking again to my cat. : )
Here kitty kitty kitty. Click here to see my S.J. picks.

I hung out with the technicians. We got to open backs of computers and change mother boards and printer adapters. Fun stuff yet thoroughly educational and enjoyable. One day my friend Keary programmed a tiny musical symphony.

Why I love Apple and Mac Computers.

In 1986, after working at IBM, I bought my first Mac Classic at the student store at San Jose State University. The price was US$999. It was a bit of a novelty among my friends but me and my roommate got all of our reports done and WE COULD EDIT THEM.

Does anyone remember using white out on paper on a typewriter?

After university, I got my first job at big company in Los Angeles. There again, it was Mac all the way. To date, I have had and worked on

For my younger readers: This is what a computer screen looked like before there was a MOUSE!
For my younger readers: This is what a computer screen looked like before there was a MOUSE! See the Alt? Hold that with the U to start underlining! bwah ha ha ha, nerd humor again!

Macintosh ~ 1984
Apple IIgs ~ 1986
Macintosh LC 1990
Power Macintosh ~ 1994
Powerbook ~ 1996
iMac ~ 1998
Macbook ~ 2007
iphone – 2010

Talk about brand loyalty. The most difficult time in my life is when I moved to Europe in 1995 and couldn’t get support for my Powerbook to get my email going. I survived through it though. Europe has only embraced Apple in the last few years.

What I love about Macs?

Design. Intelligence. Font choice. The smile when you boot. User friendliness. The cool factor. That I have another mac or Apple and plan on getting more.

Thank you Steve Jobs and God bless.

How about you? Just how much do you love your Apple products? Are you loyal to any ONE brand?

Plug this into your cockpit.
ipad will replace books, in my humble opinion.

Also, I’ve never agreed with people who say Mac is just used for designers. I think ANYONE would love a mac product. Also I JUST had a long conversation how the ipad will revolutionize reading. I believe it will. I see kids with backpacks weighing 20 pounds and I get it big time.

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Light thoughts lift spirits.

I’d rather have a few good friends than a thousand acquaintances.

♥ If at first you don’t succeed stand close to someone who can take the blame. ♥

Put your best foot forward, that’s all anyone can ask.

Let’s eat Grandma! or Let’s eat, Grandma!

Punctuation saves lives.

иυιια ѕι ¢яєα ~ иυιια ѕι ∂ιѕтяυGGє

What’s your favorite quote?

Aces trump kings.

If at first you don’t succeed, try try again.

♫❀ It’s summer and it’s beautiful. ✩

It’s all just an illusion. Nothing is as it seems.

The sun is so bright and beautiful today.

I’m sorry if I’ve caused you pain.

Always be a little bit nicer than you think you should be, you never know what personal struggles someone is going through.

But I don’t want to go among mad people, remarked Alice. Oh, you can’t help that, said the cat. We are all mad here. 

I believe in you.

Marriage is a journey ~ I wish you bon voyage.

If you need to get something done just take the first step and like a pendulum the rest will follow suit.

I love to read. The answer is not in books.

We all like to get reminded how wonderful we are. Everyone can use a bit of encouragement.

Forgive yourself if you have harmed someone. Let them know you are sorry then move forward.

Change is so easy. All it is is a decision. How cool is that?

Have a great day. Smile.

Thanks for stopping by. 🙂

JB

What’s your favorite quote? Leave it in the comment section below. Thanks. 🙂

#6 My Amazing Friends also known as MAFSS guest M. Risser

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Running side by side friend.

Run the Hill by guest blogger Michele Risser

Run the hill is a phrase I use when things get hard. Run the hill is focus. Run the hill is determination. Run the hill is tenacity, strength and endurance. Running the hill is the thing you have to do to become a better runner.

On a long stretch of highway you can see the hill, ahead in the distance waiting for your arrival. There are certain things you must do as you approach it. You must unclench your fists and relax your shoulders. You must straighten your back and expand your chest. You must raise your head. Most importantly, you must turn up your music.

Stay focused.

As you begin the ascent, you must find a point just ahead of you to become your mini goal. It may be a crack in the road, a sign or a post, a tree or a flower. All you aim for is that next little goal. It is very important not to look, glance at, or focus on the top of the hill, it is overwhelming.

You must stay focused on your mini goal until you pass it and then hone in on the next crack, tree, post or flower until again you must select a new one.

As your music keeps your pace, as your eyes look forward, as your chest expands to receive oxygen and your head is held up to supply that oxygen, you begin to realize you are running the hill. Little by little, breath by breath, one leg and then the other stepping up, up, up. You are running the hill.

Jumping over obstacles.

Those things in life which are the hardest to do are the things we must do. They make us stronger, more patient, compassionate, they improve us.

They give us the experiences in life which require focus, determination, tenacity and perseverance.

Doing hard things helps us to grow. At times those hard things may seem overwhelming and so you set a mini-goal.

Perhaps solving one problem at a time, improving a fault little by little, mending a relationship, gaining knowledge, overcoming pain, hurt, anger, depression or addiction. One hour at a time, one day at a time, one lesson at a time, one achievement at a time.

Triumph

When you reach the crest of a hill and you know within a minute you are will be at the top, you must push with that one last burst of energy that is hidden deep inside of you, but is always there.

For a brief second, just an instant, you are able to see the view from the top of the hill. The view is glorious, spectacular, breath taking and not because of what you may see, but because of what you feel ~ your moment of triumph.

You will feel your strength, your determination, tenacity and endurance, all of the those characteristics that helped get you to the top of the hill.

You can do it. I believe in you.

Then, you begin to run, down, down. No longer is a mini goal needed. Your breath begins to relax, no need to concentrate on the song to keep pace.

For a moment you have a repose, a rest from the intensity of pushing yourself, from doing something physically and mentally challenging.

Even though you know that there will always be another hill, you immerse yourself in the glory of running without effort. You feel light, you are floating, you are free from the burden of climbing the hill and all you can do is look in wonder and gratitude at what is around you.

You feel like you can fly.

Becoming a stronger you.

We cannot avoid running the hill, we must run it when it is there before us. We must not be discouraged if it not our best run, or our strongest, or fastest or our most successful. Running the hill will be different every time, because all hills are different. The constant lies in us and the tools we use from experience, to make the run bearable, to finish. Remember that each time you run the hill, you become a stronger you.

Run the hill, run the hill, run the hill. It is what I repeat over and over in my mind as I make the climb, both in running and in life.

If you’d like more information about Michele and running you can leave a message here below, contact her on twitter, or contact her on facebook.

 

OOH, I LOVE THIS GIRL. NEW AND SHINY!

Some people have asked if they can send me a gift — are you freakin’ kidding me? Of course you can. Gifts are always welcome and greatly appreciated. New gifts will support: 1) Kiva 2) Me getting out to see my family 3) New paintings 4) You! Because you are awesome. Choose between: She’s funny $10 She’s freakin’ hilarious $20 She’s inspired me $50 Just for fun. $100.00 USD I’ll have what she’s having $500 I’ll drink the koolaid $1,000 Thanks!

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All things beautiful and kind.

Were men and women meant to live in harmony together?
Somewhere, out beyond all ideas of right and wrong doing, there is a field. I’ll meet you there. Rumi

Why are men and women so different? Why do men love things that are dangerous and women love things that are sweet?

I live with three men. I grew up with three women. I can’t get over how different we are although sometimes we seem so similar.

Did God seriously divide the two of us at birth? Were we truly one being as the zen picture of the two swimming circles show?

My boys like adventure films, action, shooting, guns, trains, airplanes and playing sports to name a few.

My girlfriends and I like shopping, kindness, cupcakes, decorating them, dressing up, clothes, hair and nails.

How in the world are we supposed to live in peace if we are so strikingly different?

Field Trip to Garda Lake
Field Trip to Garda Lake

I’m having a hard time these days saying goodbye to my students. I’ve gotten numerous comments from my readers, family and friends who have told me they can see how close we have become. It happens every year, I can’t help it. I love my job. I love being able to watch the kids grow.

The truth of the matter is that they are the ones who make me grow.

One day, I took two of my students to the center of town shopping. They would hand me t~shirts to try on. I would hold up a shirt and get the teenage big eyed face lights up yes, or the opposite eye rolled absolute no.

all things beautiful ♥•*¨*•✩♥

One day, I brought my two boys with me on a theater trip to the town center together with my class. The Italian professor gave me huge compliments. My boys deserved them. They behaved so well, just smiled, had fun and were part of the group. I particularly remember watching the theater performance from the box in the balcony. I had gone up there with my two boys to rest because there was a red velvet couch.

Slowly but surely my students spotted me, and came to keep me company. In the end there were nine of us in the box and my boys on their laps. My boys sat forward with their arms crossed, chin on their arms watching the entire theater performance. It was magical. ´¯`»¸¸.·☆

We have five more days together before we part ways. It this what it means to be a mom, wife and teacher?

Inspiring day — Country walks, a jog and a new bike.

♥ Good day, sunshine!.♥

It’s like when you shut your eyes, then you open them and see your kids are grown. Time flies so fast. We want to capture it and hold onto it. Especially the kids. I want to hold on to every smile they make.

They are so happy go lucky, true boys boyz. Yesterday was a big day for us in growth. My littlest found his balance on his new bike.

I watched him learn with a happy heart. He got the glow in his eye and looked at me with big smiles as he propelled himself forward wabbly and all.

{After school}
Students to me: Prof, where are you going?
Me: To get something for my son’s birthday.
Them: But you said that yesterday.
Me: For my kids every day is their birthday.

We cross the street and we are in the middle of the most beautiful Italian countryside and orchards. It makes my heart stop. I try to capture it with words but it’s bigger than me. Sort of like driving with rows of seedlings.

Violet sunset sky going down across golden hay.

It seems ridiculous to even attempt to describe the beauty.  Take a cool deep breath and close your eyes. You can feel the cool air in your lungs and the warm embracing sun over head. Coolish in the shade.

Nature’s beauty restores our souls.

I’ve been running lately a big more than usual. Last night, my boys were invited to come with me. They out ran me ~ boy are they fast. It was so cute though running side by side with my six year old, him looking up at me smiling. It truly warms my heart. My big guy going off ahead ’til the farm house.

Dinner ready, table set when I come home. Hot bath. No bubbles today.

Simplicity.

I try to catch the beauty with words but we all know it’s futile. Still, if I close my eyes I can see and breathe the fresh air and know it’s all good, it’s all beautiful, pretty, sweet, and for us to behold.

The week I met Tom Cruise — before he was famous.

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If you look really closely you can see me walking in the background.

My husband is impressed by the fact that I worked with Tom Cruise in a film in 1980 before Tom made Taps, when he was still unknown.

Not  only did my husband ask me to buy the dvd, he took out all of the connector cables from the garage so we could watch me up close on our wide screen TV.

When Tom and I met on set, he told me that a friend had got sick so they called him in as a last minute actor. He told me he had recently moved to New York to get into acting. The film we made was his first film although it was probably his worst film ever. It was really bad. It was called Losin’ It.

On our paycheck stubs the production company was called Tijuana Summer. Ha!

I think I was 16 and he was 18. He told me he had quit high school to act and his name wasn’t Tom. He told me I could call him by his real name or stage name. He was really nice and down to earth. Wikipedia says his real name is Thomas, but I swear he told me another name.

Even my two kids were pointing: Look there’s mom.

My girlfriends in high school can attest to this, although I continue to have a hard time believing the story myself!

I’m going to get the video up of it so you can see it and laugh with me and if you’d like. I will take a picture of my diary I wrote on the day we met by request.

Tom and I worked five days together.

Usually, when I tell my Tom Cruise story people are surprised.Now unfortunately, I think the kids in school like other actors too,
although I’m convinced Tom Cruise has a fan or two out there.

There’s no doubt in my small mind however that Tom is incredibly talented. If you caught him in Steal Magnolia’s I think you just might agree.

As always, I apprecite your comments.

Things my kids teach me.

I will.
I honor my needs even when it's unpopular to do so.

The first thing my kids taught me about being a mom was that I knew absolutely nothing about being a mom.

First thing I learned when they were born was that they are separate from me. I felt so close and attached to them that I was surprised that when I touched them I couldn’t feel it. I was surprised that I couldn’t feel if they were cold or not so I had to learn to touch their little ears and noses to see what their body temperatures were.

Lovely Cruz
Lovely

My kids taught me patience when I didn’t want to be patient. They taught me I had no other option but to sit and hold them.

They taught me to laugh and be silly. They taught me wonder.

They absolutely taught me what it’s like to be a kid to relive my childhood through kids eyes. Like when we watched Peter Pan. I could watch that forever. I relate to Wendy. I love the part about the fairies, the magic, the choice to believe that something is there.

My kids have taught me the silliest lessons. I love them with all of my heart. They have taught me unconditional love and warmth. They have taught me about my limits too. I was surprised to see how with my kids how many times I was willing to go past my limits.

I think lately the thing they have taught me the most is how important it is to take care of myself first. I have found that by giving as mothers do we allow ourselves unjustly to become second, so I have learnt that in order to save a ship, the person driving it, must be the healthiest.

For these lessons, I’m thankful.

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It is located across the Mississippi River in an older quiet neighborhood. It is a picturesque walk — just 18 minutes along the levy to the Algiers Ferry.

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Here  you can be part of the activity on the river as well as viewing the skyline of New Orleans, arriving in the hustle and bustle of the city in 7 minutes or drive for 10 minutes across the Mississippi River Bridge.

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13 excellent blσgs for your reading and viewing ♥ pleasure

иєω σяlєaиs ¢ιту♥ Be lovely. ♥ Be inspiring. ♥ Be generous. ♥ Be kind. ♥ Have integrity. ♥ Believe in love. ♥ Believe in yourself. ♥ Never give up. ♥ Be the change you want to see.
иєω σяlєaиs ¢ιту♥ Be lovely. ♥ Be inspiring. ♥ Be generous. ♥ Be kind. ♥ Have integrity. ♥ Believe in love. ♥ Believe in yourself. ♥ Never give up. ♥ Be the change you want to see.

Hi guys, welcome back. Good to see you. New visitors, welcome, join, comment. Grab a cup of fresh brewed blog copy. Sugar? Milk? Beuller? Anyone?

Today I’m talking about what makes a good blog based on scientific evidence also known as my opinion. OK OK, I’ll throw in some scientific evidence.

Here are the 13 best blogs who have gotten my blogging bum in gear and motivate me to be a better blogger. Try saying that 10 times fast.

1. BJ at Tiny Island This blogger lives in Singapore. She has a nice style of writing. I go back to her blog because not only is has she become a blogger friend, she has great information on living in Singapore. I feel like I’m travelling without leaving my home when I visit her blog.

2. Tana @ From Kenya with Love If you haven’t read about Tana, my friend from Junior High School, who moved to Africa from California when she was young and raised three gorgeous girls on her own, then now is your chance. Tana tells awesome stories of adventures in Africa that will have you cry, laugh and worry. You’ll love her blog.

3. Michelle @ Bleeding Expresso The Godmother of blogs. I kiss her ring. Based in southern Italy, when I got the nod from Michelle my visitor hits soared. Her blog is FULL of useful information, wit, charm and pictures. She captures the spirit of Italy way better than I can. But best of all, she’s got a goat. Actually three goats.  I’m telling you I have yet to see a cuter goat.

Like This!

4. Matt @ ma.tt This cool blogger who designs blog platforms likes to play jazz in his free time. DID YOU HEAR ME? He’s young, talented, traveling the world and has provided half of the world with a FREE place to write your words. We bow down to our youth.

5. Chris @ The Art of Non-Conformity This guy is AMAZING. I admire him. I came across his blog when doing research for my ebook Zero to Blog and saw the fantastic headline 279 days to overnight success. His ebook is FREE and downloadable now.

Chris’s mission is to travel the world and share his stories. Let’s see if he will dominate the world with his World Domination Manifesto. I found his blog absolutely packed with valuable information – for bloggers, travelers, doers and dreamers. Not only THAT, he’s making this world better place. Five star blogger.

6. Anne @ Anne on Life http://anneonlife.com/ – This lovely mom gets an A in my book for being excellent. She does it all, the mom, the blog, the math, the homework, giving her kids the jeep, but what I love about Anne is NOT only did she go back to continue her education in the later part of her life, she got outstanding grades. When she commented on my list of 7 killer buzz words, she got me to snicker when she wrote:

I love ‘hiney’. Uh, that didn’t come out right.

7. Barbara @ Blogging without a blog I can NOT emphasize enough how much I love clicking and going back to Barbara’s blogging without a blog. She and I have similar tastes in books and motivators such as Wayne Dyer, Byron Katie and Tony Robbins. Written in a classroom like setting, when you click over to Barbara’s blog you a guaranteed to learn something new every time.

purple flowers
I smell spring.

7. Pam @ bored cook Good recipes, good stories and a good blogger. She’s actually gets you cooking delicious food. I love her stories about being young and visiting Italy hoping to bet pinched in the bum.

8. Linda @ Lindaloumac This nice English lady moved to Italy after she raised her lovely girls. She keeps us up on her adventures at her blog. She’s also an avid reader and shares tons of information and book links.

9. Katie and Krystyne @ Tres Chic – Two newly graduated high school students embark on their journey to France to study abroad for four months. Read about their adventures and share their journey.

10. Dr. B @ Dr. Tom Bibey Blue Grass Physician I love love love love going back to read Dr. B’s blog. His visitors are like his patients and he takes good care of us all. His mom was an English teacher and his best friend passed away. He keeps his soul alive telling us what it is like to grow up in a small town where you get to the local diner by turning left at the oak.

Plus, he does it with grace, beauty, dignity and love for his wife and family.

There was not a whit of culture or refinement in me or my brothers.  We were just wild sunburned boys who ran all day and stayed covered in red clay dust.

11. Jeff R @ The Anti ignorance Blog
This young fellow is discovering the world through his words. He’s not bothered by visitors or by growth. He’s just writing. Isn’t wonderful that we have the opportunity to read about what our youth think? Give him a visit and let him know we aren’t all bad.

12. Miss A. Topp @ Love, Literature & the Pursuit of Happiness Enthusiasm, smiles, friends, a big family and willingness to tell the truth. Miss Topp is a young teacher and a lover of books. She’s working on her latest novel. In the mean time, feel free to follow her blog at http://msatopp.wordpress.com/

13. Julie @ local food.

One of the perks of coaching our 13 year-old son, Jack’s soccer team is getting to know the parents of our team members. Disclaimer: Joe does the coaching, I do the Starbucks run and cheering. One of the families we’ve had the pleasure of getting to know is Vince and Denise Brigantino. As a thank you gift for coaching (and cheering), they gave us a lovely bottle of their family grown Cabernet Sauvignon. We uncorked it tonight, let it breath for about an hour, and served it with Baked Ziti – yum!

When Julie writes you enjoy the northern California lifestyle along with her.

Thanks for joining me. Leave a comment. It’s how we little blog writers get paid. : )

Julie

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Reach for the moon. ☆ If you don’t make it — at least you’ll be in the midst of stars.

When they say you can't, show them differently.
10 x No = YES!

Here is a story I learned when I was young.

There are a bunch of fleas put in a jar. They keep jumping super high. In fact, fleas can jump 60 times their height! The fleas are now in the jar jumping so high so high.

Then someone comes along and puts a cap on the jar. Bump bump bump. The fleas hit their heads. Ouch. They change their behavior and say in a tiny flea voice I will only jump as high as this lid. Ouch ouch ouch.

Then someone comes along and opens the jar. What do you think happens? Do the fleas jump super high or do they jump just as high as the lid?

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. ~Friedrich Nietzsche
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. ღ ॐ Friedrich Nietzsche ♡

Unfortunately they only jump slightly lower than lid. You know why? They learned they couldn’t jump any higher.

The point of the story is that we are all little fleas that can jump 60 times our height.

You can jump higher.

Please don’t let ANYONE ever tell you that you can’t do something that benefits yourself, humanity, your team or someone you love.

Even better do something for an enemy. Forgive them.

More Peeps?! WT~@#?

 

Surely a vanilla green tea with honey day today.

Tell me when you want me stop talking about this but I have a good number of visitors here. I think that’s unbelievable.

I just don’t know when I am going to get used to thinking I’m talking to more than my husband or children. Still it just floors me. I googled the question How many people visit your blog?

I keep getting referred back to one site and I found an interesting chart saying they get 20,000 visitors per week. I’m not buying it. Maybe they are. I just don’t know of any personally.

I am sure somewhere someone is. If so be brave, come forward, leave a comment. One guy said he got like I don’t know 250 per week when he wrote an iphone review. Probably.

Cough cough cough bull…bull. bologna.

 

Keep Calm and Carry On

Welcome new readers. I hope you become a regular visitor.

The bottom line is I am completely satisfied with the positive feedback I am getting and the steady increase in visitors. Thank you.

Do you like email? I don’t like it so much.

 

What do you think about the box that reads: If you are new you might want to consider adding me onto your email subscription? I wish someone would explain that to me. I personally don’t like email so much.

I do all of my communicating between my friends on facebook. What am I going to do with a HUGE list of emails? Sell them to marketers? No. Why? So they can send me junk mail that I trash?

I’m not going there. Am I wrong in thinking if someone wants to see what I am up to they can go to my site or drop me a line? People know how to bookmark, don’t they? Argh.

The first week I was blogging I added myself as a subscribe to my newsfeed by email button. I kept getting letters from myself and it was awful.

Reach for the moon. If you don’t make it at least your are somewhere amongst the stars.

Have a great day and thanks for visiting.

Julie

♡ Original Painting | | x ♡ o

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You might be new here, so please make sure to add a bookmark, follow me on facebook or follow me on twitter at jbuliesblog.

Hello friends. New visitors welcome. Just for fun I’ve decided to give away one of my paintings.

To win a free original painting signed by me the artist please:

1. Choose a painting you like, Number 1, 2, 3 or 4.

2. Leave a comment below or click on this text.

3. Share on facebook if you have it.

4. That’s all. Easy, right?

I’ll choose a winner by a random drawing. You may enter more than once but not more than three times.

Painting Number 1 ~ Pastel Flowers

Number 1 | Original painting of soft round flowers in a light jade vase on thick Italian watermark paper. 😉 25×34 cms. 

Painting Number 2 ~ Floating Roses

White Washed Bulbs of Big Red Roses and a Blue Tulip
Number 2 | Floating Roses ~ original watercolor painting signed by the artist on Watermark Paper 32×45 cms. 

Painting Number 3 ~ Coffee and Flowers for a Friend

Flowers and Hot Coffee for a Friend
Number 3 | Flowers and Hot Coffee for a Friend | Here I like the idea of having coffee and flowers with a friend. This painting is watercolor on thick watermark Italian paper. 32×46 cms. 

Painting Number 4 ~ Two Vases of Flowers with fluffly Curtain

Love this one. It's two vases of flowers and some fluffy pink drapes as seen from outside. This is made just to hang as a gift to yourself or a friend. I think it would look nice either over a bedside table, in a restaurant or over a lamp next to a sofa. Also, I would love to look at this painting in my office to cheer my spirit.
Number 4 | It’s two vases of flowers and some fluffy pink drapes. This is made just to hang as a gift to yourself or a friend. Original watercolor painting signed by the artist, me.  32×46 cms. on thick Italian watermark paper.

Frequently Asked Questions:

This is what the painting looks like framed.
This is what one of the paintings looks like framed.

Is the painting shipped framed? No, the painting comes in an envelope sent from Italy with cardboard to protect it from bending. If you win this contest you do NOT have to pay for shipping. Shipping is free.

How can I buy one of your paintings? I currently have six paintings for sale that you can see on my side bars.

They are called

My Cup is Overflowing, Russians in Paris, Blue Tulips, California Dreaming, Waves and Coffee and Flowers for a Friend. Prices range from $79 to $1,000.  Write me at jangelos1@gmail.com for pricing.

How do I frame my painting? If you guys know me by now or even if you don’t I am a huge IKEA fan. No, I am not a HUGE SPINNING FAN, I am a fan of Ikea. I am there usually about once a week with my kids.

I’ve also seen beautiful frames at Walmart, and Target. Frames that work well with these paintings are here. I also came across a super cool online frame shop here. Also, you should see how creative my friends have been framing. I love to see what ideas they come up with, like this or this.

If you need help or advice let me know.Most of you contact me on facebook but my email is jangelos1@gmail.com

Close up of flower from Number 1
Close up of flower from Number 1

Julie, I love your paintings, but I don’t know much about art. Me neither! I just like pretty pictures. There’s really not too much of a mystery to it. You just put a nail on a wall then hang the picture and enjoy.

Where do you think your painting would look good? I think these would look cute just about anywhere. You could hang it in your living room, bedroom or even kitchen.

What I would love to do is give one to a friend who isn’t well to cheer her up.

That’s why I particularly like flowers. I think these would look great in a restaurant, lobby, doctor’s office or hallway. Where do you think these pictures could be shown? My mom says in an art gallery or restaurant. She says I need to organize an exhibit.  I agree.

Thank you for visiting and participating. Good luck.

Julie

This contest has been organized by jbulie’s blog and bears no affiliation whatsoever. It is a non profit contest to played just for fun with readers of jbulies blog. Winner will receive his/her painting via mail as long as there is post within a timely manner. If postage exceeds US$10, the winner must pay for additional postage. Winner will be contacted after June 16th to clarify mailing instructions.

You mean you want to see even MORE of my paintings? Okay!

What my I wish I knew when I was 20.

I’m in my 40s now.

It’s been a good ride. I’ve had some good years and some difficult. The way I say it is that my life has been a bit of a ride uphill, sort of like going up a ski lift, and from now on out, I’m expecting to slalom down softly.

I don’t think I’ve learned too much along the way. In fact, the more I know, the more I realise the less I know. But there some things I wish I knew when I were younger. Here they are.

What my current self would have told my younger self.

The friends I made when I was young are going to be the same friends I have now. I didn’t know that. I’ve made quite a few friends a long the way but I truly count my closest friends on one hand, okay two. I met them when I was in University, and even a couple in high school and I consider them to know me better than anyone in the world.

That growing up where I did was awesome.

I didn’t realize it at the time but I am now realizing how lucky I was to have grown up in Southern California. When I left it, I was quite certainly ready to move on. But somethings remain. Things like having to have studied at some of the best schools, the privilege to have gone to University in Silicon Valley and riding my bike to and from campus, the privilege of meeting my best friend there.

I realize now that I was privileged to have things like having a swimming pool, tennis court, baseball and football field around my high school. These are all things I took for granted.

I believe that striving towards excellence in academics and sports were the two most important decisive factors on who I believe I am as an adult. My father told me a little competition is good for you.

My friends and I all started on the swim team around eight years old. I swam all through high school. J9, can you still smell the chlorine and remember how red our eyes would get? I was also a huge fan of my brother playing baseball and basketball and spent a lot of time cheering for him.

One of my favorite parts of high school was taking the stats for the Junior Varsity and Varsity basketball team. I knew more about free throws, rebounds, three point shots and assists than the players themselves. I am speaking strictly from a statistical perspective. Scouts would come and ask me who was the best and I could rattle off averages.

My little awards sit in a jewelry box. Little remnants of honors and achievements.

Other things I wish I knew.

That one day I would have decided to move to Europe. If I can think of one riveting moment in my life it was the day I decided I wanted to live abroad. It wasn’t actually a moment but a progression of choices that paved my path. I feel so blessed to have lived in both Europe and USA. What a fantastic education. Moreover was the choice to be able to go back and forth, not at a whim, but as parter of a bigger plan.

There is no other place I’d rather be than right here right now.

I didn’t know

That my children would speak Italian. I never thought I would have Italian speaking children. It’s quite adorable actually. They speak English well too. Believe me, I insist ~ not all of the time, but a lot of the time.

I think the ONE most important things I have learned as an adult is the capacity to give. For some reason as a child I just felt like I wanted material objects. Maybe I felt this way in order to compensate for the attention I felt I needed but didn’t get. I don’t know.

Now I just want to give. I heard so many times the more you give the more you receive but I think I didn’t believe it. It’s true.

I learned to trust the Lord. It’s not an easy road to give in to His will. In fact, it’s quite a daily struggle but I have learned He does provide, is a loving father and has given me more than I feel I deserve. For that I am truly thankful.

Hope this post finds you lovely and in love.

Julie

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I’d just like to tell my loyal blog readers that I’m busy organizing a painting give away. I’ve painted about six paintings and I’m getting them ready for a showing and give away on my blog probably by the end of the week.

Wish me luck as it’s a bit confusing to sort out the details.

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julie

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Turning the page ~ a new day, a new dawn.

Hi guys, hello!

Welcome to my blog. If this is your first time here, be sure to bookmark this page, or follow me on twitter at jbuliesblog. If you are a returning visitor, well, hello and welcome back. So nice to see you.

How have you been? How has your life been lately?

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Even the unimaginable is possible. ♡ ㄥ❀∨モ

I’ve been feeling fortunate lately because of a couple of things. First, because I’m surrounded by an awesome group of family and friends. I feel blessed that that this connection extends to across of the world. Second, because I enjoy writing and love the sharing aspect of it. I’ve written now for oh so many years. It’s nice to let people peek into my life.

I like writing mostly because I get compliments or comments. Also, I enjoy like writing for the sake of writing. It truly is wonderful to read a compliment when someone says I love your blog. Thank you.

The comments people leave me on my blog make me smile.

I think about them alot. One of my friends who has been blogging for a few years gets at least 50 comments on every post she writes. I average between two and 15. I’d say maybe eight? My biggest comment day was my painting give away where I got about 60 comments.

You can read some of my favorite comments to your right on my side bar. I liked one comment that said I had a nice brain. Thank you. Another told me that my writing style was like sitting at the table and having a talk with a friend. Again thank you.

I think it’s good time we turn the spot life off of me and on to you so some of you can get to know each other better.

People who read my blog.

I can feel the resonance of the clinging bells.You shall forever remain in my heart. ♡

My mom, my children, my husband, my friends, my family, my students and my cat read my blog. My cat is forced to. She likes to jump on my tummy as I write and purr while she digs her claws as if she’s making bread.

My little cat Thea, she’s getting so old. I think she must be about 13 now. When she was a little baby kitten she sucked on her tail all rolled up into a ball. She loves Christmas paper. She loves my kids. They love her.

Who are my readers?

If stars could talk they'd each say they felt a thought about you.
If stars could talk they'd each say they felt a thought about you.

A lot of my readers are people who I have met who are fellow bloggers. The way we met is by interacting on comments on blogs we all read. I was happily surprised to find out how extremely helpful and generous this group is. They are often hosting free give aways. If you need help, they often explain certain terminology. Sweet and generous blog writers I have met are willing to write you long letters, and answer numerous emails to explain in detail how to adjust a button or sidebar.

Another group of readers are my students. They are so sweet, shiny and bright. They inspire me and keep me young. I especially like being with them and seeing pictures of their people they like or love. I truly love getting a comment from them. When I walk into class, I sometimes get pulled aside and told, I left a comment on your blog. When I look at your eyes as I teach, I remember how kind you were to drop over here and leave me some inspiration. Thank you.

I have a big group of readers from my high school. Hey guys! It’s crazy how in touch we are able to be with facebook. I love looking at pictures of your families and lives through my little window. I have reconnected with so many people who have touched my life in the past and continue to do so today.

I also have a group of readers who are expats like myself. I think we sort of mull together because we live with similar stories. We all miss the same things we had in back home. We all get a kick out of discussing the differences between nations and nationalities. I try to not speak too much about politics. Maybe I should more.

Then of course, I have my new facebook friends which seems to be the quickest growing list these days. Oh, and my sports friends too. Ahh, heck, who can classify all the years of your life and all of the people you have on your list with a blog post. Who am I kidding? I would like to say however how extremely proud I am of you on your life endeavors. So many of you have set out to accomplish life goals and have come through with them truly shining the light that God has given you. Well done. Shine.

What about you?

If you were to move to another country, what kinds of things do you think you would miss? What do you think makes your country special? What are some of the innovative items you have come across that you like? Any new things going on out there or business as usual?

Have a great day and thanks for visiting. God bless.

JB

To blog or not to blog? That is my silly question.

Keep Calm and Carry OnI’m such a dork. I know. I have a couple of questions about blogging lately. I’m just thinking about my blog that I started a year and a half ago and how my life has or has not changed because of it.

Before even publishing a blog I had in mind what I what I thought a cool blog would be like. I think the first time I had ever even read was one that seemed like a Portland Oregon Taxi Driver Conversations blog. I thought, I bet that’s interesting or funny and it was.

I don’t have the link. It was like six years ago.

Then, I thought about what I liked in a blog. I thought, I want to make sure it has an order, chronological, or whatever, and a coolish design. I mean easy on the eye.

I thought one of the most important things on a blog was a place that people could comment.

Then, I thought, Gosh, if I were to ever publish a blog, I want a bunch of those comments that you see on the back of the book. You do know what I am talking about, right? Like when you read Best Book Ever or I just couldn’t put it down.

Or

Five times on the NY Times Best Seller List.

I’m not sure if it is true or not but I’m quite certain that that last comment is on every book out there. At least it seems to me it is.

{Hmm. Note to self. Check if you only read NY Times Best Seller Books.}

Recap

In my humble opinion, a good blog should have a nice design, easy user interaction by means of comments and easy navigation.

I’m not so certain if it should have self promoting comments like the ones I have in my right side bar that I hear I should update now and again.

To blog or not to blog?

A positive aspect of blogging is having a creative outlet to share my thoughts that people can comment on.

A negative aspect of blogging is having a creative outlet to share my thoughts that people can comment on.

That begs the question if it’s good idea to have a blog. I know I love reading about people’s lives around the world and have become friends with many bloggers.

My eyes have been open to friends’ lives in New York, in Seattle, in Japan, in Singapore, basically, EVERYWHERE there is internet.

Figure it out. If you can't just figure it out, then figure it out.
Figure it out. If you can't just figure it out, then figure it out.

Bloggers are the friendliest community I’ve ever hung out with. They are sort of like computer hacks in my opinion in a little way because you have to understand some basics like how to type and how to do some silly coding stuff called widgets and things and html. Fun fun stuff. I actually love it.

Bloggers are also super great at helping each other, like when we exchange ways of adding links known as a blog roll, or graphics, or recipes. You know, exchanging information. I remember one nice lady who helped me out with my five tabs I have at the top of my blog. Just ask, they say.

I will never forget the kindness of people who have sent me gifts and encouraged me. That’s just way too nice. Thank you again if I haven’t said it lately. I also got so many nice REAL Christmas cards too saying things like thank you for giving me a glimpse into your life in Italy. That’s encouraging.

Then of course, my facebook account got totally out of hand. I accepted friend requests from all kinds of friends. When I had like only 100 friends on facebook I remember looking at people who had like 500 friends and thinking, wow, how could they know all of those people?

In fact, I even wrote a friend and asked, How do you know all of those people?

The reply I got back was I just do.

Ha ha.

Ask a silly question, get the answer.

I used to love sharing pictures. Now I just like feel like wow, everyone can see my pictures. But the problem is that I want to share pictures but not all the time. I want to share pictures when I feel like it and not all pictures with everybody.

Also, once I add a friend I feel guilty removing them. I think, well, I could just leave that persons picture on my account. What difference could it make? Then I think, you don’t know that person. Just remove them. Then I think, well, what if I hurt someone’s feelings. I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.

Then I think of the brave friends who have just deleted their entire accounts. It’s kind of like stopping smoking I’d imagine if I smoked. I don’t.

Then there are the true friends who I couldn’t live without having in my facebook account. I get excited and happy when I see your lives, when you joke with me, when you like my silly quotes, when you share a link, when you tell stories about your lives. I like that.

What’s your take?

1. What do you think are the aspects of a good blog?

2. Is it quality writing, quantity writing or both?

3. Do you like more pictures, less pictures, or something in the middle?

4. If you have a blog, what kinds of things do you like to write about?

5. Have you ever deleted your facebook account? Are you glad you did?

6. What do you think about people who have way too many friends on facebook? Do you think that is just getting out of hand, like an unkept closet?

Thanks for leaving your comments. You know I love them.

Hope this post reaches you with love, luck and happiness.

Julie

Children’s laughter ☆ shooting stars ☆ fresh sheets ☆ the smell of cut grass ☆

Writer’s block. Writer asleep. Shout out to returning visitors.

Things we love.

I probably shouldn’t be writing a post right now out of sheer exhaustion. I didn’t think people could get this tired. Or so I thought. So perhaps I am writing with what is left of just pure nervous energy.

There is so much on my mind that needs to get out through my fingertips.

We have no limitations. ♡
Number of times someone has smiled while reading my blog? 1~? ♡

This is the second post I have started and was not able to finish. I have little faith that I will actually be able to get a decent thought on the page. I wish I could gather all of my scattered thoughts and put them into a nice little box and tie them with a pretty bow.

Only they aren’t logical.

It’s sort of like dressing a child. Or trying to get a net around an octopus not that I have ever tried.

Heck. I should just hit publish.

{The way most people have found my blog? By googling the sentence Let’s eat Grandma. I’m not joking.}

Dream a little dream for me.
Dream a little dream for me.

What’s stopping me? Thoughts.

{Later} Three Strikes and You’re Out

This is my third time back to the drawing board and back to the keyboard to get my post published. I’m quite convinced in my ability to hit that publish button staring at me. It is just taunting me, looking at me, saying to me, Come on, Julie, just push me!

It would be so easy, wouldn’t it? Easy to write a blog and express your thoughts?

Today yes. Today no. People can change their minds, can’t they?

What people are saying about my blog.

To be perfectly honest,  I have a lot of doubts that people are saying much at all about my blog. I think for the most part a lot of people have forgotten I publish a blog.

Checking your stats

I like checking my stats to see who is reading this. It has to do with being a seeing you. You walk into the room and the first thing you do is make eye contact with your the people in front of you. When you are a blog writer you have little idea who is reading this except for the people who leave comments.

Surprise someone with a smile.
Surprise someone with a smile.

How I wish I could see your eyes. I bet they are beautiful!

God bless you for not giving up on me. It isn’t always fun. I am not always funny. Although I do admit my favorite comment has to be the people who say I make them laugh. What a wonderful ability it is to make someone laugh.

I also love hearing my mom tell me she is proud of me. And my dad too. And lots of supportive loving friends. It’s nice to hear.

I think maybe that is why I keep putting my thoughts out there. I keep contributing because I love hearing Julie, I love your blog.

There’s a strange phenomenon attached to comments. It’s hard to explain but some of us blog writers base the quality of our content by the feedback we get from our readers. I’ll be more explicit. I’d like to think that most blog writers LOVE to receive comments. I think this is because we want to know our words count.

At the same time, a lot times when I am in front of my classroom, I’m happy if everyone just stays quiet so I can get my lesson done. What I am trying to say to you here now is that I like comments and when I don’t get any I feel like I am not connecting with the reader.

Connecting with the Reader

At the same time, I haven’t been writing as much as I used to so I have no qualms in saying I’m not getting as many visitors as say in the first days. I do have a steady stream of lovely people however who continue to wander on by and read my thoughts and for that I am truly thankful.

Yes. You. I'm writing to you.
Yes. You. I’m writing to you.

The craziest thing about my readership has to be the fact that my blog readers are TRULY from all corners of the earth. Every time I check my visitor stats, I see clicks from all over the world. I wish I knew how in the world you guys found me. I’m glad you did!

Well.

Friends.

Once again.

Thank you for stopping by and having a chat with me. I appreciate your silence. I appreciate your words. I appreciate that you are sharing this moment with me here now.

Have a wonderful day.

How to be successful without even trying.

Mimi Weddell Blogger
Develop a love for learning. ♡

If we can all agree that we got here now today thanks to the support of friends and loved ones I think we can also agree that it is also thanks to people who have motivated us.

One of my favorite teachers whom I’m grateful to is a man named Mr. Phil McGreevy. For some reason when I was going into high school I was told there was an experimental math class where ‘bright’ students were going to be experimented on. Like little hamsters. I still consider myself to be lucky that I was chosen to be in this class because the 24 of us had the honor of having the same students with the same teachers for the four years of high school.

Consistency, Relevancy and Going the Extra Mile.

Mr. McGreevy was a great teacher for so many reasons but mostly because he took the time to slowly explain everything from the start to the end. I always felt I could ask him at any time any question with out him getting angry. I loved the way he wrote on the blackboard because he had nice writing. He was consistent because he did things like draw squares around the answers. He also seemed to choose relevant homework.

Even though I had him for four years I remember one day when he asked who was interested in getting straight As – he was offering a Saturday workshop. Like most of my students they’d LOVE to have straight As but for various reasons their grades are all over the board. Most of them do follow what Mr. McGreevy called the Bell curve where he demonstrated that most students lie somewhere in the middle. I always wanted to be one of the students with the As. Maybe if I just did that little bit extra it would pay off.

Pay attention ~ here’s the key.

I attended his class and after doing various exercises and reading he got to the point of the argument. He said,

If

If

If

If you want to get straight As then all you have to do is develop a love for learning.

I was shocked. I was little bit disappointed because I thought he was going to give me the answers to that Friday’s test. I had to love learning?

Who loves learning? We only went to school because we had to. Love learning. That was the key. He was right. I don’t care how many times my mother could tell me about the starving children in Africa who didn’t have shoes or school it still didn’t make me want to study.

I don’t actually remember doing homework although I do remember it was assigned. I’m pretty certain I did it either during another class or before the class started. I’ll have to check with my classmates on that one.

I do agree that the key to learning is to develop a love for learning. I since have gone on to become a teacher. I found something even more important and that is the love of teaching. I truly love being infront of the kids and seeing them smile. I feel like it is an enormous privilege and honor to have this responsibility. I try to do my best with it.

One day I’m going to retire from teaching and just be an American living in Italy with her family and garden. God willing. In the mean time, I’m going to love learning.

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Julie’s bio

As a leader we offer strategy and infuse vision into teams in all markets.

We foster consistent practices but are also flexible enough to manage unique variances.

Our focus is on buliding new relationships, managing accounts and building loyalty by providing quality experiences for customers.

We develop talent by building a strong team that helps you succeed and enables us to reach and exceed performance goals.

We are able to bridge the worlds of retail, corporate, business development and education by combining vision with field execution to create your success.

* Years of experience managing complex businesses across multiple locations.

* Passion for learning technology and products.

* Multilingual and flexible.

* Disruptive and *Totally scalable.

It’s easy to get in touch.
Personal Blog http://julieangelos.com
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Experience

Explore my professional history and get to know the companies I worked at and the roles and responsibilities I’ve been assigned.

1995 – Current

Communication Manager

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1995 – Current

Experienced Teacher, Publisher and Communications Consultant

University of Bologna, Private and Public Schools

1995 – Current

English Teacher

Ministero Istruzione, Universita’ e Ricerca

2001 – 2004

Technical Consultant

Alma Graduate School – University of Bologna

1987 – 1989

Assistant Media Planner

Ogilvy & Mather

Communication Manager

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In her role of staff writer for a free publication called jbulie’s blog at http://www.julieangelos.com, Julie is in charge of writing clever, or, if not, readable content.

She was also given the task of

• managing many websites and
• updating content and marketing.

To do that she had to

• figure out how to get content, comments and images uploaded in a way that was comprehensive to the reader.

This was done by teaching herself html coding.

Goals included increasing readership and distribution done by fancy letter writing and quick on her toes networking.

Other duties include
• ongoing key clients fundraisers.

Given her previous experience of fundraising for charities and sports organisations she has successfully found first investors for her projects.

In fact, if you ask her, Julie will tell you about the time in high school when she had the ‘brilliant’ idea to sell chocolate to kids. She was casually flipping through a catalogue of fundraising ideas in the Associate Student Body Director’s office when the idea light lit up.

• As class president,

she ordered 200 boxes with the school logo printed on them. To be perfectly honest, she was quite shocked when the 200 boxes containing 20 chocolate bars each actually showed up at her school.

The kids from the school were each then given a box of choclate bars and had to report back to Julie with $40. Mostly, the kids ate the chocolate bars on the same day, but a lot of grandparents, parents, relatives, neighbors and friends were quick to give a helping hand.

Are you an investor?
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Are you a writer? Send writing samples to jangelos1 @ gmail.com

Experienced Teacher, Publisher and Communications Consultant

University of Bologna, Private and Public Schools

English Teacher, Consultant to top level managers, CEOs, founders and entrepeneurs for Liceo Linguistica, The Italian School Board, The British School, Hera, Modern English and more.

Our team focuses on leadership, building successful websites and powerful presentations.

At the University of Bologna we led website design, Italian to English translations and video production. We successfully compiled and completed the complex application process for European Union funding for more than €6m for research projects, including Bio Medical combined with Tech Start-Ups, that are now fully funded.

Consulente ad alto livello per i manager in azienda. Iinsegnante alle scuole pubbliche dal 2004. Insegnante di inglese | privata a partire dal 1995.

Project Manager per l’università di Bologna costruendo siti web. In piu’ abbiamo gestito la richiesta per fondi della commissione dell’unione europee a bruxelles.

Laurea in Scienze della Comunicazione titolo secondario in storia dell’arte presso San Jose State University California facoltà di giornalismo conseguito in 1989 Laurea umanistica preso Glendale
Community College conseguito in 1986 Diploma di maturità Canyon High School.

✯ Madrelingua inglese

✯ Bilingua italiano

✯ Buon conoscenza della lingua francese.

✯ Vincitrice del concorso di arte

✯ Ottimo uso del computer per qualsiasi esigenza

✯ Programmatore di html

✯ Disegnato molti siti web

✯ Blog personale a julieangelos.com

✯ Dirigente squadra di una squadra di baseball

Julie e stata presidente del corpo studentesco al High School (350+ persone) dove è stata eletta ancora piu’ volte.

Autorizziamo il trattamento dei dati personali ai sensi del Decreto Legislativo 30 giugno 2003, n. 196.

English Teacher

Ministero Istruzione, Universita’ e Ricerca

University of California Los Angeles (UCLA) Extension
High School English Teacher Liceo Linguistico
Middle School English Teacher Lecturer
Private English Teacher

Technical Consultant

Alma Graduate School – University of Bologna

Technical Consultant

Completion and followed through of complex funding requests for European Union research projects.

Assistant Media Planner

Ogilvy & Mather

Assistant Media Planner

Accounts: Mattel and Microsoft

Education

See where I spent time studying and gained early knowledge to prepare for my professional life.

San Jose State University Journalism, Marketing, Languages and Art History

San Jose State University

Journalism, Marketing, Languages and Art History

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Skills

A concise list of some of the most valuable professional skills I possess. My tricks of the trade and what I can bring to the table.

University Teaching

Teaching

Public Speaking

Lecturing

Writing

Italian language

Teacher Training

ESL

Social Media

Blogging

Leadership

Classroom Management

Classroom

Marketing

Educational Leadership

Italian

Social Networking

Marketing Communications

Web Design

Inspiration

Sports

Social Media Marketing

Management

Editing

Marketing Strategy

Digital Media

Advertising

Email Marketing

Event Planning

Research

Fundraising

Digital Marketing

Communication

Public speaking

Social media

Blog

Testimonials

Hear what some of my clients and colleagues have to say about me after working together on various projects throughout my career.

“”I’ve been working with Julie for over a year. As a member of her team, I find that she’s funny, creative and dynamic — always coming up with new ideas. I can highly recommend her.””

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Reporting Live — Rested from My Seaside Vacation

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I just now am relaxing down to write about my latest vacation days at the beach with my family, old and new friends. I spent twelve total days at Marina di Ravenna on the Italian Adriatic Coast. Also, I had four visitors come by to keep me and da boyz company that included two great friends from Bologna, and my husband and mother in law when they weren’t working.

How do you feel about camping? Do you like to have your vacation in a five star hotel, at the lake waterskiing, or do you prefer camping? I think camping for kids is a great experience. As adults, I think we get used to our comforts.

Since I walked into my home only three hours ago, I have what I call fresh eyes on the entire vacation. Even though we had a fantastic time, this is one of those vacations when you kiss the floor when you walk into your house.

all work and no play makes jb a dull boy ✿ ♫

I joked a couple of weeks ago because I said I won’t be too sad about not going to California this summer because I’m consoling myself going to the Italian Riviera. I got a couple of laughs out of that. Now I’m going to give you the entire story, the good, the bad, the heat.

The good.

I finished two books. Yay! I love to read. I finished The Power of Now by Eckhart Toole and The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. Both were excellent. I came home to some great news.

love and friendship have no limits. ╰☆╮
you inspire me ╰☆╮¤°.¸¸.´¯`»¸¸.·☆ Thx Tana!

For one, my friend Tana has dedicated a blog article to me and I love her for that, so sweet. Another friend of mine, Liz, bless her heart, sent me the film Julie & Julia because she knows I don’t get to see films here for months after they come out.

Next time, when I go on vacation, hopefully I won’t have to be without internet for five days. I didn’t bring my camera, because quite frankly I had enough on my mind caring for two rather small kids.

Okay. The trip.

We went to a place called Marina di Ravenna which is found straight east of here. You can drive it in about an hour. We stayed at my mother in law’s camp ground that is private. BUT there is NO running water in the camper, or better yet, no drainage. Well, there is running water, but I didn’t use it because I didn’t want to empty the containers by hauling waste. Yikes!

The GREAT parts.

I like to think of six impossible things before breakfast. ✿ ♫
I like to think of six impossible things before breakfast. ✿ ♫

We were walking distance to the beach that took no more than five minutes. My mother in law has a reserved umbrella set up with two chaise lounges available for the summer season.

Who is coming to keep me company?

The nonna is working so she has left the camp site to our complete disposition. That is so overwhelmingly nice of her.

Here in Italy, the kids have entertainment. The way it works is that you can leave your kids with counselors at the camp ground park 10 to noon and four to six. I never did though, except yesterday when my kids did some coloring.

In the evening around 9:00 p.m. there is music and dancing. The kids love this because they are free to roam around the camp ground. Literally, I think there were about fifty kids running around playing hide and seek. They found some cats. They exchanged t shirts. They made friends. They played endlessly.

The WORST part.

There was no running water. Or, as I said, I didn’t use the running water in the camper. That meant to brush our teeth we had to walk about three minutes down the gravel path to a common bathroom. Sure, it was super clean and organized but I just hated having people look at me while I brushed my teeth. I ended up brushing in the camper. Ugh.

It wasn’t so easy to get my kids to brush either.

Great

The Adriatic sea water was clean, salty ~ the air good for you. The kids got a little inflatable boat and spent hours upon hours playing in the light waves while I read.

Bad

There was too much sun and I don’t like being tan. I seriously don’t like being out in the sun too long. I stayed in the shade as much as possible worrying about my kids getting too much sun.

Great

Watching my boys being brothers. I cannot emphisize how happy that makes my mother’s heart. My little guys were playing billiards together, helping each other. Every time I look, they are together. We all spent HOURS on bikes. That was super cool because there was a shady bike path.

Overall

A nice Italian vacation on the coast? Well, why not. I liked it. I just have certain things I cannot live without, like internet, like my washer dryer, like running water, like a cool place to hang my hat.

Next time

Time share of course. I married a man with a time share. We still have two or three more weeks of vacation coming up and love my honey, we get four and five star treatment from here on in. Yay. We plan on going to the mountains to cool off and to Umbria that is just striking.

Well, thanks for reading, thanks for your comments.

My question to you is this. Camping? Can you take it? Does it build character? Best holiday? Worst holiday? Any stories you care to share are appreciated.

Julie

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1st Pitch of the Season — Root, root, root for the home team.

Lupi Parents and the Mayor, the Honorable L. Minganti

♥ Hi guys, welcome back. New readers welcome.♥

I just got finished uploading the pictures from yesterday’s game on facebook. I’ll try to get some up here too, but you know what? It takes longer, I have to upload them one at a time. So I invite you to pop over there and check them out. Click on this link to see more pictures. If you’re not a friend, by all means, add me.

The game went great. We all had a fun time. Frankly speaking I’m happy it’s over because it took a lot of planning. I know it seems like something simple, but it wasn’t. We had to coordinate everything from seats, to hot dogs, to popcorn, to clothes, to lights, to electricity, to having a fridge, to raking out the earth and cutting the grass. We had to buy benches, paint others, you name it.

Coaches of Excellence.

♥Love our team.

Everyone came and had a good time. Not too much to report, actually. We won. We played against Castenaso, final score 19-18.

Just wanted to say a special thanks for all of the parents, friends and many sponsors who came together to make this event possible. After the game, we had a bbq, danced to great music and had a laugh.:)

Our mayor came too so that was cool. Thanks for coming and showing support for our youth and sports.

Thanks for reading, guys. Have a nice day. You’re invited to our next game.

Remember, sometimes, the simplest things in life are the most rewarding.

 

We help friend start blog earning 800 new visitors in first 2 days.

I don’t think I can find one person out there who can argue that the launch of Tana’s blog, From Kenya with Love was a complete success.

This is a clear case of the student jumping leaps and bounds over the teacher. That’s what I mean when I say that the learning is in the doing. I learn from you. It’s hard to explain, but here goes.

She told be that before she got to page 53 of my blog book that she had published her blog.

That’s when the journey began. The two of us have been laughing, publishing, growing and sharing. I hope you are joining us for the fun and thinking about how you too are going to start your blog.

Why did Tana’s blog get 800 visitors in the first two days it was up?

I’ll tell you exactly why.

1) She read my downloadable book Zero to Blog.
2) She took a risk.
3) She’s funnier than heck, sometimes silly too.
4) She tells REAL stories from the heart that are changing lives.

Can we all just have a group hug and say, well done?

laughed so hard

In my cool skype interview with her that lasted a couple of hours I found out some truly amazing information about what it is like to live in Africa.

I think she might have learned something about living in Italy.

Here’s the roundup.

♥ Some people pay $100,000 bucks for a Safari.

♥ It’s dangerous as you want it to be. Like when I moved to Italy and everyone said watch out for your purse. They say the same about Americans. It’s just fear guys. Don’t let it stop you from living.

Like any country you learn where to go and where not to, there is crime everywhere in the world. That should not stop you.  Just learn how to protect yourself, listen to your instincts.  You get to know yourself even better by putting yourself out there. It is an amazing world with colourful people and wildlife.

♥ My sweet long blonde haired blue eyed goddess, single mom of three equally beautiful daughters had a charmed life that I think it is fair to say we can all envy. She GREW up with a lion raised in captivity, named Zamba.

She also suffered the heart ache and loss that comes with that intense love, I can only imagine.

♥ We spoke about how wonderful animals are for therapy, especially used for kids in schools. The way it works is the kids spend time with the animals and bond. I’d like to explain it better but I think you get the point.

♥ Her pops ~ I looked her dad up on wikipedia. Her dad, Frank Helfer, wrote a few books and I cannot wait to read them. Here’s all the info about her dad’s books and him.

♥ Tana and I have had a couple of fans. We love our fans. We worry when they go over board. She’s been in magazines such as Teen, People and TV Guide. I haven’t.

I hope you enjoyed reading this post and are inspired to share it.

There were a whole lot of other things Tana and I talked about like how teachers have can make or break students. I thank God at the moment for the cool teacher who wrote ‘Excellent’ on my essay when I was ten. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

As always, blog writers write for comments. Please leave your two cents below. Actually, to me, your comments are even worth at least five cents. Check your mailboxes for your checks. 😉

~ Julie of jbulie’s blog