Happy New Year 2022

Well, today was the first day of the new year, 2022! What did I do with my day? I slept! All frickin’ day. Now I will be up all night!

What do we get so excited for over the beginning of a new year? I really don’t get it. It is just another day honestly. Even though I remember nothing about 2019 I know it happened. Another day/year another dollar or two and a lot of bills. 2020 on the other hand sucked big time. You know, the pandemic “started”. It started for America that is.

2021, more pandemic but less people running around wearing masks and people began to get their Covid shots. I got my 2. Yesterday was just December 31st and I can’t remember much else about the year. Oh! The company I work for got sold to a large brokerage in California in August. Hmmm, what else? OH! My younger sister moved out of my house and quit speaking to me again, not unusual for us. We have a love hate relationship. Harley turned 9, she’s one of our dogs. Dexter, the other dog, turned 11.

See nothing to get that excited over. In 2022 I believe we will have the same old same old of the pandemic. This is going to be an ongoing battle for the world. I don’t things will ever get back to what everyone calls normal. Even though I am not much of a social butterfly I do like talking to people. Getting to know them. One on one though, not much of a “group” person. When I was younger I’d say “I hate people” because I trusted blindly and I always got hurt but friends and guys. If Lee and I hadn’t gotten married I think he would have been my last attempt at a relationship. I trust blindly and hurt tremendously. Lee says I have a very giving heart. And that is where I go wrong, every time. Why you ask? Because I give so much and then I expect the same in return. Maybe that is wrong of me to expect the same. I don’t know.

When Facebook first started I joined just like everyone else who was sick of MySpace. About 6 months after I joined one of my friends from ELEMENTARY school friended me and sent me a message one day. He told me a story. Apparently the first day of first grade after school we were all looking to see where our moms were in the car line to pick us up. This one kid I recognized from my class was standing there crying (my friend) because he was scared, he could find his mom. I walked over and put my arm around him, he said, and asked him what was wrong. He told me and I told him not to worry that we would find his mom. He and I then started walking down the block of cars until we found his mom. He thanked be and got in the car. When I first started reading the story I didn’t remember the situation but then it all came back to me because after I left him with his mom I remembered walk to my mom’s car and she asked me why I was with that boy. I told her what had happened and I remember her saying “your kind heart is going to get you hurt”. My mom was always straight to the point, never gentle. I think it was her who hurt my heart more than anyone else in my life.

I know my mom loved me. I just don’t think she liked me very much. That’s ok though. The feeling was mutual. Maybe she didn’t like the way I loved, or loved to give. Maybe she didn’t like that I was just like her and my dad, honest to a fault and not always gentle about it. I don’t know.

2022. Will just have to wait and see what happens during this year. At least this year I will have this journal to look back on. Question! Do you prefer “journal” or “diary”? Is there really any difference?



jour·​nal | \ ˈjər-nᵊl  \

Definition of journal

 (Entry 1 of 2)1a: a daily newspaper —usually used in titlesThe Wall Street Journal
b: a periodical dealing especially with matters of current interestan academic journal—often used in titlesThe Journal of the American Medical Association
2a: a record of experiences, ideas, or reflections kept regularly for private use DIARY
b: a record of current transactionsespeciallya book of original entry in double-entry bookkeeping
c: an account of day-to-day events
d: a record of transactions kept by a deliberative or legislative body
e: LOG sense 3
f: LOG sense 4
3: the part of a rotating shaft, axle, roll, or spindle that turns in a bearing


verb journaledjournalingjournals

Definition of journal (Entry 2 of 2)
transitive + intransitiveto keep a personal journal to enter or record daily thoughts, experiences, etc., in a journal

As a kid, I journaled about everything from boys to bad haircuts.— Redbook

The principal at the school says since students began journaling last year, poor behavior reports have dropped 40 percent.— Stephanie Stahl

The students engaged in several process discussions to reflect on their service-learning projects, and they journaled their reactions.— Roeper Review


Nope! Not according to Meriam Webster Dictionary

I Just Want to be Happy, and Maybe Experience Epic Someday

Welcome to my site! People who know me know I really enjoy designing web pages but I don’t do it for a living. At one time I thought that was what I wanted to do. I had worked a contract job for Microsoft in Dallas as a support technician for their web page editor Frontpage98. The assignment was for 6 months. It was then I decided that working with the general public was not for me. Being tied to a desk and a phone with only assigned breaks and lunch was not for me. One of the other support techs and I decided to try our hands at web designing. I thought that would be so much better. NOPE! The thing is, I feel a web site should not only show what you are trying to sell but how you FEEL about it. You want the site to say “HEY! I LOVE what I am doing and selling!” Most people could sell me on the idea that they loved what they were selling. It just all about the possible all mighty dollars that they wanted to make. So I gave on that and decided to only make sites for the things I know and love, and this is what this site is going to be all about!

First, it will contain a blog. A place I go to hash out feelings about things going on in my life. Things = problems, feelings, depression, anxiety, etc. Do I love these things? NO! But we all have those in our lives and we need somewhere, someone, or some way to share those things. Get them out there so they don’t eat us alive. I’ve heard you should keep a journal for this stuff. Well, I actually hate writing with a pen and paper. Typing on the other hand doesn’t bother me at all.

One page will be dedicated to my favorite celebrity of all time. Wow! Never really thought about him like that before but it came out of my fingers so it must be true! LOL Paul Wesley is an actor, director, producer, humanitarian, and entrepreneur.

The second page will be dedicated to Brother’s Bond Bourbon. I’m not going to say a whole lot about that here because I want to put all that info on that page!

I think I’m going to have a third page dedicated to recipes. I love to cook, granted in the past year I haven’t done much of it, but I think I have some really good go to recipes and am going to try and share those with you as well!

Finally, the title of this post, I Just Want to be Happy, and Maybe Experience Epic Someday, is EXACTLY what I want. Am I a HAPPY person? I don’t think so, honestly. I am sad all the time about all kinds of things. I will explore that on here. Experience Epic Someday? No, I don’t think I have ever experienced Epic in my life. I think we all should have at LEAST one epic moment in our lives, don’t you? What would be enough to be epic? I don’t know. Guess I’ll know when it happens. If and when it happens, I will share it here with you as well!