Archive for January, 2010

Sunday Brunch – Wedding Mishaps

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on January 31, 2010 by juliannah

I posted about Cinderella’s wedding on juliannah by design. What I did not talk about was everything that seemed to work against us getting to and from the wedding. Let me start at the beginning.

We left last Friday the 22nd. We had to travel two hours to the wedding destination and I needed air in my tires so I stopped at Discount Tire to fill the tires. The technician started filling the tires and when he got to the last one he said, “Ma’am, will you please step out of the car?”

So I do and he proceeds to show me cracks in my front tire. Then he tells me all the tires are the same and if I keep driving on them we could be in a very dangerous situation. Great. So a few hundred dollars later, we were finally on the road.

Next, we just had to leave in a winter storm that also brought blizzard conditions to the Desert Southwest. Luckily the blizzard was further north, but we did experience rain, sleet and high winds. I do not much like driving on the highway, so needless to say it was a bit of stress for me.

We arrived at our hotel, which I must say was very nice. It was a Hilton, so there you go! We went to the rehersal and then we attempted to go the rehersal dinner. I misunderstood Cinderella’s directions and of course we got lost. After going back and forth and some choice words, we finally arrived. Corvette actually had the nerve to tell me we were rude for arriving late. What does getting lost have to do with being rude! As it turned out, several other people arrived after us and they were not late because of getting lost. Hah!

One the way back to the hotel we somehow missed the street for the hotel and wound up getting lost again! I finally stopped at a store and and got directions back to the hotel. Yea, you guessed it. More choice words.

The next day we arrived at the church with no problem and caravaned to the reception. All went well and we had a great time. When it was time to leave I was told to follow one of the bridesmaids back to Cinderella’s house where I would be spending the following week with Butterfly while Cinderella and Tango honeymooned in Hawaii. Ok great except when we went to leave the bridesmaid was gone. Ok. So I went back the way we came and Corvette who was driving Cinderella’s car back pulled up along side of me and yelled that the gas light just came on. Great. Again. Of course we were kinda of in the middle of nowhere and it took awhile to find a gas station. We did. We finally made it back.

The rest of the week was pretty uneventful except for a secret between Butterfly and me that we agreed we will laugh about in twenty years. I am sure you can figure out what it has to do with. Ok, so fast forward to this Saturday, the day we are due to go home. I woke up about 8:oo and was playing with my Blackberry before everyone else woke up. The phone rings and it is our alarm company calling to say the alarm was tripped at our house and what do we want to do about it. What? I am a hundred miles away! So I tell them to call the police and then we run around like mad people trying to get our stuff together. We throw everything in the car including my Chihuahua, against his loud protests and start back. Corvette calls the alarm company and they know nothing at that point. We call my good friend Lady Godiva and she agrees to go to the house and check things out. We finally get a call back from the alarm company and they tell us the police said everything seems ok. Lady Godiva calls us back and after going to our neighbor’s house and jumping our side fence (we do not have a gate, dumb, I know) tells us everything is ok and no one broke in. Phew. We are happy to find out we still have all of our worldly possessions.

Now you would think this would be the end of it. You. Would. Think. Apparently a truck became disabled on the highway and we became stuck going about 10mph or at a dead stop for about an hour. So what would normally take 1 1/2 to 2 hours took us just about 4 hours! Can you say, What the @%$#!

You are probably wondering if I still have my sanity. Yes, but I am done with weddings, vacation, driving and false alarms.

Somebody pass me a margarita. Please!

And order me a pizza!

The Wedding

Posted in Uncategorized on January 27, 2010 by juliannah

I posted about the wedding here. Please visit to read about Cinderella’s wedding and to view pics. Bear with me I am using a different computer and I am taking some time to relax and watch mindless TV.

Here is a pic of Butterfly, a mini-me of Cinderella, and the very special flower girl.

Good News and Bad News

Posted in Uncategorized on January 20, 2010 by juliannah

So which would you like first? Since I tend to be an optimist, I am going with the good news first.

As of Feb. 1, LCpl Honda will be known as Cpl Honda. YEA!!! He has waited for this for a while. Since there are  so many people in the Marine Corps and there are only so many slots it is really hard to pick up rank. He now can have the blood stripe and sword. Awesome!

I found out in an email that came to my Blackberry while at work. Love my phone! I was even emailing him in real time for a bit. This is only the second time that has happened. Last time it was at 3:00 in the morning, so yea for me too.

Now for the bad news. The deployment might be extended. Can you hear the big sigh! It was really a scream, but since I was at work I decided to spare my co-workers. After all they already listen to enough of my craziness.

He could not say why, but I have a sneaking suspicion of the reason and I think that has to do with natural disasters. Could be wrong, but I do not think so.

So looks like I will deal with the deployment gremlins a little longer. I might just have to put the cat in the garage. See how they like that!

Cinderella’s Wedding is Coming!

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on January 20, 2010 by juliannah

Please go read about Cinderella’s upcoming wedding!

Deployment Gremlins

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on January 14, 2010 by juliannah

I have read on a few military wives’ blogs about deployment gremlins. I am assuming they are problems that only crop up during deployment. My gremlins definitely inhabit that damn car. Yes, LCpl Honda’s car.

Just when you think, all is well the curse of the car strikes again. LCpl Honda emailed me on Sunday night. This is what he said:

Subject Car Registration stuff… again 😦

“Hey I know we thought this stuff was done but I need you to check on something for me. I got a letter yesterday from the ****** DMV about my car not getting registered and being late, they said I owe them $500 some odd dollars. Anyways I need you to contact the ****** DMV and tell them that my car is registered in ****** now and make sure that I don’t owe any of that money. Thanks Mom, love you.”

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

Breathe Juliannah.

Once again, images of Power of Attorneys flying back and forth and people refusing to speak to me go through my mind. Why, why, why?

I decide to wait until I get home from work to call because I do not need to be standing in a parking lot begging some unknown person to help me. When I called, I get a computer telling me that the wait for a human should be less than ten minutes. Ok, I can do that. After a few minutes, the voice comes on and says the same thing. After 10 minutes, the voice comes on and says the wait is now longer than 10 minutes and I should hang up and call back later or another day.

I. Don’t. Think. So!

Sooo, I just put the phone on speaker, sit it on the table and take a seat on the couch. I figure there is no way I am going to hang up and call back. I am still trying to figure out how less than 10 minutes can turn into more than 10 minutes. I really do not think you can take cuts on a phone line. Nope, I think it was a ploy to get people off the phone. I never had much love for the DMV anyway.

Now this is the real funny part. 30 seconds after I put the phone on the table, a woman answers. That’s right. Gotcha DMV! So I brace for the worse and start to explain the situation. She tells me I need to mail the original letter and write on it that the car is registered in my state. Ah, I explain that the letter is floating somewhere in the middle of the ocean and besides that I just received a Christmas card from LCpl Honda postmarked Dec. 15 yesterday. That is not happening.

She thinks for a minute and then tells me to send a copy of the registration along with a letter stating the car is registered. She also asks me about LCpl Honda and his deployment and says to thank him for his service. Finally, an angel amongst all the devils I have spoken to throughout this deployment!

So another car problem solved. Except the car battery is dead again, but that is Corvette’s problem.

I am sure the gremlins had something to do with that too. Because I am sure, when I am gone they are rocking out to the radio and playing with LCpl Honda’s GPS.

Wordless Wednesday – Winter Fun

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , on January 13, 2010 by juliannah

Please visit Wordless Wednesday at juliannah by design

Military Monday – Reenlistment

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on January 11, 2010 by juliannah

Today’s Military Monday is taking on a more personal note as it should because my son, Lcpl Honda reenlisted for another four years into the US Marine Corps!. He stood on the flight deck of the ship on which he is current deployed and to the oath and once again pledge to honor and defend his country.

This is important because not only are they willing to make the ultimate sacrifice for us and their country, they also make many other sacrifices on a daily basis. From having to share living space with other people and be stationed away from family members for most of their service time.

Sometimes they are not also able to come home for holidays or special events. Cinderella will get married in two weeks and LCpl Honda will still be floating around the ocean somewhere. His cover and gloves will be gracing a pew in the church to honor his place in our family, but that is not the same.

Military families make these sacrifices too! Millions of mothers have lived through deployment. Even though LCpl Honda is not in a combat situation, it is still hard none the less. Also wives and children have to miss having their husbands and fathers, not to mention they have to live like single mothers for months on end.

So, yes these men and women should be commended for reenlisting and committing more time to the service of our country.

Thank You LCpl Honda. Your family is proud of you. You country is proud of you.

Tear Jerker

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on January 8, 2010 by juliannah

I ran across this story via Twitter and I just had to reblog it. It originally appeared in the St. Petersburg and online at tampabay.com.

WWII Vet And Wife Are Finally At Rest

BUSHNELL — The two teenagers got to the cemetery first.
He wore his dark green dress uniform from the National Guard. She wore a long black dress.
They stood on the edge of the road, across from rows of matching military headstones, waiting for the funeral of the man they had never met.
Mike Colt, 19, and his girlfriend, Carol Sturgell, 18, had driven more than an hour from their Tampa homes on Wednesday to be at Florida National Cemetery.
They weren’t really sure why they had come. They just knew they had to be here.
“It’s kind of sad, huh?” asked Sturgell, scanning the sea of white gravestones.
Colt nodded. “Yeah, but it feels kind of important.”
At 12:20 p.m., a Tampa police car pulled up, then a white Lincoln Town Car. Another police cruiser followed. Two officers stepped out.
“Thank you for being here,” Colt said, shaking both of their hands.
“No, thank you,” said Officer Dan College. “If it weren’t for you guys, none of us would be here.”
• • •
Three weeks ago, on the last Saturday of November, the young couple was hanging out at Sturgell’s house when her brother rode up on his bike, all excited. He had found two fishing poles in this huge pile of trash. Come check it out, he said. So they did.
At the edge of the trash mound, sticking out from beneath a box, Sturgell spied a worn green folder.
She pulled it out, brushed off the dust. Across the top, bold letters said, “Department of Defense.” Inside, she found retirement papers from the U.S. Army; a citation for a Purple Heart issued in 1945; and a certificate for a Bronze Star medal “for heroism in ground combat in the vicinity of Normandy, France … June 1944.” In the center of the certificate there was a name: Delbert E. Hahn.
Why would anyone throw that away? Sturgell asked.
And who is that guy? Colt wanted to know. Must be old, a World War II vet. Looks like he served at D-Day!
That night, they took the paperwork back to Sturgell’s house and searched Delbert E. Hahn on the computer. Nothing. They talked about who he might have been, the life he might have led.
The next morning, they went back to the trash heap and searched for more clues. They rummaged through boxes, overturned furniture, picked through piles of the past. Colt moved a ratty couch — and something fell out. A metal vase, or box, some kind of rectangular container about a foot tall. On the base was the name: Delbert E. Hahn.
“It’s him,” Colt told his girlfriend. “This must be him, in his urn.”
Sturgell screamed. She didn’t want to touch it. It was kind of freaky, she said, discovering the remains of some dead guy.
“He shouldn’t be here,” Colt said. “No one should be thrown away like that, just left in a parking lot.”
The dead man wasn’t alone. Under the couch, the couple found two more sets of remains: a cylinder-style container with Barbara Hahn printed on the bottom and another urn, which had no name.
• • •
Tampa Police Cpl. Edward Croissant had just reported for the night shift that Sunday when his officers showed him the urns. This kid and his girlfriend had found them and brought them to the station.
Then an officer told Croissant about the Purple Heart. The Bronze Star. And the Normandy invasion.
And Croissant became irate. He had served eight years in the Navy. He’s in the Coast Guard Reserve. “I had three uncles in World War II. That was the greatest generation. If it wasn’t for those men, we would have nothing,” he said.
“That man saw combat. And someone just dumped him there? He deserves a better ending.”
Police called the Department of Veterans Affairs and learned Hahn had died in 1983, at the age of 62 — and was a highly decorated war hero. The staff sergeant had served in the infantry and been honored with five Bronze Stars and two Purple Hearts.
Barbara Hahn, they learned, was the soldier’s wife.
So how did their remains end up in that mound of garbage? Where was the rest of their family, or friends, anyone who would want their ashes? And who was in that third urn?
• • •
Neighbors filled in some of the story: Barbara Hahn had been a widow forever, they told police. For years, her mother had lived with her. Her mother’s name was Barbara, too.
The elder Barbara had lived to be more than 100. They thought she died around 2000. That third urn, neighbors told police, must be her.
The younger Barbara, the soldier’s wife, got sick in 2003. A couple came to care for her, and she wound up willing them her mobile home. When she died, the couple moved in, took out a mortgage, then didn’t make payments.
The bank foreclosed on the trailer late last year.
In November, officials sent a maintenance company to clear it out. The workers must have just dumped everything behind the vacant building on Busch Boulevard, neighbors told police. Including the remains of three people.
• • •
Just before 1 p.m. Wednesday, the two teenagers led the car line through Florida National Cemetery. Police followed, then the funeral director who had the urns. Outside a wooden gazebo, two rows of National Guardsmen stood at attention.
The funeral director handed the first soldier a flag, the next one the cylinder with Barbara Hahn’s remains, the third one the brass urn with Delbert Hahn.
(Barbara’s mother’s remains are still in the evidence room of the police station. Since she wasn’t a veteran or married to one, she wasn’t entitled to be buried in the military cemetery.)
“Let us open the gates of the Lord,” said a military chaplain, who led the procession of strangers into the gazebo. “Let us remember,” said the chaplain, “none of us lives only unto himself.”
The teenagers sat on the front bench. Three officials from Veterans Affairs sat behind them. They had spent weeks searching for the Hahns’ relatives, any distant kin or friend, someone who might want their ashes — or at least want to come to their burial.
They couldn’t find anyone. Even the couple whom Barbara Hahn had willed her home to didn’t show.
By the time the chaplain lifted his head from the Lord’s Prayer, a long line of men had wrapped around the gazebo. Wearing blue denim shirts and work boots, they clasped their caps in their hands and bowed their heads. Dozens of groundskeepers from the cemetery had left their Christmas party to come pay respects to the man who, in death, had been so disrespected.
A bugler played taps. The riflemen fired three shots. And 56 people watched the honor guard fold a flag over the urns of the man and woman they never knew.
News researcher John Martin contributed to this story.

Today is my Birthday

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , on January 6, 2010 by juliannah

Today is my birthday. I do not know why but I did not feel very happy this morning. I guess because this has been such a tough year. Losing Lolly Pop Kid was the single worst thing that I have ever been through. I did not feel like celebrating and I so wish I could change everything about this past year.

But. I. Can’t.

There were two amazing things that happened today. First LCpl Honda, who has been deployed since Sept. called me. It was hard to hear him, as it was on Christmas, but he called me to wish me a Happy Birthday. I never expected to get a call today. It was great to talk to him. I can’t wait for him to come home.

I went outside as the sun was rising and saw this.

Red clouds. Lolly clouds. I usually see them on Tuesdays. The day he became an angel. Taking a closer look, the cloud looks like an angel. I could be wrong, but I felt his love and birthday wishes. I had the realization that he does not want me to feel bad all the time. Which I already knew, but it is hard to live it.  Still, it is hard to celebrate things in life when you are missing someone. It is hard to watch your family members hurt. It is hard to miss people that are not at home. It is hard to not know exactly what is going on with the people that are not at home. I hate talking in code. I hate OSPEC. I understand, but I still do not like it.

I guess I just needed a time-out today. I will go on. I feel very comforted by the events that have occurred already today. Tomorrow will be a new day. I will get up and move on. I know I will have bad days. But I will keep putting one foot in front of the other.

Today is my birthday. Thank you Lord for the gifts I received.

Sunday Brunch – A New Year

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , on January 3, 2010 by juliannah

I am praying for a better year. I am looking forward to watching Cinderella walk down the aisle on her father’s arm to be given away to a most wonderful man. I am so happy to welcome Tango to our family. I am also happy to become part of Tango’s family. More peeps to love.

I am so looking forward to my son, LCpl Honda returning from deployment. I never knew how hard this could be. Maybe if communication had not been cut off for so long it would be better. Maybe if I could have actually understood him on Christmas Day it would be better. Maybe. I just received an email from him today, finally after two months. He sounded so down and just wants to come home. He said he was sorry about the car fiasco and sorry for sounding grumpy on Christmas day. It is ok son. I understand.

We did manage to have a nice New Year’s Eve. I made a ham dinner for a bunch of people who are basically hamed out this season. Me and Corvette have only had turkey so we wanted ham. Needless to say I have a lot of leftovers. That’s ok, ham salad, ham and eggs and of course ham and beans which I made yesterday. We had Butterfly for the weekend. Grandma M and Grandpa DingDon, Hippie Guy, Flower Girl and the twins came along with a good friend of mine and her daughter. I don’t know how I did it but I made it to midnight and we blew off confetti poppers and made a bunch of noise. We were also treated to a fireworks show via our neighbors.

So, as I said we hope for a better year filled with a wedding, good family times, homecomings and maybe some more grandkids! Yes, that would be wonderful.

Happy New Year and the recipe for today is, of course Ham and Beans:

1 pound of Navy Beans

1 pound of Pinto Beans

A ham bone with lots of ham attached

1/2 teaspoon of onion powder

1/2 teaspoon of pepper

Put all the ingredients in a crock pot and turn on low for about five or six hours until the beans are soft and the ham is falling of the bone. Remove and give the bone to your dog. Lucie, my big red dog enjoyed the bone this year. Buddy my chihuahua enjoyed a few ham pieces.