JENALS

September 7, what a memorable day of highs asnd lows. Facebook showed me memories today. A year ago, I had an Alcatrazz reunion that was great. 2 years ago, I landed in Mazatlan, Mexico. That was great too. 5 years ago, today, I was on a cruise that took us to Monaco. That was gtreat. 3 out of 3 for this date in my life. 10 years ago, I was on another cruise, day was almost great. Till we pulled into a port, and I called home and asked my son how was Pops doing? I think I woke him up. He responded with, "What do you mean? " When someone is asleep and just wakes up, he doesn't realize whats going on. "What do you mean hows he doing? He's still dead. " That how I found out September 7 has incredible highs and lows for me. R.I.P Pops. R.I.P.

Have you heard this before? Its about you. Are you aware that 9 months before you were born, you went to a party with your dad, and you left with your mom?

Its happened. I don't feel safe here in Mexico anymore, yes. I was stalked, and they found me!!!! Actually, not they, him. I cam here to walk and lose weight, and swim in the pool. And that is where I was found. The TAMALE Guy found me. I was in the pool and as I looked up, there he was, like an ngel, all aglow, jumpinh up and down, waving at me. Of course I bought 4 right away. Never gonna get skinny ever again. Sigh.