Prayer for Brook

The prayer below was borrowed to read during Brook's burial. It is a catholic poem written for a nun's dog who died November 2009. Here is the link:  http://dogsaredharma.blogspot.com/2009/11/cathlic-burial-prayer-for-dog.html


Creator God,
our hearts are heavy
as we face the loss in death
of our beloved Brook
who was so much part of our lives.

Brook has made our lives more enjoyable
and gave us cause to laugh
and to find joy in his company.

We remember the fidelity and loyalty of Brook
and will miss her being with us.

From Brook we learned some lessons,
such as the quality of naturalness
and the unembarrassed request
for affection and attention.

In caring for her daily needs,
we were taken up and out of our own
self needs,
and we were able to serve others at,
and what may be,
a deeper level of caring.

May the death of Brook
remind us that death comes
to us all,
animal and human,
and that it is the natural passage for all life to
enter fully into the heart of our Creator God.

May Brook sleep on
in eternal slumber in your loving care,
as with all creation she awaits
the fullness of Your Eternal presence.

Amen+

My Dog, My Best Friend, My Brook

December 17, 2009, is a day I was not prepared to face. This day is the day my dog, Brook, was sent to God. It is one week until Christmas, so I anticipated spending my day finishing shopping for presents. I really just needed to make one stop for a few stocking stuffers, and another stop to pick up some household items. Boy, did my day turn out to be much different! As usual, Brook went along for the ride, keeping me company in between my stops. The weather is cool here in Kansas, so I did not worry leaving her in my truck with the windows cracked. I returned to her and my truck after finishing my first shopping destination. All seemed natural, so I gave her a pat and focused on the next task. As I was driving, I heard a faint nose coming from the passenger seat. When I glanced over at Brook, I noticed she had vomited all over herself and the truck. I pulled over and gave Brook a little water; she wouldn't drink very much. While dialing Jeremy's cell number, I put the truck in drive pointed towards home. He asked me if I looked at Brook's gums to see if they were pink or white. During George's time of death we learned this could be a sign of shock. At the next red light, I leaned over to Brook and lifted up her lip to see white gums! My heart sank to my feet. I called Jeremy back telling him I was taking Brook straight to the vet. I stomped on the gas pedal, put my flashers on and carefully maneuvered around the unaware people positioning themselves as blockades. I remember telling myself I may be over-reacting and Brook is just car sick. I did not convince myself very well, because I started reminding myself she never gets car sick, she always has an appetite, and all the other problems she had been exhibiting were collectively showing a sign something was wrong. I called my friend, Shanda, who works at the vet to notify her we were on our way. I pulled up, walked to the passenger side of my truck, opened the door and asked Brook if she could get out. She gathered her strength and jumped out to the ground, following me to the office door and on inside. Brook gave me some hope at this point; she actually didn't seem very sick. While meeting with Dr. Gary, we went over the past few weeks, her medications, and the concern I was experiencing from her actions. He asked to take another CBC to compare with the one she had given just three days before. I informed him he could do anything he needed to do, because something just was not right. He explained he would also like to take a chest x-ray and possibly an ultrasound. If one test displayed the culprit, then he would not need to do all the steps. I left Brook there for testing, and asked them to call me when they found out anything. I live just a few short miles away. It wasn't long before I got the phone call I was anticipating, yet dreading. Dr. Gary explained it was not good news and requested I return quickly to the vet office. When I arrived, my vet friend was crying, so I immediately knew it was the worst of the worse news. Dr. Gary told me Brook's abdomen was full of cancer. He showed me the x-ray of her spleen with a grapefruit size tumor, and then said afterwards he did an ultrasound, which showed tumors on her liver. Brook was also so lethargic she could no longer stand and was unable to control her urination. She was also showing signs of neurological distress. While waiting on Jeremy and Ash to arrive, I spent time with Brook trying to comfort her. It makes me cry thinking about it now! I told her she was the BEST dog anyone could ever share their life with, and that George and my dad were waiting for her on the other side. I stroked her and told her over and over she was a good dog. The next hour was one of the toughest experiences I have had to face thus far in my journey. Brook went back and forth between seizures and wagging her tail while trying to lift herself to her paws to stand, unfortunately without success. I knew what I should do so she would not have to deal with this pain and confusion, but I couldn't make the call and stick to it. I was pulled both ways as I debated with myself on what was the right choice. There just was no right choice to make; it was an unfair situation. Finally, after consulting with the doctor, Jeremy and Ashley, we decided to let Brook's soul go to heaven. It was her time! I said goodbye to my canine companion... again and again, before the doctor and Jeremy took her to the room across the hall to put her to rest. My sister and I held each other in comfort with tears of sorrow for what was about to happen to Brook. Jeremy returned after a few minutes letting us know it was done. We went to Brook and offered our last stroke of care upon her body, barely able to hold our composure. We opted to take Brook with us to bury her at Ashley's house. She is buried by a tree for both shade and warmth from the strength offered by the protection of the tree. This is not the end, but only the beginning of her journey. I love you Brook!

35th Birthday

I had a fantabulous birthday this year, which was no surprise. All the years I have been with Jeremy, he has made them special for me. He is very thoughtful in the details of gift giving and celebrating. This year, my first gift was a beautiful, cozy, cream-colored coat with fur lining (fake of course) that would keep an Eskimo warm in an ice storm. I love it! I got it the night before my birthday, along with tickets to Darius Rucker. Ash, Troy, Jeremy and I drove to Salina, KS, to see him in concert. It was an intimate venue, which had no bad seat in the house. He even played some old Hootie songs. I loved it! The actual day of my birthday, Dec. 4, was a day of total pampering by my hubby. We woke up and left the house to enjoy the day together. Our first stop was at Verizon Wireless to get my new phone, The Droid. I love it! Second, we stopped for lunch at the Anchor. The food was great as usual, but the heater was broken so we experienced a chilly lunch. Thirdly, we went to Shurtz Cues to play a bit of pool. JJ and I both have custom Shurtz Cues by Bob Owen. I love it! After, we headed to my sister's house to open the gift from mom and her. Everyone sang and had birthday cake. I loved it! Then we drove to our house around the corner to tidy up for our dinner reservations with some family and friends. We ate at Kobe Japanese Steakhouse, hibachi style. It was fun, food could have been better however. My neighbors/friends Lori and Whitney gave me yummy chocolates from Cocoa Dolce. I loved them! All and all, it was a GREAT 35th birthday!!!

2009 Thanksgiving Holiday: Destination Louisiana

Tuesday night we packed the truck and hit the road for Thanksgiving in Benton, La. It took all four of us to drive straight there since we left so late in the evening. It took us 9 hours, which is really stretching the trip, but I think we were throttle shy after I got pulled over by Texas State Trooper for speeding. Fortunately, I was only given a warning! Whew! I gave up controls after that to Ash. She drove us most the way, as Jeremy and Troy took a nap in the backseat. We even put Brook and Cooper in front with us, since poor Brookie could NOT get comfy in the back. I guess we arrived somewhere around 5 a.m. at mom's house. She had to go to work about an hour later, so we all crashed and slept until shortly before she came home. JJ and Troy decided they would spend the afternoon on the golf course, while we just chilled with mom visiting. Later that evening, we all, even Jake, got out for a beer and  some food. He is legally 21 now and able to drink with us. His "girl" friend came and met us at the restaurant/bar, and later we went to Fast Eddies to shoot some pool and have a few more drinks. I played like crap, unlike a few days before. It does make a difference shooting with a custom cue and a bar cue! It was interesting talking to Heather; I really liked her. I do have to say I was speechless for the first time when she said she was "fucking" Jake. I almost asked her to repeat it to make sure I heard her correctly. Anyway, it was a good night that ended reasonably early for us considering what time the city closes. The next day was Thanksgiving, and was a full day of cooking, eating and relaxing. Friday was "the biggest shopping day of the year" and we joined the rest of the deal seekers searching for a bargain for Christmas. Jeremy and Troy spent their day golfing again. Mom was suppose to get her new car tinted, but she canceled the appointment due to unease with the process and future outcome. After the day of shopping, we stopped back by to let her personally speak to the dude that actually tints the windows. She felt secure in his abilities and will be getting her new car windows tinted. We drove home to primp a bit before heading to our reservations at Oyster Bar. We originally had plans to go to Superior, but Jake said he did not like their food. He is right; it isn't very great! The atmosphere and margaritas are pretty good however. We ended up going to Superior after dinner, which we could have just stayed with our initial plans since Jake and Brett were no-shows. I felt bad after dinner for making mom cry. Now that I look back on the situation, I realize I have said that particular thing to her face way too many times to expect a different outcome. I guess I was hoping Ash and her would have some clarification or healing from it. From Superior Jeremy and I went to the casinos while everyone else went home. We went to our usual casino, the Horseshoe in Bossier City. We lost almost every hand we played while at the Horseshoe, and not to mention I had to complain on the rude behavior of the pit boss. So, after the last straw from the mistreatment, we took our money to the Eldorado Casino in Shreveport. We had a blast! The people we mingled with, both employees and gamblers, were fun and enjoyable. We even walked out winners...a bonus. Saturday was our day to travel back to Kansas, or should I say night? We left about 6 p.m. with Jeremy behind the wheel, and ended up home about 3 a.m. with Jeremy still behind the wheel. What a trooper!  This years Thanksgiving holidays were great!

Halloween 2009

This year since we live in Kansas, it would make sense we celebrate Halloween in Kansas. We were more thoughtful in choosing a costume that would be somewhat warm, especially because the temperature here is extreme day to day. Actually reminds me of Houston - usually warm, but not sure if it will be dry or raining. So, Dana Ivy's idea sounded like a great one. Let's all be characters from Bedrock! It was perfect, and not to mention we couldn't think of anything else last minute. Yes, we were procrastinating as usual. I bought our Fred and Wilma costumes online, as did Ashley and Troy. Betty and Fred came in with plenty of time to spare, but Wilma and Barney had us waiting in anticipation on the last day. See, we had two Halloween parties to attend - One, the Friday before and the other Halloween night. Dana and Greg were dressed as Pebbles and Bamm-Bamm, and pulled it off wonderfully. Saturday night was our second attempt to party Flintstone style. JJ and I didn't make it the entire night, I must confess. Immaturely, I consumed a mixture of adult cocktails which ultimately led to my demise. Looking back on the night, it was surely comical from the others standpoint to watch both JJ and I go down in flames. Yes, we did! We were both vomiting! So, BAM!

Flintstones... Meet the Flintstones,
They're a modern stone age family.
From the town of Bedrock,
They're a page right out of history.
Let's ride with the family down the street.
Thru the courtesy of Fred's two feet.
When you're with the Flintstones,
have a yabba dabba doo time,
a dabba doo time,
we'll have a gay old time!

Poem from Sylvia's Funeral

Below is a poem from Sylvia's funeral. Sylvia was Jeremy and I's neighbor when we lived in Atascocita, TX.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking,
it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts,
always hopes, always perserveres.
Love never fails.

I Corinthians 13:4-8 NIV

U.S. Open 2009 over for JJ

Jeremy is out of the tournament. He placed 33rd through 48th out of 220 players. I have said this before, and will say it again, Jeremy felt like he played well. It is not enough; however, to play at your top potential when your opponent does not play fairly! It must be fear when an opponent does not properly rack the balls on your break. Now, Jeremy did say he had issues with his break, but to get a crappy rack makes me wonder if it was truly JJ's break or his opponent acting like a d*ck?! Now this is not the first time and it won't be the last either. But come on douche bags - find those morals that you claim your full of, and actually use them. People like this make me want to start a gossip column. Believe me, I have plenty of ammunition! Quit putting on a fasad and play by the rules; play how you want others to play against you!

U.S. Open 2009

Jeremy left last Saturday headed to Norfolk, Va., for the U.S. Open 9-Ball Championships, one of the largest pool tournaments in the United States. It is especially large in prize fund. He won the U.S. Open 9-Ball Championship in 2003, and is hoping to do a re-enactment this year. He really seems to play well at this event. The tourney started Sunday, and he remained on winners side playing one match a day until Wednesday night. Jeremy said he played well, just missing one 8-ball. He was down several games and came back to pull the gap closer. Two factors seemed to hold Jeremy back. I believe he said he broke dry several times during the match, and his opponent had two combos on the nine. He is confident though; he knows he is playing good. Not perfect, but good! Every tournament is different, and it is difficult for a player to have the same result when the outside factors are almost never identical. From here Jeremy will be playing from the far side. Don't count him out, he has that inner genuine strength to come back again and again!
My point is...Jeremy is a fabulous man and pool player. He does not repeat gossip; he does not brag about himself, and he usually takes most things in stride. So, I take every chance I get to brag on on him. Matter-of-fact, to continue my brag, Jeremy is the ONLY pool player who has won both U.S. Open 9-Ball and U.S. Open One-Pocket titles! I could go on and on about Jeremy's titles, and I suppose I will make a separate blog here listing those titles one day. Until then, show some love for a true hero and mentor!

Rainbow Bridge

A family friend sent us a very touching card with their deepest sympathy for the death of George. Inside the card was a copy of an article discussing the beliefs of pets going to heaven in the afterlife. It was a nice comforting and informative article. It really got me thinking though - Do pet's go to heaven? There are references to two different, but similar, bible translations trying to answer this question. They differ when taken from Hebrew to the English translation. The distinction lies when interpretation of whether pet's fall under "living creature" or "living soul." I believe the passage of Luke 3:6 where "All flesh shall see the salvation of God." Animals are guided by the great Saint Francis of Assisi. The article also touches on a poem called Rainbow Bridge written anonymously. I found the article and posted it below to share with you.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content,except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion,never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Also, during my research I found the Rainbow Bridge National Monument. This is the world's largest natural bridge sacred to American Indian tribes. Next time you are near Arizona, stop here to check out this amazing site!

RIP George

Our dog, George, unexpectedly passed away Tuesday night. He was my adopted son, and Jeremy's right-hand man ever since he was a puppy. George was a full-blooded, fawn boxer who was the joy of our life. He was schooled on the road while traveling with Jeremy from poolhall to poolhall. George knew no barriers in life, and as he got older he suffered from the strains of age. He had a bum leg due to an injury several years ago, which resulted in him losing feeling in the lower half of his right hind leg. Due to that injury he dragged his foot, and for protection wore a hunting boot when walking long distances, especially on concrete surfaces. Even though he had physical ailments to overcome, George was a happy dog, full of life, who showed everyone around him how to stay young.The preceding days of his departure, George showed signs of not feeling well. Tuesday was a busy day of errands and appointments for Jeremy and I, so we did not notice the drastic downturn he was making. Later that day he vomited and was lethargic. Unusual to him, he did not charge the door when someone came to visit. He lifted his head and barked at Ashley and Troy, but he did not move otherwise. We all immediately grew concerned. After several attempts, Jeremy coaxed George into taking a couple drinks of water. When he finally drank some water is then we noticed how pale and white his gums had become. Also, Ashley noticed his extremities were unusually cold. She called her vet tech friend and described George's symptoms. She recommended we take his temperature. His temperature was slightly lower than normal. We decided to give him a few minutes of rest, still thinking it was a cold coupled with age. A few minutes passed when I heard George trying to get up, so when I turned to look I saw him struggling to stand with a stare on his face I will never forget...a blank, scared stare. In my next blink, he went into a small seizure. At that moment pandemonium broke out! Hysterically, we drove George to the emergency vet clinic. The following moments tend to blur together. When the vet examined George, she immediately took him to the back room. We never saw George alive again. He apparently had a tumor on his heart and his spleen ruptured, which was the critical cause of his death. Jeremy gave orders to try and save his life and start CPR when asked what to do by the veterinarian. When she returned, the news was devastating! George did not make it; he died. We will love and miss George the rest of our days. Cheers to George!

Road Trip: Destination Galveston Part III

Saturday morning started out extremely rough. Not only did we have a hangover, but we woke up startled thinking Jeremy forfeited his match. Thank goodness his first match was not until 1 p.m. instead of 10:30 a.m. as we originally thought! One-pocket was the first event to start off the Galveston World Classic with 8-Ball second, and 10-Ball to close the event. Jeremy did not place well in either of the events. If I'm not mistaken, he did not even get to the cash. You might all agree with me...that is very unusual for Jeremy. He really didn't play bad in the event; he just simply got beat. It happens to the best of them. As the week progressed, Jeremy had a few opportunities to gamble with other players. First, he played Joey Gray, then days later he played John Schmidt a couple sets. Jeremy came out ahead in both. Also, Jeremy was asked to commentate a few matches for the live stream table, and he was happy to do so. He is not only a gifted and titled pool player, but he is skilled at speaking and teaching the art of shooting pool. If he can't be the one battling in the match, he would like to be commentating the play-by-play. Who knows, maybe there is a future in it for him? So, the tourney was not a total loss, matter-of-fact, it wasn't a loss at all.
We shared some great and not so great memories with some of our friends over he past few weeks...Good, being the celebration of our marriage with our friends and family, experiencing the first of many tournaments hopefully to filter across the country, and reuniting with friends we have missed dearly since our move. Bad, being the hostile attack of mosquitoes over the island, remembering the devastation Hurricane Ike cost the locals a year before, and catching the contagious funk people were so kind to spread throughout. The good memories definitely supersede the bad!

Road Trip: Destination Galveston Part II

So, we made our way to Houston a few days before The World Classic started, and spent our time tying up loose ends. Jeremy has not matched up since we left New Orleans. My girls and I spent a day poolside soaking up some rays and catching up on gossip. Jeremy spent an evening starting his fantasy football. After a few days of him practicing at Bogies Billiards, he was ready to head to the island for some rest and preparation for our party. On the way to Galveston, we stopped in at Legends to check out the crowd awaiting their departure to the tournament. Friday, September 11, was the finalization of our marriage...a private party with our close friends and family celebrating our union in marriage. The cocktail party was suppose to be poolside at the Moody Garden Hotel, alongside the Moody Convention Center, host of the pool tournament; however, the weather God had a different idea, ugh. In case of unlikely weather, we had a room reserved indoors to ensure a dry and worry free time. The party started at 7:30 p.m., ending whenever. People seemed to be like-minded with me...never show up on-time or early, instead let it liven up. I was even a tad late due to a traffic and weather burdened limo. FYI, it is really hard to enter and exit a limo in heels and a dress, lol. Everyone raved about the food, saying it was great. By the look of the leftovers, I would have to agree. Jeremy and I were so involved in mingling, we did not have a chance to sample the food, but we sure did sample the beverages. Wink, Wink! Our friends and family did a great job intertwining with each other, and some heart-felt speeches made us feel confirmed our union was blessed. Overall, the night was amazing! I can not wait to see the pictures! I will provide a link to the photos when the photographer passes them on to me. Thanks to all the people who showed their love...MUAH!

Road Trip: Destination Galveston Part I

Jeremy and I have been on a road trip, not our first road trip nor our last, but a road trip ultimately arriving to our destination in Galveston, TX. As you all know, Jeremy and I are now husband and wife; we got married, went on a hot air balloon ride, then hit the road. Our first stop was in Oklahoma City in hopes of pool action, but instead ended up just eating recommended Mexican food at Ted's Café Escondido. We drove our full tummies to Shreveport, La., to get some rest. From there, we headed to Alexandria to visit my dad's grave. Our path continued to a local poolroom in New Orleans (Nawlins) to hopefully get a pool game to help Jeremy get in stroke for the Galveston World Classic event. Jeremy and Jamie Farrell gambled for a few short hours before we headed to get some much needed sleep. By the way, Jeremy won! The next day we met West Bank John and friends at his country club to play a round of golf. After golf, JJ (Jeremy Jones) and I went to the French Quarter to eat some local seafood cuisine, showered, stopped by the poolroom and then closed the night at Harrah's Casino. We actually won a small coin too!

I'm getting MARRIED!

Jeremy and I are getting hitched August 28, 2009. We are having a simple wedding, meaning we are getting married at the courthouse. We thought about this long and hard, and decided this was the right option for us. Our reasoning is...after eight years of dating, we would rather put our money toward a celebration with our family and friends. So, the Saturday after we marry, four of us are going on a hot air balloon ride! God please help me to remain calm! I'm not very keen on heights, lol. I figure adult beverages will calm my worries, as they usually do before I get on an airplane.For the BIG celebration or reception if you will, we are hosting a cocktail party alongside the Galveston World Classic. This is a new and exciting pool tournament held this September at Moody Gardens in Galveston, TX. We figure since most of Jeremy's friends are scattered across the country, we would bring the party to a central location. It actually works out perfect, since we are from the Houston area. SO, the final countdown begins! Wish us luck!!

Coors Light Triathlon

The Coors Light Triathlon is near, matter of fact right around the corner, seriously it starts this weekend, August 14. It is the first year for us to be participating in this event. Actually, I'm not technically a participant! Instead I will be a cheerleader for several two-man teams made of close friends AND Jeremy. Jeremy is teaming up with John Newsome, a long-time friend of his from the Houston area. John, Ernesto Bayaua and his girlfriend, Teresa Garland, will be making the nine hour drive to our home in Kansas to get in the action of the billiards, golf, and bowling sections of the triathlon. If I'm not mistaken, Nesto and Troy, my sister's boyfriend, will be teammates. We, the cheerleaders, will be rooting for these guys Friday evening during the billiards portion, while Saturday will bring a separation of the sexes. Saturday, the guys will be hitting some birdies for the golf,and then rolling large balls in an re-enactment of "pong" for the bowling event. The girls will be wishing we were in Hawaii while celebrating Dana's birthday poolside Luau style. It is going to be a wild, fast, fun weekend needless to say! Woot, Woot!

Article about Jeremy written by Me

Below you will find a link to an article I wrote back in 2003 at the request of Inside Pool Magazine about Jeremy Jones. As you will notice, my name is not accredited to my article; however, I assure you I did indeed write it. Just in case you are unable to access the link, I am providing the article for your to read. Enjoy!

http://www.insidepool.com/article439.html

While in high school and working at a pizzeria delivering pizzas in Baytown, TX, a friend and co-worker introduced Jeremy to the game of pool. Then
17, he became so fascinated with pool that he began working at a local poolroom to have non-stop access to the
game.
Later, Jeremy began playing in leagues and local tournaments.
To help his game prosper, he decided to go o­n the road in search of action.When he returned home to Texas, Jeremy found himself immediately in the poolroom practicing cheap with the great Jack “Jersey Red” Breit.
“If there is anyone I could call a mentor, it would be
Jersey Red,” Jones said.“He helped me turn the corner.”
While o­n the road traveling across the country, Jeremy met and became friends with several professional players. As his game improved, Johnny Archer encouraged Jeremy to strengthen his game by playing in pro events. “Johnny simply said to me,‘If you want to improve your game, you have to play with the best players in the world,” Jones said.“It made easy sense.” Jeremy turned pro in 1996 and has since then established himself in the pool world. He has built an impressive list of wins, including the 2003 U.S. 9-Ball Championship title, the 2003 Houston Open Champion, the 1998 U.S. Open o­ne-Pocket Champion, and he is a three-time winner of the Texas Open.
“Being that I got second o­ne time before, I feel fortunate to get back to the finals,” Jones said.“After winning and reflecting back o­n how I played in the tournament, I feel like I deserve it.”
Another achievement that he is proud of is being a member of the U.S. Mosconi Cup team for five consecutive years. “It is kinda dreamy to be o­n the same team as some
of my idols and heroes,” Jones said.“And a honor to be representing my country.”

JEREMY WON!!!

To update my last blog entry - Jeremy won the tourney at White Diamond Billiards in Lafayette, La. He played focused and with one purpose...to win! The field was abundant with skilled pool-players vying for the ultimate prize, first place. Jeremy set his eyes on the target and refused to look back. He plowed through the fierce competition remaining on the winner's side, ultimately taking the title. Congrats my love, you are the champ!

Louisiana Pool Tourney

I'm locked down to my computer today, and tomorrow more than likely, "sweating" aka watching with great interest, the rumored famous calcutta and pool tournament at White Diamond Billiards in Lafayette, La. If you have not had the opportunity to experience this unique side of life in person, you can watch it via live stream at the following link: http://www.ustream.tv/channel/bigtruck

Come out and support - Geaux Jeremy "Double J" Jones!

Ready, Set, Go!

So, here I am. I moved to Kansas six weeks ago from Texas to be closer to family. I have been busy since the first day we landed; weekends blow by, and weekdays welcomed to rest and catch up on my compulsion to organize the days to follow. The only thing saving my insanity of releasing information from the compartments in my head is my wall calendar. You would think I would actually use technology and take advantage of my phone calendar or computer; however, it apparently is not enough to feel secure and one with my perfectionism. I do believe once I find a desk suitable for my home office, I will feel complete and at home. So, my focus tomorrow is to yet again search for a desk!