The title of this post is obsure… dates back to the Roman days on how they denoted dates on the calendar. Read this message through, and this old dinosaur who is on a first-name basis with Iulius Caesar will define it. (No “J” in Latin… I continue…)
Not being one to sit idle and mope in grief, even though I miss my husband very very much and think about him often, I have been keeping more that busy these last few weeks and will be for weeks and months to come.
In no specific order, I have…
I wrote a post before to say that I sold my 2008 Harley-Davidson Road King. I was not riding it much last year while my husband was going through a hell of a journey with cancer. I did not want to have the risk of injuring myself while I was caring for him so intently, living our marriage vows every day.
I also suffer from a chronic intestinal disease that is damn fatiguing, especially as I get older. That big super-heavy bike exhausted me when I rode it for more than a few hours.
Readers of this blog and viewers of my website are probably aware that I became a fan of Tecovas boots. They emerged onto the “cowboy boot scene” in 2015. At first, they offered a limited lineup of men’s traditional western and roper boots. But by now — 2021 — it is my opinion that Tecovas is “too big for their britches.”
I had become more and more wary of the company as they expanded with more styles of boots, additional non-boot products (bags, jeans, belts, swag, and the overpriced boot jack), and began opening a number of brick-and-mortar stores in several U.S. southern states. I was getting concerned that this once small, well-targeted and focused company had been expanding beyond the core concept that I once admired.
However, as a result of a significant March 2021 marketing blunder, I no longer…
A couple readers of my recent post describing what I am doing to keep busy and have a focus on a future… without… my beloved husband… noted that I did not say anything about my family or the support I am receiving.
Let me assure you…