Welcome to the first post of JAR's blog. It's written by someone with no literary skills whatsoever. Enjoy!

Last night I had a dream. I dreamt that Mike went on some vacation, without me, and he was learning how to take better care of himself. One of the things he had to do was write a letter to his wife. It was a very nice letter, but I was mad that he left without me. I woke up and he was still there. whew! He gave me a big hug and then got up to take a shower. Makes waking up weird. I don't usually dream.

Another weird thing is, being newly married. That's why my blog is called JAR. Those are my new initials. JAR. I guess it's neater than JAH, but JAG or JAM would've been cooler. When people ask me what my name is, I still give them the old one. Then correct myself. I also laugh everytime someone calls me Mrs. Roetto. So if you wanna hear me laugh, call me that. It works everytime, really freaks out the people at the bank!