In an earlier blog I expressed my desire (rather OBSESSION) to go to the Rockabilly Rave in 2011. I even got a day job to achieve that goal. One obstacle, sorry to say, was the imaginary husband. He has no interest. He told me if we go to England he wants to go look at castles, not listen to great music and hang around a bunch people jiving, all night. My idea of a good time is listening to music and hanging around a bunch of people jiving all night!
This difference of opinion was going to make going to the Rave nearly impossible. Monday, when I returned from Long Beach, there was a letter from my aunt. It appears my Tu-Tu left me some money. I showed the check to imaginary husband and told him "I'm going to the Rave." He nodded and said, "You've got your own money to do it, you can go."
Today, I sent and paid for a copy of my birth certificate. When that comes I will apply for my passport. When will it be June?
Rockabilly Rave Website
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