What's inside my dirty blond head

How do you know if you've done enough?

How do you know if you've done too much?

How do you know if you care too much?


These are some of the questions floating around in my little dirty blond head. I know some people wonder if it's even possible to care too much. Sometimes I'd beg to differ.


I care about people I meet, whether it's on- or offline. When they are in a rough place, I want to jump in and do what I can to help. When they are happy, I want to share in their joy.

Most days I am happy with those I surround myself with. No, they may not know all my secrets and all things I have been through in my life, but part of that is just who I am. Many things I choose not to talk about freely. However that doesn't mean if a certain subject were to arise I would run away and hide.


But then there are those days. Those moments where I wonder if I give more than I receive.

People who I thought were close to me? The relationship feels fractured. Yet I still continue to give. If I open my mouth or walk away, I will be seen as ungrateful, selfish. Possibly jealous. For now all I can do is hope that no one gets hurt in the end. This is not a situation I want to pick the pieces up from.


Sometimes when I have things figured out, I get smacked in the face. I don't know which way is up or which way is down. Who's words do I trust? Do I play the naive card? It's most likely the best route to take, but is it the best?


No one tells you how many questions life can hold. And there is no one out there who can give you the right answer. Perhaps I need to change more than just my dirty blond hair? Or perhaps things are sometimes better left untouched.

You want to know what?!

Sunday I had to do the mom thing yet again and take my kids to their soccer games.

Seriously, who the hell thinks it's a good idea to play soccer at 9 in the morning?! I am not a morning person and the fact that it was cold only made matters worse!

Anywho, I had asked my daughter's coach a question after practice last week. He didn't know the answer so he would try to find out for me by game time. To read about the whole situation, you can hop on over to my other blog.

After my girl's incredibly awesome game where she scored a goal, he did answer my question, and just like he does with a lot of other people, we started talking. Mostly about our kids and why I don't like my son's coach. It was time for my son's game to start so we parted ways.

20 minutes into my son's game, I feel a presence next to me. I turn to see who's there, and it's my daughter's coach. He asked how my son was doing in his game. His next question blew me away. He asked if I was married.

Um, come again?!

Yes, I am, by the way. You may never see my husband at the games, but that doesn't mean I'm not married. Happily married, I might add. He just has a shit ton of work to do. If he can get it done when the kids aren't home, it means more quality time when we do return home. It can even free up his evenings, too, if you know what I mean!

So this question~ it's fine and dandy that you like to know more about people. I get that you're a people person. I am, too. Or at least more so than I was a few years ago. But personally, I'm not comfortable asking people about their relationship status if I just met them a few weeks ago.

I have a suspicion that he is a single dad. Is that why I may be reading too much into this inquiry, or does he simply just like to know who people are?

Your thoughts?

Enjoy the ride

Hi! My name is Jules

You can also call me Evonne.

Jules is what I refer to as my alter ego.






I started blogging in 2009. Like many before me, I wanted to have a place where family and friends could go to stay updated on the lives of me and my family. Along the way I realized that there is more to me than just another mom.

As I continued to blog I realized that there were so many more things I wanted to talk about, but I didn't feel those things had a place on a family friendly blog. I certainly don't have a trucker's mouth, but I do have my days where nothing quite describes my feelings like dropping a good ole F-bomb. I really don't think my Grandma would appreciate that!

In June of 2010, my inner demons thoughts got the best of me and I came out. Out loud, that is! Jules Out Loud is my place to talk about myself and the world around me. It is my place to learn more about who I am and grow as a person, not just as another mom. Sometimes I'm pleasant, while other times I am not. Sugar and spice, if you will.


Don't get me wrong, I love my husband and my kids more than anything. If it wasn't for them, I wouldn't be where I am today, but it is time for me to break away from being just another mom.


Welcome to Jules Out Loud. Get in, sit down, and enjoy the ride. Don't forget to buckle up!