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Year 37, aka 37.1

Well, then. It is time to begin the journey of year 37. I always have these grand plans, theories of how I can make myself better, and yet, never do they come to fruition. This year, no grand plans. Just a quest to try to write daily. As such, you may be subjected, dear reader, to some serious drivel. I cannot help myself. These daily posts will be titled 37.whatever day. Other posts will be named whatever they’re about. Makes sense, no?

It was a lovely day. Lots of phone calls and Facebook messages to let me know that I truly am loved. Lovey got me some beautiful flowers and a card (Hoops and YoYo, FTW!), oh yes, and a new laptop. It is still being built but oh, I do believe that it will be oh so pretty. It is with this new laptop that I hope to be inspired to write. Daily. I may even name her, my new writing buddy. I am accepting name suggestions. *evil Shatner*

So, as I begin year 37, my family all have their health, Lovey and I have jobs (that we actually like…go figure), we are sheltered in a sweet house, and we are ready to hunker down for the winter, keeping the budget belt tight for a little while, preparing for getting out and enjoying everything Colorado has to offer very soon. I don’t think I could ask for more. I mean, of course I’d love to win that $25K raffle on Christmas day, but otherwise, I’m in a good place.

Come along for the ride, and please, don’t hesitate to bust my chops if you see that I’m slacking. I’ll take it in stride and get my hands on the keyboard. I’ve some other things to talk about, but those shall go in a brand new post. Until then…

ROCO people!

Weekend drinkend

In an evening that was a throwback to times when I used to party hard, we really had a good time Saturday night.

Location: Coconut Grove
Venue: Crazy Pianos
Time: 9pm……

So, yeah, it would’ve been 9pm had they not screwed up the reservation, but after a brief (one hour) wait, they did get it together and we were able to get our party on. Upon our arrival, Lovey dropped me off and went to park the car. I went inside to check on our non-existant reservation. While checking out the scene, one of the bouncers was hitting on me…hard. Like, I have bruises hard. But hey, who doesn’t need an ego boost every now and again? And he was hawt.

There’s me and Lovey. I’m a few beers in at that point. This is also why I typically hide from the camera, particularly when I’ve been drinking. One eye gets all droopy and I forget to suck in my tummy and I’m never happy with the results. BUT, even if it doesn’t look like it here, I looked DAMN HOT Saturday night.

That second photo was a little earlier in the evening where I’m still looking like I have complete control over everything, lol. Good times had by all.

I must thank The Negotiators for getting a nice piece of change lopped off the bill along with fantastic chocolate cake with ice cream and a big ole sparkler!

While we certainly had fun, I am starting to realize that I can’t party hard like I used to. I think that with every sip of water on Sunday, I rehydrated some dried up alcohol particles and got drunk all over again. Yikes!

Know what though? I’m sure I’ll forget by next year and do it all over again! 😀