Long Long Ago... In a blog far, far away
Yes it has been quite some time since I last blogged. The privacy I used to have right out in the open at work has been replaced with a place center stage, so even my break times passed writing on my blog have been affected. Alas, I hope to have this solved with the application of mirror tint on my office windows. It may sound silly but it will be a life saver. I am also aware that i promised pictures, but those will have to wait.
Funny thing happened to me the other day. I was really craving Chinese food, and no one could go with, so I went alone. I used to dine alone quite a bit, so I was not that bothered with it. However i was lamenting the rather short list of possible companions. There are only 2 people I normally extend lunch invitations to, so if both have other plans, I am SOL. Anyway, I was lamenting when I got the fortune cookie... Guess what it said. You will always be surrounded by your true friends. The irony was not missed by me anyway.
Christmas was pretty good. The kids hauled it in as usual.
Poker! Ah, poker. To be honest, I have gone into each of our recent poker games with a plan, or a method of play to be more accurate. Some have been fairly successful, some have not been. The methods from a week ago was VERY successful. $48 profit... in quarters... not too shabby.
Sunday marks the end of an era... well more like an age. I hav ehelped my sister move all over the state, and Sunday will be our last horrah. After this weekend she will call the pacific paradise of San Diego home. I think it is funny that this is the last move, as the move out there was also on a SUnday and the model of moving effeciency. Dad and I pulled up at her place in my now home of Manchester around 8 am. We loaded her house, drove to Nashville, unloaded, ate lunch, returned the U-Hauled, and hauled ass back to Tullahoma in time for my 2pm tip-off. The mini-van that both she and I have taken our turns being guardian of has never been driven so aggresively.... Wait a minute, Kelly had it, so maybe it has.
Off to Atlanta next week, to freeze my ass off in an open train station for a week. An enriching experience to be sure.
Mead... gonna make some. When it is done, consider yourself invited to get a good drunk on.
Until next month... I mean time.
1 Comments:
Thanks again for the help! And, barring the little key-free incident; I think we managed another damned efficient move this time, just the two of us!
There's probably a blog of my own in the bolt cutters and taxi fiascos, though.
Hate that I'll miss the mead. I think.
San Diego, here I come.
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