So...I'm typing this sitting in Brently's recliner with Sydney the super kitty around my neck. I'm also watching the volleyball game on TV drinking a mimosa. Does it get any better? I'm going to have to get up sooner or later...Brently is going to want to go outside and clean off the cars. The ice/sleet is pretty bad and I guess we need to get a head start on it.
I should be working. I'm behind in just about everything. Tomorrow will be crazy anyway because it's my birthday. Yep, I'm a December baby. Being a December baby pretty much sucks, but there's not a lot I can do about it. Just suck it up and deal with it.
Tomorrow night we're getting together with friends to do my birthday and our Christmas. Usually I'm totally against this, but as time goes on, it doesn't bother me as much. Plus it's really hard to get everyone together for supper. I get to pick where we eat. A little place in the Bluffs. It should be fun. I'm going to have to buckle down at work tomorrow. I guess we'll see what happens with that.
I almost have my Christmas shopping done. I have my cards done. I just need to mail them out. I didn't do a letter this year, just a picture card. I didn't really feel like writing a letter, so I didn't.
My boss's father passed away last Sunday. The funeral was today. It made me miss my dad. I miss him all the time anyone, but I guess I really think about it more at Christmas. No one loved Christmas as much as me and my dad. We were always the first ones up. We'd wait as long as we could before I started waking people up. Christmas will be fine this year, I just wish my dad was here.
Until next time...
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