Kalisha is going to be 30 years old on February 6. She is planning a big party on Sunday, February 9. She has been talking about this since September.
I've been hacking up my lungs with bronchitis for two solid weeks, pushing onwards of three now. It's beyond a nuisance.
The picture I have attached with this week's post was taken from my front porch. Yes.
One of my favorite things is coming to an end.
We are a full week into 2014 and it's as if I'm just realizing it's January. I went to the grocery store today for the first time in three weeks.
"OK! I give UP!!! Is that what you want to hear from me?"
It has been a while since I played a board game with Kalisha. We play UNO quite often with a group of people. She usually wins at UNO but has learned to graciously accept defeat when necessary.
I guess I wasn't such a great dancer back in the day, so much as I was a great drunkard. Being drunkardly makes one feel like a back-up dancer for J.
So it's a day after New Year's and I haven't made my resolutions yet, but maybe these will stick this year:
I woke up Wednesday, the first day of 2014, at 8:30 a.m. (normally it's 6:30 if I'm lucky). I had Starbucks and a homemade oatmeal chocolate chip cookie for breakfast.