The Week That Was.

Last week was the week of my birthday. For those that forgot you have the whole month to do something...
How did the week go and how much do I remember?
Monday I went to lunch at Biaggi's with my friend Mary. Mary is 80 years old and yeah she doesn't act it...End of this month her and her daughter are going to go hiking in the grand canyon. She hopes that her daughter is able to keep up...We had lunch and she said since I didn't have to work that we share a bottle of wine...Pinot Girgo...oh it went down so smooth. Then she said near the end of the meal that we drink to my birthday. So the waiter got us shots...Jim Beam for me. So kind of vodka for her...To my birthday...drink...then we drank to her vacation...then to the meal....the weather...the waiter's cute butt...the bitchy couple in the corner...the up coming elections...I think we had dessert..it was cheese cake...I think...Yes I drove home...yes I'm bad...Yes I had a hangover that night because when I got home at 1 in the after noon I fell into bed and then woke up about 7pm....Getting to old for this...
Tuesday and Wednesday worked both jobs...9am-10pm Wednesday at Target it just dragggggeeeddd...They even made fun of me....2hrs til you can leave....1hr.....is your night going slow...20 minutes....After some of the kids...yes kids... most are college age...we went out for drinks...yes i know I'm bad...I found out I can't limbo as low as I used to...
Thursday...B day. did a funeral in the morning. the I met the IPT people from Borders...It was raining like all get out.Then off to the sisters for my prime rib dinner. The girls didn't really like it...they will learn. Friday. Ran around and just shopped. Saw my old friend Dee from Waldens. My Southpark is a dead place. I went to find where the new Rock Island Casino is going to be...I got lost...Yes write that down...I was lost. I didn't know where I was in the wilds of Milan.
Friday night the Elderly sister and I did our yearly gamble and drinks. First went to the Davenport boat...lost....then the Rock Island boat...lost...Then I said for drinks lets go to my friends bar. The Knights Inn in Bettendorf. Its owned by my friend Pat's son Mike. We went in there and saw Mike right off. He was shocked to see me...Never thought he'd see me in there...Had a nice time...going to have to figure out some time I can get back up there and try the food.
Then Saturday and Sunday...I did something really stupid...I'll take the girls.
So another year has gone. I'm 43 and feel most days 60. One thing that keeps me going is that I've got Savannah,Constance,Garret,Alec and his new little sister and other small children that I hope I can impart some of my special way of thinking...HA....