First, and most importantly I must send "Happy Birthday" wishes to my wonderful grandson. I probably won't get to talk to him today but I want him to know I'm thinking about him and am constantly amazed at what a wonderful guy he is and I miss him a lot.
I went to a party last night. A birthday party for a great friend. He and his wife threw the party to celebrate...get this...His 75th birthday. When I left, he was still partying. Now, see...that's the only way I want to be alive at 75...Alive and kicking.. It was such a great party..
Oh yeah, and I felt like I deserved a little pampering myself. So, I took myself to the "Salon" and had my nails done. Acrylic. I'm hoping that it will break me of this bad habit I've developed lately of biting my nails. I don't know why I started that but I'm having a dreadful time stopping so I have beautiful nails for now anyway. You wouldn't believe the "advice" I keep getting on this particular "treatment". Had me terrified last night that if I ever go to the wrong person my fingers will fall off. eeekkk..
Ok, its getting close to football time. After today we'll know who goes to the Super Bowl and I am sooo excited. I'm pulling for the Colts.....and the Bears.
Have a great day everyone. It's cold and rainy here today. I think Maxi and I will both be couch potatoes watching football.....
GO COLTS!!!
We are so excited about todays game.
My husband and I walked around downtown Indianapolis last night. Check out his site for some great pictures. http://rightward-coffee-buzz.blogspot.com/
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Have a great day and enjoy the games!
Posted by: Chris | 01/21/2007 at 01:56 PM
WHAT!? You don't get to talk to your grandson on his birthday. How rude is that? I think someone (not the grandson or grams) should get an ass-whoopin'. Even though I have a love/hate relationship with some of my family and the rest of us are joined at the hip, there is always a phone call to everyone important on birthday day. No if ands or butts (intentionally spelled that way). It's a fricken' phone call ... gonna take less than 5 minutes out of your life. (But sometimes those busy signals piss me off.)
Posted by: Bonnie | 01/21/2007 at 11:00 AM