That's right. 'Cause tomorrow I turn 31!
I am happy to be where I am. I am "in my thirites", not in terrible shape (although we can always use improvements), I (actually) like my job, I have great friends, a ridicously fun family, and of course C dawg and J cat.
I guess what I am saying is that I am pretty lucky.
My birthday festivites begin around Friday at 4 O Clock near work where lots of pals are coming out to celegrate not only my own, but a few other friends at work's Bdays. (including JOEL and KYLE)
I will eventually (if time allows)
make my way drag my ass to the GLADSTONE for some much needed KARAOKE. And knowing me, I'll sing a staple like White Rabbit because lots of work people have yet to experience it.
Yes, It is an experience.
Also I hope C dawg gets up to do a diddy and then his signature front flip off the stage.
Saturday I head to KW and go to BHIMAS for dinner and then meet up with more great pals.
My sister is coming now too- wooo hooo. She also used to work there, as did BOLT so this will be a good ol trip down memory lane.
Oh yes. Memories of being the "dish pig" in an open-concept kitchen where I had to go retrieve the pots and pans from the chef's who would throw them to the side afte ruse.
Memories of the scars I endured on my arms from being hit by said flying pots and pans.
Oh but seriously? MEMORIES OF THE GOD DAMN 'STAFF MEAL' WHICH WAS ALWAYS THE BEST SHIT I HAVE EVEN TASTED.(So worth it)
I also get to go see my daddy on Sunday. (full weekend). My dad = hilarious.
Someday I will dedicate a post to him and all the shit he has said / done. A big piece of "Bobby Z" is a part of both my sister and I. I see it in her and I am sure she see's it in me. We are also both very much like Marmie. A good Gilbert-Zerback mix, I'd say.
Alright I am off to enjoy my last day of "30"