Why yes it is me.

Ok, so I know I haven't written in a while. I had some sort of writer's block. I tried to post several times but when I read back what I wrote, I just wasn't feeling it. I hope that makes sense to someone other than myself. I understand it perfectly.

Let's see, last time I wrote it was Wednesday. Beer Thursday followed Wednesday. It was a good beer Thursday. Ivan's dad was in town and he got to experience the whole ordeal. He doesn't drink, but I'm pretty sure he had a good time anyway. He was laughing and talking with all the guys. Some of them even made comments him about the possability of me being his future daughter-in-law. Good for me, he took everything in stride.

I think the bartender there gives me free beer. See, I promote beer Thursday at work and try to get as many people into the bar as possible. I took one week off work to go on my vacation, and only 4 people showed up. Small crowd compared to the 17 that were there last week.

Bartender lectured me on what happens to her when I go on vacation, asked me to never go on vacation again, then proceded to give me a free beer to welcome me back. Once the rest of the guys showed up and there was a large crowd there, I got free beer for the rest of the night too. It will be interesting to see if I get free beer this week too.

OK so then beer Thursday extended happy Thursday at my house. SOB and Bulldog came over. We hung out and bullshitted till about 9:30. I like those two guys. Funny, smart, interesting people. I can see us all being friends for years to come.

Friday Ivan and I went to the Alan Jackson, Martina McBride concert. We completely missed Martina McBride. Ivan was running late leaving his place to come pick me up. On the way there were some traffic signals out which made him even later. Then he took one look at me in my short black miniskirt and high heels and well....... We were really late to the concert after that. We showed up just in time for intermission. At least we got to see Alan Jackson.

I had the house to myself this weekend. Kind of odd. It's been a long time since I've spent time with me, myself and I. I'd been surrounded by people everyday for weeks on end. I have no idea when the last time I spent any time to myself. It would have been a lot nicer if I was able to do something other than clean house. But that's ok too. I had been slacking on house work. I was hoping to surprise my roomate and have the whole thing complete by the time she came home from her vacation. I was almost done, but not quite. I could even finish today if I wanted to. I won't but I could.

So there's all the old news. I'll post later tonight with all the current stuff that's going on in my head.