Tag - I have family and friends

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Birthday dinner
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Monday lunch
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Thankfulness

Birthday dinner

No, not mine! My cousin’s!

For the last 5 years, my mom, aunt, two cousins and I have gone out to dinner for each of our birthdays. This past Friday, we ate at Wolfgang Puck’s American Grille in the Borgata hotel and restaurant. It was a lovely time, and I had a shrimp and sweet corn risotto that rocked my world and a lovely Merlot..

There’s no real reason for this post other than to celebrate the bonds of family.

the girls

(I’m the only one in the picture without a real estate license.)

Monday lunch

Wt: 158.4. Damnation.

Today I spent lunch at my own desk, people be damned. I worked through 40 minutes of it, though. Oh well.

In the 20 minutes I used to rest my brain, I managed to find 3 of my late grandparents’ houses* on Google Maps. The houses themselves I remember fondly. Unfortunately, the details of each house escape me. I stare at the satellite images and wonder, “Was it on THAT side of the street?” “Is the Google pointer wrong?” “Did we make a left to get there?”. It’s odd, and a bit macabre.

I also found this cosmetic kit which I desire muchly, since it’s very apt. I was snookered in by these eye shadow kits especially for blue eyes at Target this weekend. But…the shadow’s blue. And I could swear that blue eyed girls are never supposed to wear blue eyeshadow. I bought one eye shadow kit and the mascara and this morning decided I wanted the world to see my baby blues.

The result? Coworker Damon (not to be confused with the millllions of other Damons in the world) asked me if I was sunburned. Weird.

Anyway, nose back to the grindstone. I have deemed Mondays to be “Report Mondays” wherein I try to complete every report that I’ll have to do for the entire week in one day.

Two weeks from right now, I’ll be on my way to Las Vegas. And Sinatra’s on the iPod. Life is good. ๐Ÿ™‚

*Like most, I had 4 grandparents – 2 of each gender. Both marriages were split up by the time I was born. Three were cool, the fourth wanted nothing to do with us. So I didn’t bother trying to find his house. Because I have no idea where he lived. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Thankfulness

A post on Fark asked what we were thankful for on this day.

Here’s my addition….

I’m thankful for my husband’s and family’s love.

I’m thankful that my husband’s family members in Mississippi are still alive after Katrina’s wrath.

I’m thankful for my animals, even the cat that likes to pee on my bathroom rug.

I’m thankful that I’m able to read, write, and vote.

I’m thankful that I don’t live in a country or belong to a religion that allows me to be beaten, maimed, tortured or killed for holding a job, for speaking my mind, for speaking to men, or for not covering up all but my eyes.

…and Philly cheesesteaks. Wit’.

I’m also thankful for the friends I’ve made through this blog. For those of you who comment, and those of you who just lurk in the shadows.

Thank you.

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