Ah, one week until Christmas, where does the time go? Actually, I don’t even care about this holiday, just another day to fill for me. This is not to say I’m anti-Christmas. Last night I attended the Alley Cat Chrismas party and enjoyed the revelry.
I’m not going to debate the abortion issue here, but I had one yesterday. The plan I had in mind for the Friday walking group was to climb a moderate mountain. When we arrived at the base of the trail going up, other group members deemed it “too easy”. Well, that’s fine, I am always open to other ideas. But the climb they wanted was not one I was willing to undertake. The last time I’d been on that path was coming down and it was long and crazy hard. No way I was going to attempt to do it going up. I wished them well and retreated to whence I had come. Only a 4K walk for me on the day.
Meanwhile, the saga with Pearl continues. I’m still digesting what happened and deciding what comes next. A lot of that will depend on her.
Oh, well. You’ve just got to enjoy the ride as much as you are able, I guess.
Well, I sincerely hope Pearl enjoys the nice, veiny, tadalafil-charged Yule log you’ll be presenting her for Christmas. Because if there’s anyone who deserves a great Christmas after all this stress and drama, it’s that damn Yule log. Don’t tell her to “keep the tip,” though; she might bite something off. 28-year-olds can be vicious.
Hope things go well with Pearl.
Good on ya’ for remembering the bar staff during Christmas.
Kevin, HaHa! I keep asking her what she wants for Christmas. I guess I should just give it to her, good and hard. And oh yeah, she can indeed be vicious.
Is the cute thing in a black dress a worker?
QP, yes that is Jerlyn. 23 and reportedly a cherry girl. She says I’m like a daddy to her, so I don’t guess I’ll ever find out! Very sweet gal though, and one of my favorites.