I'm sitting here contemplating my birthday, not really, but I am thinking.. "hmmm, maybe I am starting to grow up..". I'm starting to do grown up things like vacations with groups of people instead of a weekend at Ocean City with crazy friends, wine dinners instead of beer and ballgames, and tracking stocks over viewing porn. Well, ok, not all the time! I do like what my life has become but it's a strange stage to go through. I went to a "grown up social event" last nite and it was interesting to be taken seriously. As if I have anything relevant to say. When I'm looking around the room and realize that I'm the youngest in the immediate vicinity and everyone else has a title prefacing their name but yet they are still interested in what I'm saying....hmmm, kind of twilight zone'ish! Mayor, Dean, Doctor, Father......weird. Cool. Weird.Ah, speaking of "father".....I got a call from Jodi who was at the vet with Elsa the other day. All I heard were the words "could you come down here"... Regardless of her saying "it's not serious"...doesn't matter. Thats my little girl who may be in trouble! So I arrive at the vet and suspiciously everything looks fine... in fact, it looks so fine that they are playing with a ...... puppy?In fact that puppy is now asleep on my foot at home while I'm doing this blog. Do evenings get any better? Fireplace is rocking, Johnny Dangerously is on the tele, giant glass of white wine and a small dog sleeping on my giant foot! Ladies and gentleman, let me present....um, er, puppy? Got any recommendations? Sasha is currently the #1 name on the list! Send me some thoughts!
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