Last night was one of those where all sorts of things happen that make me ask “when is it gonna be me?”
I have no interest in reliving the boring details, however. Instead, I’ll just happily move on. A quote comes to mind: Get busy livin’, or get busy dyin’. I’m sure you’re familiar.
I’m off to get busy livin’ with a bar-b-que. I will drink a margarita, eat chicken and wow everyone with my pasta salad creation. Later, I’m going to let a boy take me to dinner. I will wear nice shoes.
And the world will continue to turn.
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