Get busy
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.
4 comments:
BBQ's, margaritas, a night out to dinner and actually wearing something besides running shoes all sound pretty glamorous to me. Hope it's fun!
good idea. we can't wallow, we gotta git. and nice shoes never hurt a girl. ;)
Ginger- Glamorous... hehe!
Jack- you think so?
Sizzle- You're right, no wallowing. When you put it that way, it makes sense, doesn't it?
GG- It's not so much that it wasn't about me as it just wasn't me. You know?
Sounds fun, how was the dinner date?
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