Countdown

At this time tommorow, I'll be on the plane. On route to Las Vegas.

Cheers to that. In the meantime, I've got a full work day to get through. Last night was busy with laundry, and packing and what-not. This morning, I dragged my tired self out of bed to go to the gym.

The treadmill. The bike. My new Entertainment Weekly. How sweet it is. I was riveted by an article about the new Superman movie. It looks like it might be good. It's the perfect summer time popcorn movie. Fluffy entertainment, and what more do I need?

I still remember seeing the original Superman. My dad took Shane, BJ, and me. It was awesome. Gummy candy in my teeth, and a hot man in tights. I was so happy.

I hope the new Superman evokes some good memories. I mean, how can anybody not like Superman? You can make fun of the outfit, I'll give you that, but he does what's right, and saves people. And his alter ego? Giant nerd!

Who of us can't relate to that? A big hearted giant nerd who trys their best to make the world a better place for everyone?

And with that, I better go. This blog is getting even cheesier than a plate of nachos.

Viva Las Vegas

I want to blog. And beat on the drums all day. I wish it was my job. Writing random fun things. That is sorta related to my job, but not quite.

It's so pretty outside. My friend and I were just walking outside absorbing sunshine.

Summer is fun. The flip flops, the cook-outs, the beer, the beach or park. All good. All the time.

In other news, I'm leaving for Las Vegas on Thursday. Hooray! I've never been. I'm looking forward to a little gambling, drinking, and relaxing, with nothing to do, but think about my next fun activity.

But first, I've got to figure out how to jam all my clothes into two tiny bags. I'll make it work. I'm going with my family to celebrate my dad turning 60.

Good job, dad. We've got lots of celebrating to do. Maybe I'll run into Wayne Newton.

Hopefully not. We're staying at a hotel that celebrities visit on a regular basis.

Dare to dream.

B is for Birthday

On Friday, I offically got older. And it was one of my best birthdays to date.

The first part of my day was business as usual with work and what not. Then I left work at lunch time, and decided to go visit some friends at my old job.

That was lots of fun, because I just got to ask about them, and didn't have to worry about an upcoming project or deadline. My friend Joe, danced for me.

After that, I headed home, to find a big box on the porch from my friend Karlene. I was sure she'd mailed me a box of air, but I discovered a watch inside. It is very cool, and I'm wearing it right now. It's red. Then, I lesiurly got ready, and friends started calling and gathering at my house, as a group of us we're headed to dinner at Sangria in Royal Oak, which is a tapas restuarant. And my sweet cousin Mckenzie was double-booked, but she drove all the way to my house to give me a card, a hug and a birthday wish.

Then it was off to dinner.

Many little plates of food, and pitchers of Sangria later, we headed to Dearborn to see Me and Joe Smith at the New Place Lounge. Joe rocks the guitar, and he knows his way around those cords. He played lots of Cash covers, which I enjoyed immensly.

I ushered in this birthday with lots of celebrating, and the happiness that comes with knowing just how many people wish me well.

It's easy to forget that fact on a daily basis. So it's nice to know how many people care about you.

And a giant bottle of gin, well that's even better than birthday cake.(Thanks, Amy)