First Kool-Aid

Yeah, it's been a while since my last post.....

So what?

I'm not abandoning you. I simply have a life is all. Ok, that's a lie. The truth is, I'm incredibly lazy and generally don't like you. Wow! I feel like such a weight has been lifted off my chest. I can stop living this lie. This lie of liking you. Tolerating you. All the while trying to conjure latent psychic abilities and simply will the life from you. Ok, maybe not that far. It does seem a bit harsh. Maybe just give you a headache or something.....

It's been an interesting week. Of course, as per my custom, I'm not going to tell you all about it. Just give you a little tidbit cause I'm a prick.

When the opportunity came up to take a first aid course, it caught my attention. Why? I'm not sure to be honest. The opportunity's come up a plethora of times before but only now did it actually catch my eye. And so I registered. I learned. I laughed. And now I am certified to give first aid. Scary thought, I know. I think the highlight of proceedings was given the abdominal thrust maneuver to a woman whom I'm sure is under 5 feet. If she isn't, she's barely over the cusp. In truth, it was a valuable lesson to learn as I'm 6'5 and it's more difficult for someone much larger to perform this act on someone smaller than vice versa. As it happened, I had to get down on one knee to do it. Probably more comfortable for her than my first idea. Which was to simply pick her up and go about things like that.

Ah, saving lives....

Remember. It's important to place the casualty in the recovery position in certain instances. Particularly if it's a dude as it's just easier to get at their wallets that way.

Class dismissed.

On another note, it's less than a week until my mama arrives to visit. Considering the fact that I have not seen her in about.....4 years.....ish, this is a bit exciting. My real motivation for flying her here was so that I could get some home cooking. Don't get me wrong, I eat very well as it is. My roomie and I are pretty damn skilled at whipping up a number of culinary delights. She more than I, but I've taken the opportunity to learn (there's that word again!). However, I think we can all agree, there's nothing quite like moms homemade whatever.

I'm salivating at the thought already.

I'll share a little (non) secret with you. I'm not a big fan of Christmas.....or any of the holidays really. Though I will admit that the food and drinking are a delight. So, with the holiday season fast approaching and despite my own personal feelings on things....

I do hope you and yours have a wonderful time whatever you may be up to and wherever you may be. I also hope you stay safe and don't do anything stupid.

Moving on....

A dear friend was sweet enough to procure a fine bottle of Highland Park for me. It'd be rude of me not to enjoy it.

Cheers.