Party time....

It took some well placed hints to the wife, but she is throwing me a birthday party. We are having a few friends over for a cookout.

Of course that means rain tomorrow and thunderstorms.

I can't win.

Nonetheless we are sticking with the cookout theme. I am determined to have a good time. It will be a few friends I haven't seen since the holidays. I intend to be drunk.

They boy will be with my parents, so he is yet again spared from drunk Da Da.

Small favors I guess.

Two weeks from today and I will be in Aruba. I keep going back and forth about just having a good time even with the people I don't like.

Some days I think I can do it, but then a few hours later it feels like I am holding a flexed muscle for too long, and I just can't do it anymore.

I have decided that this tells me to try, but after an hour with them I will probably lose it.

This will be an interesting trip.