Happy new year!
Seems like a lot of people are complaining
about how their year went. That sucks. I’ve
had years like that. 26 SUCKED. So much
so, that I’m suspicious of any 26, so if
any of you turn 26 this year, be forewarned.
My year rocked. I’m an editor. I’m in a
book. I got a new job. I got married. I got
a kid. Tiga’s album came out. I finally got
to see the Sisters of Mercy. And most of the
year was spent having pregnant sex (which
was awesome).
This next year will be ok. Harder than last
year, but the kid will make up for it. He’s
cooler than TV.
(He can roll over both ways now — not just
to to his left. And, and, and he can go
forward in his walker if he wants something
enough. And, and, and he was singing in the
car yesterday!!!)
NYE was mellow. We got all snazzed up and
headed out. We were supposed to go by the
Engine Room, but we never made it anywhere.
Too weird. Too many freaks on the road. We
stopped by to harass Roy and Renee and then
went to Taco Cabana. It was like a little
fiesta in Debbi’s mouth. :-P
Thursday at Numbers was cool. We were
supposed to DJ early, but we blew it off to
visit with people. I got to sit and chill
with Anna and Kat which was especially nice
since one is in Poland and the other is in
Illinois. But it wasn’t long enough. And
besides being cut short there, I didn’t get
any quality visit time with anyone else.
The surprise guest that night was Brandon,
and then he disappeared.
—
LSD snuck out of town before seeing the
munchkin, but maybe she’ll see him soon.
Similarly, the Zombies were sick and didn’t
come down. Punks. I have a housewarming gift
for them. And it’s too heavy to mail.
—
We took Aiden down to see all my dad’s aunts
and uncles. All the ones who pinched my
cheeks and called me mijo for so many years.
They pinched his cheeks and called him mijo.
It was great. We got pictures of him with
everyone.
Dad and Diane gave Debbi this beautiful scarf
and I got these neat port glasses (perfect
for the gift of port from Roy and Renee). The
weather was beautiful and Debbi and I got to
take a walk down the beach at night. It was a
perfect moment.
—
We have some great pics of Aiden’s first time
at the beach. I’ll post them later. Or Debbi
will.