Sarge enjoying a relaxing evening

It’s my Mother’s Birthday! We’re sitting around the living room drinking wine, martinis and White Russians, singing karaoke. Okay… I’M not singing, but we’re all having a good time.
Sarge included!

{February 3, 2013}   Pregame Slumber

Pregame Slumber

My calm before the storm. And after the storm. My camouflage Babe. Her papers say that I rescued her, but it’s quite the opposite.
When I see her like this it makes it awfully hard to leave her and be “sociable”, like going to this stupid Super Bowl party. The Patriots didn’t even make it! So why are we having a party? I don’t know a single thing about football… so why do I even have to go?
Maybe I’ll just stay long enough to let my attendance known…

Haha, me! And my brother. Long story short- my brother went to stand up as I was sitting down and our heads met in the middle. His head got me in the left temple and knocked me for a loop. It was pretty funny, but now I have a huge egg on the side of my head and my eye is swollen. But what better place than a room full of EMT’s and firefighters? Haha.

The party was a lot of fun. There was a lot of laughing and sharing going on. I finally got my uniform 🙂  I’m pretty happy. It’s only nine o’clock and I didn’t get out of bed until almost noon, but I’m exhausted (and I have a screaming headache)! The roads are sheer ice, but no worries because I had a couple of beers and I will not be going on any calls tonight.

et cetera