The Final Throwdown.

''Celebrate endings - for they precede new beginnings.'' - Jonathan Lockwood Huie

My friend Katy is moving to Ohio today and while I am definitely going to miss her and our delicious Mexican lunches during the week, I am so excited about the journey that her and her family are about to embark on. To me, there is something so exciting about stepping outside your comfort zone and into the unknown. That sort of life experience is so valuable in gaining strength and achieving personal growth because it’s guaranteed to be difficult and will require your best attitude, a ton of determination, and a whole lot of heart. And in the end, anything that requires your best efforts will usually bring the best rewards, no matter what form they come in.

So, to celebrate the big move and the start of a brand new life, Katy & Mike threw one last throwdown with family and friends at their house this past Saturday night. Now, because the word “throwdown” was actually used in the invitation, Ryan and I took this to mean that best efforts were going to be required for this party and that will help explain why you’ll see me posing with a cab driver at the end of this post. Ahh, that Oslynm. Hell of a guy... : )


Best wishes to the Kapas’ family!

Celebrate

Wine.Cupcakes.My boys.

Another Year Older.

Fyi. F bombs will be dropped in this post.

I’m 33 years old today. I’d say that it doesn’t bother me in the least, but I guess that wouldn’t be completely true. I hate the visible signs of aging, so that part of it sucks, BUT on the other hand, getting older is actually pretty awesome. When I think back to how completely stupid I was in my 20s, I embrace every aging year even more. I mean, I was teetering somewhere along the lines of a moron back then. Stupid decisions, over dramatizing, a bad attitude, and no sense of real value and meaning all summed up my early to mid 20s. Sure, I looked better back then but what the f*ck does that actually matter when you’re dumb as shit and have no real life experience or wisdom, but think you know everything? If you’re not a complete narcissist, then it doesn’t matter. What a mess that was.
I’ll celebrate today because I feel like I’ve traded up. I’ll take some wrinkles if that means that I can move through my life like a f*cking boss. Fine lines are fine by me if that means I can make decisions with wisdom and confidence, knowing that I’m making the right choices with my life and putting my time and efforts on things that actually mean something. My old age allows me quickly identify a messy situation, the wrong crowds, and a long line of bullshit, without actually getting all tangled up in them first. That sure as hell beats a long look in the mirror at my perfectly youthful skin. Ha.
So…...Happy Birthday to me. I may be 33 with signs of aging, but I still stay fly. Plus, I also look a lot less stupid than I did in my 20s. Now who’s taking me out for jack daniels shots???

Time Flies.

It seems like it was just yesterday that we brought our cute little boys home. Now, when I get up and look out my window in the morning, I see two bonafide, straight off the mountain looking billy goats, walking around all gangster as as all hell in my backyard. Get a load of Hank & Jr.'s horns. They are no bullshit.

Air Hank.

More later...