lucille

I hate vacations because they are just that: vacations. My boy left to go back home for school today and it was fucking hard. He was here for 11 days and it felt like two. However, new years was cool in the sense that I got to hang out with a bunch of old friends. For the last time, actually, as a non-parent. On the way home last night, the Lincoln caught on fire and the power steering pump died and went to hell. It's a good thing it wasn't snowing last night, or shit would have hit the fan. Today, however, it's snowing like crazy. As far as resolutions for the new year go, I have way too many and quite a few too personal to list. But, I did follow through with a few from last year, including kicking smoking. Today, I am just chillen with my parents making tamales. It's a tradition, we do it every year. Anyhow, I wish everyone the best for the new year. Here is a kiss for anyone that didn't get theirs at midnight, or anyone who would just like one from me.