Going from an even year to an odd one...
We last left off where I was explaining exactly how one uses the sword dildo...
Grif brought over his foosball table and we played in my garage...
My forward is Jesus Christ, man can that guy score.
Meanwhile, New Years was counting down on the TV, the stupid ball was dropping...
We milled about until the exact moment...
I kissed my honey into the New Year as usual. Always a good start.
An alternate view of the New Years moment.
Amber kissed Stacy...
Then we hit the already foggy streets and started lighting fireworks from a Toy summer tour long ago. There are always so many left over fireworks that they pile up in my garage. So we had a full arsenal of Roman Candles and Bottle Rockets.
Grif lights a roman candle at his face.
We had mini wars while the neighbors looked on in horror...
Lana was getting aggro.
Austin was shooting too. The street got so cloudy with the smoke and the fog you could barely see.
Getting ready for a rocket blast.
Grif is so good at bringing out the wacky in people. Hats off.
When you can't see anything, you could take one to the face. This one was close. Look at my horror.
The fireworks must have scared a local dog into jumping her fence, because this little lady, "Bailey" came running up to us... Allison and Amanda grabbed her and realized she had a bad cut on her leg. Probably from whatever fence she tried to jump. Deanna reads the tags.
She was pretty freaked out, but really mellow at the same time. She didn't try to bite anyone or growl or bark at all.
I tried to put a bandage on the cut. You could see her bone. What an adventure to start New Years for young Bailey!
Allison cradles the puppy like a baby. We ended up putting it back in his owners backyard. And spoke with the guy a few days later, all was OK.
The night wore on, we hung around conversing. Finally got to bed at 5am. Woke up with a headache.
The year is new, WE decide if it is good or bad.
Posted January 3rd, 2009 by It's all in our hands, no excuses.