Turkey, Witches and Wardrobes

Went to the Sis' house for Thanksgiving. The sis on my Dad's side. I've been avoiding that side of the family long enough. It was hard driving out to where my Dad lived but I'm really going to have to start digging my way out of that hole. I did a good job and only had a small panic attack when I looked at the scenery and all the wonderful memories came rushing back. I did well. My Dad's children think I'm depressed and recluse. Which I am, when it comes to family matters. These things I have to change. I can't let these people slip away. Therefore I must try.

I don't know how I'm doing it but I'm running on 3 hours sleep again. I had to work last night at the club. It was not so busy but the crowd was fun.

Last weekend was quite interesting. Friday night I met this Pisces who happened to be a President of a well known work boot company. He turned out to be a great conversationalist and had lots of money. He liked Patron and we did lots of shots... too many in fact. I ended up getting sick! It all went down hill once I figured out that he would hand me a bunch of twenties after each shot. hmmm Candy should have remembered to do the water substitute.

Saturday night was about normal. I love it there, I really do. So long as I don't go to extremes and keep an even pace, life is good as a dancer. So hard for me not to be the extremist.

*Just a note to self, hubby is adopting strange sleeping habits again. It worried me so I confronted him. He denied anything bad, but I wanted to write it down so I can referene later as needed.

Can't wait to go to work this weekend and I can't wait to go home to sleep! The boss is letting us go home at noon. I haven't had any Red Bull so I should be able to pass out as soon as I get home. HOORAAY!

The reason for this season: Gingerbread Latte.


That is all
xoxo
Candy