Sweetie's Birthday

I hope everyone had the time of their lives.

Really happy to be staying up late, watching drunks shooting off guns. My neighbor Earl made a pit and spent the better part of two days lighting off fireworks just to see how high they’d go. At first both boys were pretty excited about the whole thing, but even they started to tire near the end. Only so much bangin you can listen to before your head starts hurting. The whole thing makes Dewy and Ham’s dog pepper a shaking mess. They put him on downers but that doesn’t seem to help any. He seems to shake for an entire week afterwards and won’t go near his food dish. I get a feeling that Earl set up the pit cause he doesn’t care much for that dog anyway and secretly gets a bit of pleasure listening to the whining.

Corlis came by having trouble with the rat he dropped into his Malibu. I told him not to put in a Hurst V-Matic shifter in stock console without my help but he did it anyway dumb ass. So of course I had to spend the better part of the day Saturday undoing all of his mistakes. I made him pay for all the beer and chips and wash my car.

It is a pretty fun drive though, feels like your gonna hit the back seat when you gun it.

Sweetie had a birthday on Sunday and I think the boys were more excited about it than she was. I tried to let her sleep in as long as I could cause I figured sleep would be about the best present there was. The older one couldn’t hardly stand it letting her sleep like that with all those presents to open and finally snuck in and woke her up. He had bought her perfume and was pretty excited about the whole thing.

The younger one who got the new liver is really to little to do anything like pick out a present but I picked something out for him to give, put his name on it and everyone got to be involved.

Man...It’s been a long, long year.

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