Today was the last day of 2011. I could get seriously introspective here about how crazy the year has been, how different everything is from the start of 2011, how different I am...but I will save that for my other blog if I ever get motivated enough to do all that thinking. Right now I am still slightly hungover from last night's festivities.
Morris got me some really cute knit shorts that I rocked yesterday. That boy has good taste and he knows what I like. I like that. We went into the city to visit his parents so I could drop off the beautiful Arizona oranges that I brought them from my backyard. His mom loved them and the tote I had made which I brought them in. His mom, Martha, gave me a couple of very nice gifts including a cute, comfy robe which I will be using a lot. We hung out for a while, loving on Ginger, playing with the iPad, and chatting before heading to dinner. We ate at Dallas BBQ which happens to be on the street (72nd) where John Lennon was killed. We drove by his apartment building which is beautiful and right across The Park where Strawberry Fields is located. I had visited Strawberry Fields before but hadn't realized the significance of it's location. Because I was starving ands Martha thinks I don't eat I finished my entire rack of ribs and my whole baked potato which was preceded by cole slaw and onion rings as appetizers. I would probably be feeling a lot worse today if I hadn't pigged out like that last night. Dinner was good, but they weren't my mama's ribs.
Morris and I celebrated New Year's Eve at his friend Cindy's house. As always it was great to meet his friends and I really enjoyed myself. Cindy has some awesome girlfriends that I had a ton of fun talking to. There was lots of food, drinks, hookah, music and dancing. It was a wonderful New Year's Eve and pretty fun to celebrate the New Year before all my AZ peeps (I never use the word peeps, wtf?). But I did realize I am going to need to get better at dancing Bachata. My dance moves tend to lean a bit more to the ghetto freestyle side.
