Celebrate good times. Come on.

Starting in about fifteen minutes, I’m on vacation for the rest of the week.  Calvin’s spending the night in Yuma tomorrow night on business (and isn’t THAT the Party Armpit Town of America).  I’m hoping he can take Friday off so we can do some Bike Week related stuff.  Not the least of which is to see Kansas in concert.  What, haven’t YOU always wanted to see Kansas in concert?

Speaking of concerts, we have tours of Styx/Boston and George Michael coming up this month.  SO going to buy tickets for both.

Anyway, these days off are going to be SUCH the party.  Check out my self-imposed Honey-Do List from Hell:

• Clean out beardie tanks
• Clean out snake vivarium
• Organize kitchen cabinets (including the Black Hole that is the Lazy Susan)
• Clean all the crap out from under the bed
• Organize the bedroom closet (also a black hole)
• Clean the house
• Get new tires on the truck
• Pick up prescriptions
• Go grocery shopping (and subsequently, cook)
• Go through my books and figure out which ones I’m forcing on Jen

Plus there will be working out, watching the rest of season three of BSG, reading Ender’s Game before Jen kills me, and perhaps there will be a nap or two.

Livin’ la vida loca, baby.