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Finally!

 Well i did it.  I finally saw the Black Crowes live and got to hear some of my favorite songs straight from the horses mouth.  They were incredible.  Chris Robinson didn't stop moving or dancing for the whole show.  I love his voice, I love that groove, I'm glad I have been re-introduced.

This time of year seems to be ours, Stephanie and I.  Seems all my best memories of things we've done are around this time.   Probably because it's right before her business gets busy and she can actually come out and have fun without being exhausted.

I'd like to spend more time with her and the only way to really do that is at her shop.  I should offer to do the grunt work on Saturdays.  The only problem is I'm not a huge fan of Naugatuck these days.  Can't help but wonder what he's up to and honestly, that just pisses me off.  

I'll get over it. 

The guy that's trying to get back into my life (from years ago) has been cut loose.  I am not interested.  I have found so much calmness, no upset, no upheaval in my life that I don't want to change it.  I'm all about having friends and going out and having fun, but I am not interested in dating.  Period.

I'm just thinking about myself.  When I remember what relationships are like......i must be out of my mind to want one.  I'm not even interested in sex.  It's been long enough without it, I suppose, to no longer matter.

I AM beyond excited about holiday plans this year and its nice not to be having anxiety over it for a change.  Thanksgiving at my son's house and Christmas in New York.  Both holidays with both my children and grandaughter present.  What more could I ask for?  I'm hoping this will become the family tradition.  Thanksgiving with my family and my son's inlaws, relaxed with good food and comfy clothes. And come on now, Christmas in New York City?  how much more christmasy can we get?  Christmas morning with my granddaughter opening presents (and us playing with them, I have no shame) All day in our pj's and then when my son and his wife arrive, we get dressed up and go to a fancy dinner in the city and then LIGHTS......Yayyy!  

What do I have to do?  Anything I want.  I'm the grandma.  I get to play with my granddaughter and enjoy being with my family.

And then!  I'm going to stay a few days longer and my daughter and I are going to have a girls day together to celebrate our birthdays.

My family, my friends, my peace of mind..........nothing else matters. 

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