After work and a 3 hour drive, the kids and I will be headed to Union Pier for the annual New Years shit show. I remembered to pack vodka, underwear, slippers, a toothbrush and fat pants so my bases are covered. I will be the only single there... ugh. However, one gets used to it.
That is all, for now. I am tired and my wittiness is not turned on yet for today.
For your enjoyment, I leave you with this: