Ready or not here it comes.
Hard to believe 2018 is nearly here. I don't have many regrets from the past year. I had hoped in 2017 I'd finally be able to afford a Polo Pony. Just couldn't swing it. I wanted to lose a few more pounds. But Hey I hear "Size doesn't matter". I drove by the park the other day, and trust me from what I witnessed it does matter when a See-Saw is involved. (I only get motivated to slim down when Oprah does.) Taking everything into account I think I'm a pretty normal guy. I don't hear voices in my head or anything like that. I told the wife this new year I envision for her less Chef Boy-Ar-Dee and a little more Creme Brulee. She smiled and mentioned perhaps putting more in the 401-K. I told her I don't know about that, but did I mention I'm now a Taco Bell Rewards Member? That woman is hard to impress at times. I do hope it warm-ups some for New Years. It has been bitter cold lately. As my son was leaving to go out last night I mentioned to him how with the weather being how it is a good line for the ladies might be "Your Igloo or mine?" It was weird how at that moment he made a face just like his mother does.