Dear Diary...

November is already getting away from me and it's only just begun.  I can only hope that I get the rest of the house clean before my aunt Rose comes for Thanksgiving.  The upside of that is, if the house isn't done, she'll love me anyway.  Aren't aunts great?

Dear Diary...

Went to the Aerosmith concert last night with Paula, Kristy and Micky.  It was a BLAST.  I owe Paula big time for that.  I think that has to rate up in the top five of all the concerts I've been to.  Of course, Ozzfest this year was the ultimate.  Seeing Ozzy again was awesome, but Aerosmith is a very close second or third.

Ann got the approval for her gastric bypass today.  They've scheduled the surgery for the 13th of this month, exactly a week from today.  Not much time to prepare.  I'm happy for her, but I wish she would have had the chance to move closer first.  Oh well, I have to accept some things just aren't about me.

Let's see, so far this month, I have a game on the 9th, a picnic on the 10th, my birthday on the 12th which is also a game night, Ann's surgery is on the 13th, lunch with Steve and Cherri on the 16th, a party for me and Bob on the 23rd, then Aunt Rosie is coming out for Thanksgiving, then more games on the 26th and the 29th. Holy crap.