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December 20, 2003 The Christmas Party at the Lodge was tonight. Booze, door prizes, band were the order of the night. Last year we were winging our way
(okay, riding the rails, actually) towards Indiana during the annual Christmas
party. The year before we went, but were both feeling ghastly and
didn't make it the whole night. ![]() (For those who are new to these parts, my good friend, Tracey and I, always celebrate our birthdays together. Well, I drank to the point of Tony carrying me to the vehicle and pouring me into it. It was not pretty, I was sorely embarrassed and stopped drinking for awhile. I don't have a drinking problem, I was just celebrating, exuberantly, my 28th birthday.) I didn't even finish the bottles I bought in Indiana at Christmas last year tonight. I got a slight buzz going, but it seems I have learned moderation. ![]() ![]() We sang, danced, laughed, and just bonded. The only one missing was my other sister's, Mary's, boyfriend who was with his Mom celebrating her birthday. Our family personifies what the Loyal Order of Moose and Women of the Moose are working towards; making the Moose a true family fraternity. All of us who are over 21 are members, and you often see us together at dances or darts or other activities. For a family that on the surface seems to yell a lot, and not be all that close, we really are a tight knit bunch. How many other 20 year olds (my brother, Richie) would voluntarily go out with their siblings and parents? But, really, I'm getting away from the night. ![]() ![]() That is one of the things I truly miss about being disabled. Just the act of letting myself go to the music was a wonderful part of my life. ANd While I can chair dance like no other, it's not the same. And that picture is one of only 2 full length pictures of me on this site. Yes, I am short, I am fat, but damnit I dressed cute last night. ![]() When we all cleared out, we dropped Katie at home and headed for the after party destination in the tiny town of Colonial Beach, the 7-11. Hot dogs and home. Another laundry list type entry, but again, something I want to remember. ![]() That's one of the few pictures of Tony and me together, anymore. Normally we have the camera in our hands. Isn't he a hottie? Every time were at the Lodge, in the hall, I think back to our wedding. We were married and had our reception in the hall, in fact we were married about 15 feet behind where we were in this picture. 5 years, 2 months later, I love my husband even more. And, with that I'll end this entry.
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Leave it alone, damn
it. 2000-2003.
Suzy Smith
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