Epic New Year's Just Always Happen To Me

so this year for NYE my mom bought tix for my family to go to the big night san diego party, and got us all nights at the hotel, which was the beautiful hilton bayfront, it was pretty epic.  all food and vip top shelf booze included.  never had to wait for a drink.  great music, great company, what a blast.  drunken night, preceded by not too too bad of a headache (stuck to grey goose vodka and juice the whole time).  woke up the next morning continued to drink bottomless mimosas and come to find my mom and her cousin booked the hotel rooms again another night.  so we did it all over again.  (pickle in my head saying "can't stop, won't stop") we went to dinner, then drank in the hotel bar, and we were all tired and exhausted (looking like zombies), but somehow we managed to make it out to shout house that evening. we came back to hotel bar around 2am.  and we shut it down.  then when you'd think it was all over.  we went to our hotel room to drink more.  bet you thought i would have a wicked hangover.  but no.  man good vodka goes down better than cheap beers at pint night.

pickle and i walked to a park the next morning with gus, who i have failed to mention was at the hotel with us both nights.  pet friendly hotels are awesome. then went home. great great NYE.

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it isn't the first great NYE i have had.  just a couple off the top of my head.  was when dyl pickle came to flo-town and we celebrated at midnight in piazza raphael smashing empty champagne bottles in the square with hundreds of crazy italians.

another, was at B-stone bar in kearny mesa, with pickle's friend mike.  it was a crazy time indeed.


great new years just seem to happen to me and i am very grateful for that and to my awesome mom who bought us vip tickets.

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my resolutions;

workout------gym 2 times a week, extra long hikes or walks 2 times a week
cook more-------eat healthier, more veggies (can't be too hard since this last year i learned about whole foods, and have come to like quinoa, butternut squash, and others, and i have great resources, hungry hungry hippie, and 101 cookbooks)
pack leader------ straight from the dog whisperer, i need to be a pack leader with calm assertiveness.
study better------sdsu mba program won't kick my butt, i want to get better than my 3.5 gpa next semester.  which will be challenging, all of my classes will be very difficult.

why are there no blog posts in august?

well aug. i was busy working my butt off at my seasonal position as a waitress by a pool at the legendary hotel del coronado.  probably one of the most challenging jobs, physically, that i have ever done.  so to the point, i got a weekend off for my friend safuego and her husband's joint bachelorette/ bachelor party in las vegas. it was epic!

okay so drinking in a party bus the way there and back was a great idea in theory, but not so good in practice.  a couple people got sick / peed in bottles + the bus had poor ventilation = misery.  despite it all though, it was a great, great time.

here are some highlights that i can remember;

-pickle dancing the night away at the club "the bank" (he is not a man that dances under usual circumstances)
-nobody got arrested or fought
-donnelly's boy short underwear that read, and i quote... "maneater"
-mojitos at belagio,  mmmm i love mojitos
-greenman high rolling (at least for a little while), while pickle, donnelly and i danced behind him
-drunk idiot at cesar's palace betting on every number at the roulette table, then announcing "i win every time!, i win every time!"  as he knocks chips everywhere.  what a mess.
-pickle more than once, referring to the aforementioned hotel as "little" cesar's palace
-morning after, disgustingly hungover, laying on the grass outside flamingo, a gross ass bird befriended us.  the thought of him will forever creep me out.

in answer to the question in the title, the reason there are no posts in august is that it took weeks to recover from this trip.  honestly, weeks.

pride!

these are some highlights of our night in hillcrest during pride.  a picture says a thousand words, so here are 3000 for you to ponder.