Salty’s, Saying goodbye, Parties, **edit

So much to write about, so little brain space, so I am going to do this in bullet points!  I know, it’s been awhile.

• First off, thank you to everyone who left very sweet messages about Jim.  You guys rock.
• So, the memorial service that I planned was a hit!  We rented out Salty’s on the columbia.  A swanky fish house right next to the yaht club.  Jim was a big boat guy and would of loved it.  The stories everyone told where funny and unself concious.  And the flowers and food…. I got to say it came out better than last years big summer party… which had a 40k budget and took 4 months to plan.  This time I had a 10k budget and Cindy and I planned it in 4 days.  Yes bitches, 4 days!  I missed my calling as an event planner.
• Speaking of event planner.  After everyone filed out of Satly’s my coworker said that they where going next door for a cocktail before taking off.  I thought there would be a bunch of people there.  Nope, just my boss (who’s the CEO, and 2 other department heads.  We didnt’ leave till after midnight.  I got some great face time with my boss, who was drunk off his ass, and he approved this years party budget…and even gave me an extra $2500. Yay.
• So, the party planning is in full swing… the event isn’t till July.  We rented the horse track, and am going with a "Kentucky Derby" theme.  With pony rides and everything!!!!
• The weekend…. Mike finally came home on Friday night.  It was a rough week without him.  With Jim dying and everything is makes me so appreciative of life and him.  The longer we are together the more I fall in love with him.  Even if he can be a butthead half the time.  But the fact that he is an amazing husband, partner, and friend that half kind of makes up for it. 🙂
• We went to several parties this weekend, including a black tie (Mike and I bought tuxedos!!) Oscar party last night. 
• Damn it! I’m not even half done with what I need to document and my boss just called me in for a meeting… so this will be continued.  With pictures even.

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ain’t this the shit.

My aunt just called.  My grandmother had a heart attack last Thursday.