Is it that clear? I mean, am I nothing more than a party girl? This is my conclusion after skimming back over my recent blog posts. And I suppose today’s post will put the nail in the coffin (geez, who invented that phrase). Yes, I’m a party girl. And Saturday night started where it always does at The Miss Luci Show at Junkyard Blues, but it was also the Junkyard Blues Christmas Party.
There she is, Miss Luci herself.
You can’t really see, but that’s Henry and I dancing in the lower part of the pic. Henry is in a purple liesure suit and afro.
Here’s Miss Luci gettin’ down. She asked me to host for her soon and I’m looking forward to it.
Later in the evening, Henry and I headed over to another party in a spectacular sphere sitting in the heavens.
Isn’t this an amazing place for a club! I’m sorry but I can’t remember the name. Yike
That’s Henry and me, front right. Yessie, he changed clothes.
I’ve been prancing around to parties a lot lately and I’m feeling guilty for being so lah-dee-dah, but I don’t see an end in sight. Maybe next year I’ll get back to looking for land for my garden. Yes, that’s what I’ll do. And I’ll build my new garden. And then I’ll be somebody other than a party girl. Come January, I’ll be start looking for new lands. Till then it’s just party-on. hehe