Our Weekend Memoirs: First things first Scroll down for Sunday Stealing A nasty cold was mangling my nose into a mound of peeling red on new year's day. I fought it with antibiotics and sneezed through the first day of 2011. Same old, same old except that I like to think this is the way I am saying goodbye for the first time to a favorite past-time. Where Miranda Priestley would have called me an incubus of viral plague, C hang out with me in a resort town to see the day go by. This is my first coffee of the year. C's first detox food and her first dessert, which I pecked at occasionally. The nose was still stuffy. C was brave. We proceeded to Hilton where we drank the night away listening to live music. If I didn't remember that I used to frequent Hilton twelve years ago, my margarita would probably have tasted new. Oh well. Time to get back to reality. Face another year of crap. Until the next getaway then. Ebie and Arlene host Our Weekend Memoirs *************** Sunda...
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