It's pitiful, really. Miss Lake's first New Year's Eve as a prestigious award does not find her in the Little Apple of Manhattan, Kansas, awaiting the drop of a giant apple (No shit. That's really a thing in Manhattan. Apple drops 24 feet. People go crazy. Isn't a long trip for most of them.). Nor is she out on the town in Wamego (We have two liquor stores, a bar, and 3 stop lights so it's possible).
Nope, she's holed up with 2 old people who seem to think that 9:00 p.m. on NEW YEAR'S EVE is time to go to bed (and not "go to bed" if you know what I mean, and I think you do).
A contributing factor could be that it is ONE DEGREE outside which is pretty cold even for a solid gold award. Miss Lake is, after all, wearing only a bikini.
Because I know you are curious, those are 5k race numbers on the bulletin board. Sorry that I couldn't figure out a way to do a 5k AND carry Miss Lake along. Frankly, it was all I could do to keep myself upright most of the time.
On behalf of Miss Lake and the Geriatric Unit of 901 Lilac Lane, happy new year - at whatever time you celebrate!
What a wonderful year for Miss Lake Mexia! And what a wonderful caretaker she has had! May the coming year and beyond bring as much adventure (and intrigue!) as the past one has!
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