Been one heck of an interesting year (as I descibed in Fussy, Diamond, Ms. Cappicorn and an entire tribe of yogis~ ) When I retired after 20 years of banking and without sending out even one resume I was offered all kinds of new jobs. Exciting jobs, with folks and businesses I admire and would have certainly enjoyed working with. And while, emmensely grateful for each offering, I was not ready to jump into anything else, new, same or different.  I was and still am ALL about utilizing this time to rediscover me.

Then one night I meet up with some friends at our local Irish Pub. The place was packed as fun cool places often are on a Saturday night.  The house band (Irish of course and freakin amazing) was rockin’ it out, people were having a ball, dancing a couple of jigs was a given, however getting a drink was a bit dodgy with only one bar tender managing the crowd.  The poor boy was in need of another set of hands, to which, I offered my own.

So right around St Patty’s Day, in fact two days before (go big, go sassy, go green or go home) I began tending bar.

To say I love it would be an understatement…it fits me…perfectly!  Spending a couple of evenings each week talking to interesting folks, listening to some truly great music, even singin’ along every now and then.  This was the only job I sought and it has been one hayel of a good time!!!

With one exception…my after work hunger pains.  I won’t lie y’all, it’s tough to eat at a time of night that once was reserved for my dreamin’ time with pillows all around.  And I tell you what…a piece of fruit, bit of protien or plain toast just won’t cut it.

But combine them suckers

 top ’em with some dark cocoa chips

Yassss honey yassss

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hunger pains be dayumed

Sweet dreams y’all