Didn’t sleep much. Must be the combo of steroids and a couple cigars at our men’s group. They can amp you up. James is in L.A. as they have a benefit concert at SoFi tonight for 7100 high rollers. It’s an acoustic show. He always insists we carry on at his pad without him.
I’m off in about an hour for Denver. With luck I’ll be back by 3 or 4, depending on traffic. Lori will be home today and I think is taking her mom to get her nails done. I heard it was going to be below zero last night so I plugged in my truck to keep her warm.
Jag’s birthday is tomorrow, wow, 21 years old. So hard to get your head around. Not sure what to get him. He wants a cool pair of frames for his glasses so that might be it but I’d rather give him something special. We were thinking $2100 ($100 for each year) or I wanted to get him a Montblanc pen, something that’s an heirloom he’d have forever. I remember mom and dad gave me this gold nugget on a chain that in the end turned out not to be gold, ha. I still cherish it and have it though. Was the thought that counts.
Lots going on at work. 2023 is going to be tough and we’re getting ahead of it. We’re turning the Company upside down and dramatically changing the way we do things. Too much to go into to but it’ll be a major shake up.
Time to run. Make it a great day, live in the moment and embrace the season, God Bless.