Congratulations, Cheers, Farewell… it seems that the trend this year was for every celebratory event to conclude with a goodbye. (Click here.) I have always disliked saying goodbye and try to make the situation as short, sweet and to-the-point as possible. Last weekend was yet another weekend filled with commemorative celebrations followed by a goodbye.
I know a handful of people who have been in school since what seems like 48 B.C. When I first met Bryan 7-8 years ago, I thought that he too would be one of those people I refer to as a lifetime student: a person who takes one class every other semester and swears to the high heavens and Madonna that graduation is the ultimate goal. Well what do you know? Last weekend, Bryan graduated from USF with not just his Bachelors but his Masters degree and threw a party to celebrate. So congratulations to Bryan for busting his ass and working so hard to accomplish his goal, for proving me wrong in my very initial assumption and for putting up with Jocelyn’s 40-balloons graduation gift.
After recouping from Bryan’s Greygoose-filled evening the night before, I had a Holiday Dinner with friends to attend at Texas de Brazil the next day. My good friends Cheri and Mike were in town from Los Angeles for just one day, and maximized their brief time in Tampa by inviting their closest friends to dinner. Every year, my best friends and I throw a Holiday Party / Gift Exchange. Given everyone’s crazy schedules this year, Cheri & Mike’s dinner doubled as this year’s Gift Exchange. As always, it was wonderful to see Cheri and Mike again, to consume 931 lbs of meat at Texas de Brazil and to remind yourself how friends can also become your family. Happy Holidays and cheers to Cheri, Mike and everyone and anyone else who is reading this!
The celebratory weekend concluded on a bittersweet note with my friends Jamal and Lorena leaving Tampa and moving to Los Angeles. I first met Lorena through mutual friends three years ago, and since then we’ve traveled together, lived with one another (best roommate ever), worked together, shared a toy poodle (and the best dog ever) named Zoe and devoured chili dogs and taters in the middle of my living room floor at 4am. Although I will miss her and Jamal dearly, its encouraging to know that my annual trip to California is right around the corner. So for now, farewell to Lorena and Jamal.
I willl conclude this entry with a lyric video for the song “I Am Yours” by the band Churchill. Right now, the band is right on the brink of taking off with their hypnotic and catchy current single “Change” but this particular song has been receiving much more love on my iPod and Spotify.
Congratulations… Cheers… and Goodbye… but Hello to new music!