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Gratitude

I know that the latest FB tend, internet fad was to be thankful each day of November by posting on your FB Wall. Well, I am grateful every day, and hopefully I convey that personally each and every time.

I was grateful to tired on my drive into work today. Yes, you read that correctly. The past two nights and events have been incredible. That said, I'd like to recognize those that without them would not be amazing events which have been attached to my moniker 'los with the most and/or the Bayne Beer Garden.

Honestly, it's only the hard work, love and support that make these events, parties, and gatherings successful. Otherwise, I'd be alone, sitting in my living room with brew, no company, and no grub.

Without further ado, here are my shout outs...

WCP (Charrina Bayne) Thank you for your culinary creations as they are the best this side of the Mississippi to serve our guests, friends and family. They are always tasty, presentable and continuously change. Your efforts in the kitchen are not unnoticed or unrecognized. I'm grateful for your resident chef status.

Papa Charlie (Charlie Bayne) I will always need and want to have "go-to-guy" that's practically my "right-hand". You continuously step up to ensure the success of my endeavors. Love you, Dad! Can't say any better, or louder or prouder than that.

Abomb (Alicia Ulrich) Thank you for your behind-the-scenes efforts! I sincerely appreciate the sacrifices you made in order to participate and show your support for Tabula Rasa Day and Monday Night Football albeit briefly appearing. The cupcakes, and Jell-O shots were crowd-pleasers as always!

Alison (Mel Morse / MM) Mad props to you for assistance in the kitchen with WCP. I noticed you two working your magic in the kitchen.

Mama C (Cindy Buckingham) Thank you for being my anchor. Your support and love for my craziness is unmatched! You'll never know how much I appreciate it.

Participants (too many to list) I am oh-so-grateful that you showed up. You could've been anywhere, and you chose to be there. I can't thank you enough! I pray that your exchange for time, energy, and effort were returned to you threefold by being fed, watered, and had fun.

Your collective buy-in on my zany ideas is heart-felt (e.g. Seahawks Harlem Shake vid, showing up for Tabula Rasa Day, dressing up as pirates) THANK YOU!!

And last, but certainly not least, for the folks that expressed their want to attend but couldn't. Thank you for letting me you wanted to but circumstances prevented it. I understand, I get it. My hope is that the next it'll work out for you to attend. I only have two rules in this game of life: 1) $H!T happens 2) A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do. NOTE: Any issue with rule #1, see rule #2. Any issue with rule #2, please reference rule #1.

This has been your C Note.

'los; out

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