Monday, January 02, 2012

Happy Endings:


My marriage to Jimbo is officially OVER. It was a loveless engagement where I couldn't even give the old gal a test drive to see if the engine was smooth running or clanky. I held out great hope that one good LAY would fix the bitchy attitude once and for all. Now, we'll never know if there was a cure. (sigh) :(

That's fine. I don't need a man. They are just trouble. Besides, it's not about "LOVE". At 41 years old, I have grown wise to the fact that people do not enter relationships for LOVE. It is really what that person can do for them... enhance their life so to speak. In that respect, I can take care of myself.

The year 2012 is shaping up to be a great year. Besides my alma mater, LSU, drop-kicking Alabama for it's 3rd BCS title, the New Orleans Saints look likely to win it's second Super Bowl in three years on the shoulders of Drew Brees (who SHOULD be this year's MVP).

On a personal note, I am beginning the year with no debt, a new car that won't get me laid but gets 33 mpg, and a substantial salary increase. I plan to SAVE lots in 2012 and not piss it all away on men, beer and travel. I will concentrate on my career, fitness, and an upcoming tennis season with lofty expectations. Men will NOT be a priority.

Who knows? Maybe I'll get back to writing my Sci Fi book. I rediscovered the 65 typed pages recently on a flash drive. I hadn't worked on it in well over 5 years, but surprisingly, it is funny and very well written. It made me proud. :) Hmm...

That is all.

13 Comments:

Blogger mikeinbama said...

Happy New Year Brett....I will excuse your little synopsis of the BCS National Championship Game. I will be in New Orleans starting on Sunday for the game. I'm pretty sure I will find you at some trashy bar dancing on a table.

ROLL TIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

January 02, 2012  
Blogger Brettcajun said...

All the gay boys will be at Napoleon's Itch on Monday Night on Bourbon and St. Ann watching the LSU game in the bar. You are going to the game? How did you get tickets?

January 02, 2012  
Anonymous Jeff said...

Like soccer in Europe, I don't think football in the South counts as real football.

January 02, 2012  
Blogger stephen said...

Brett you work for your daddy really your focus on your career, reall????! How does that work. Please no more tennis stories in 2012. Why don't you post a sexy pic of you In a jock each month to show ur progress.

January 02, 2012  
Blogger S said...

Did the marriage last longer than least 72 days?

January 02, 2012  
Blogger Brettcajun said...

@Stephen Groooowl. Do you pay me bitch? It's my gawd damn blog and I can write what I damned well please. Where are your jock pics?!

@S Sadly, the marriage lasted only 72 hours and 50 minutes. I couldn't control Jimbo... at all... :(

January 03, 2012  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

people still go to napoleon's itch?

January 03, 2012  
Blogger Brettcajun said...

I generally don't, but they are sending out an invite on FB to all the Heauxmeaux LSU fans to watch the game there.

January 03, 2012  
Blogger Raybeard said...

Wishing you a splendid 2012, Brett. May your 'life after Jimbo' be especially fine, with as much contentment and satisfaction as you can handle - but also with, above all, shining good health!

January 03, 2012  
Blogger TonkaManOR said...

Enough of the trivial crap!
What kind of new car did you buy?

January 03, 2012  
Blogger RG said...

Happy New Year Brett!

What make of new car did you get? Please tell me you didn't get a Prius - you'll never get laid again! Except of course, if you fly to Boston and hook-up with me. I don't care what kind of car a man drives - just as long as when he drives, he drives hard and fast.

January 04, 2012  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I agree with Stephen. You are a narcissist so post ur progress via jock pics. Maybe folks can buy one. Besides you may get laid this way.

January 05, 2012  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

don't worry, i'd do ya even if you were driving a 85 hyundai. just saying!

January 13, 2012  

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