Well, my goodness, how plans have changed. I went home at lunch and took the boys to my brother’s house for the afternoon which rather quickly turned into a sleepover. So I am free tonight. As noted at the end of my previous post this morning, I have a need. And by golly, I’m going to fulfill that need tonight. I will be free to look at whatever I want online and I only need one hand for the mouse. I won’t be able to go out though, my finances just wont allow it. So unless someone offers to get me laid, I wont be out searching for it. Not that I know how to find it yet anyways, but I’m putting the offer out there. One way or the other, I will have my release tonight. Wish me luck…
By the way, I’m still waiting for someone to gay-de-virginize me, hint, hint…
Friday, June 23, 2006
I've been busy...
I feel the need to update my blog, but I don’t seem to have the time right now. Last weekends camping trip was very nice. We all had a lot of fun. With the exception of the bugs. Mosquitoes to be exact. They were awful. It was like an alien invasion. We went through 3 cans of mosquito repellent, and still we came back covered in bites. Sam and Matt (my boys) got it the worst. Poor Sam counted 32 bites on his body. I couldn’t get them to stop scratching, so of course the bites were all swollen, and it looked like they had some kind of death plague. Now things are much better, they just have little scabs all over them. Eww
I want to take them to the Oregon caves and do some spelunking. That sounds like a fun adventure. But I just found out how far away it is, almost to the California border. Jeez, that’s a hell of a round trip. We could stay in a hotel down there, they would like that. Financially though, I don’t think I could swing it. I’ll figure something out.
Sam is hooked on watching Ghost Hunters and all those kinds of shows on TV. I am going to take them on a tour of the Shanghi Tunnels in Portland. They have a ghost tour that will be right up his alley. I asked if he would want to go see a haunted place in the flesh and he jumped at the chance. So, next month some time we will go do that.
Jumping to a completely different subject, my lease is going to end in September. I can continue to stay on a month to month basis after that or I can move somewhere else. My rent isn’t that expensive right now, under $600 a month. I know that isn’t a lot. But I am still fucked up from my unemployment debacle earlier this year. I had to borrow some money from my mom, and I will never be able to pay her back at this rate. I am barely, barely scraping by as it is. I think about trying to move into someone’s basement, or renting a room in someone’s house or something really cheap. I also have been thinking of putting my stuff in storage and sleeping in my car. I can go to the gym to shower (that way I would actually go to the gym) and I eat with my mom anyway. I’m a little guy; I could fit in the backseat ok. Where would I park though at night? I don’t want to be hassled by the man. Well, maybe by a man, just not the man. I could save a lot of money and actually pay back some of the family that I owe. Plus I could start to build up a nest egg. It seems a little desperate though. Would you think less of me? I would have to lie to my family though. They wouldn’t approve. I would tell them I was staying with a friend. I don’t know, I probably won’t do it, but it does seem like a good way to get out of trouble. I hope I can find a good room to rent, or maybe a roommate to cut down on cost. Argghh, I will figure something out.
On a good note, my probation period at work is over, so now I will have insurance again. Hooray! And, goddamn I’m horny. I need to get laid. NEED… Plus, since the kids are here, I can’t… you know… release any built up frustration. I haven’t been able to look at anything dirty online for a few weeks now. Lordy, I have a need.
Sorry about that, just going where my mind led me. Gotta go back to work now. Have a good weekend.
I want to take them to the Oregon caves and do some spelunking. That sounds like a fun adventure. But I just found out how far away it is, almost to the California border. Jeez, that’s a hell of a round trip. We could stay in a hotel down there, they would like that. Financially though, I don’t think I could swing it. I’ll figure something out.
Sam is hooked on watching Ghost Hunters and all those kinds of shows on TV. I am going to take them on a tour of the Shanghi Tunnels in Portland. They have a ghost tour that will be right up his alley. I asked if he would want to go see a haunted place in the flesh and he jumped at the chance. So, next month some time we will go do that.
Jumping to a completely different subject, my lease is going to end in September. I can continue to stay on a month to month basis after that or I can move somewhere else. My rent isn’t that expensive right now, under $600 a month. I know that isn’t a lot. But I am still fucked up from my unemployment debacle earlier this year. I had to borrow some money from my mom, and I will never be able to pay her back at this rate. I am barely, barely scraping by as it is. I think about trying to move into someone’s basement, or renting a room in someone’s house or something really cheap. I also have been thinking of putting my stuff in storage and sleeping in my car. I can go to the gym to shower (that way I would actually go to the gym) and I eat with my mom anyway. I’m a little guy; I could fit in the backseat ok. Where would I park though at night? I don’t want to be hassled by the man. Well, maybe by a man, just not the man. I could save a lot of money and actually pay back some of the family that I owe. Plus I could start to build up a nest egg. It seems a little desperate though. Would you think less of me? I would have to lie to my family though. They wouldn’t approve. I would tell them I was staying with a friend. I don’t know, I probably won’t do it, but it does seem like a good way to get out of trouble. I hope I can find a good room to rent, or maybe a roommate to cut down on cost. Argghh, I will figure something out.
On a good note, my probation period at work is over, so now I will have insurance again. Hooray! And, goddamn I’m horny. I need to get laid. NEED… Plus, since the kids are here, I can’t… you know… release any built up frustration. I haven’t been able to look at anything dirty online for a few weeks now. Lordy, I have a need.
Sorry about that, just going where my mind led me. Gotta go back to work now. Have a good weekend.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
They're everywhere...
I see them all the time. I hate the heat, but still, summer has got to one the best time of the year. Shorts and no shirts. Sunglasses, sandals, and skin. I’m talking about hotties of course. My God, it seems that everywhere I look, I see someone attractive. Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of trolls out there too, but hot guys are just all over the place. Maybe it’s because I don’t need an A&F model level of hotness. Not that that’s bad either though. But I really like the guy next door type. Just a regular Joe. I was at the 7-11 today buying a Coke, and there were 2 guys blocking the cooler. I waited for a few seconds for them to move, all the while taking in beauty of one of them. He was a little taller than me, (but who isn’t) probably 5’7 or 5’8, and dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. They were taking too long so I moved in front of them to grab my Coke, and I was able to get a glance at his face. Ooohhh. He was gorgeous. I walked to the counter and paid and on my way out of the store, they were still in front of the coolers, and I was trying to get a good view again and I totally walked into a candy bar display. Like a big fool. Hershey bars all over the floor. I picked them up and didn’t make eye contact with anyone as I practically ran out to the car. My face was so red.
The point of this post is a question about checking out guys. I don’t want to get my ass kicked, but since I came out, I don’t really worry if anyone knows I’m gay anymore. So I find myself looking at hot guys all the time. It does concern me a little though. I’m all of 5’4 and a little squishy. I don’t intimidate anyone, not even my kids anymore (Sam is 5’6 now). My friend Toddy is 6’6 and a large build. He said people don’t usually fuck with him. I don’t have the size luxury.
My concern over getting my ass kicked is not high enough to make me stop looking. And honestly, I don’t want to go back to trying to be discrete, and not let anyone see me looking. I would be flattered if someone was checking me out, it wouldn’t matter what gender. People should just be happy someone thinks they are hot.
The point of this post is a question about checking out guys. I don’t want to get my ass kicked, but since I came out, I don’t really worry if anyone knows I’m gay anymore. So I find myself looking at hot guys all the time. It does concern me a little though. I’m all of 5’4 and a little squishy. I don’t intimidate anyone, not even my kids anymore (Sam is 5’6 now). My friend Toddy is 6’6 and a large build. He said people don’t usually fuck with him. I don’t have the size luxury.
My concern over getting my ass kicked is not high enough to make me stop looking. And honestly, I don’t want to go back to trying to be discrete, and not let anyone see me looking. I would be flattered if someone was checking me out, it wouldn’t matter what gender. People should just be happy someone thinks they are hot.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Randomness
Sometimes I make up words. Randomness, is that a real word?
I have some thoughts in my head and I want to share them. Hey, they’re bugging me, so I’ll let them loose on the rest of the world. Or the 2 or 3 people who read my blog.
Let’s talk about the awesomeness of the Dixie Chicks. I went out the day their new cd was released and bought it. I wanted to give my money to support them and show that there are plenty of people who still love them. When I listened to the cd the first couple of days, I only liked 2 songs, the big single and the first track. But, I have found that as time goes on, I am loving this cd more and more. This is a great cd, and the fucking right wing bastards are too stupid to admit it.I have their 2nd and 3rd cds, I don’t have the first because there is a sad song on it that I can’t stand to hear. I don’t even remember what it is, and I don’t want to remember either. I just won’t listen to that cd. But the other two, I can sing along with every song. There aren’t that many cds that I don’t use the skip button on. All the Dixie Chicks cds, Rascall Flatts, GreenDay, Alanis Morrisette, Josh Groban.
I do realize how boring the last paragraph was, thank you for getting through it. It is of interest to me. Ok, how about something else that has been on my mind. Let’s talk about sex. (don’t read this Holly) Like all normal guys, I do have thoughts of sex. Don’t they say the average guy thinks about sex every few seconds? I heard that somewhere, could be completely made up, how would I know? Anyways, I do think about it quite a bit. I feel sorry for the first guy that gets to be with me. I hate not knowing what I am doing. That goes for anything in life, especially a job. I hate being new to something. Now, I am not new to sex. I was married for 10 years. But here’s the rub (), I am totally new to gay sex. I haven’t experienced the joys of boy boy love. In the past, I have wanted to, in theory, but I was always to depressed or alone to even think about actually doing it. Plus, doing it for the first time is always intimidating. I know what to do. I have been studying educational videos and on the internet, plus inside my own imagination. Now that I am starting to have a life, the thought of actually hooking up with someone and having… intimate relations… is becoming more attractive. But now I have new questions.
How do you find someone to hook up with? Is random sex good for everyone? I don’t know if I would feel comfortable … you know … with a stranger. Can friends have sex and not affect the friendship? My guess is probably not, but I could be wrong, it’s happened before. How bout this one, how do you deal with the whole AIDS thing and being tested and can you trust them if they say yes? I don’t have a clue how to even bring up the subject. I know I should figure that one out before I decide to have sex with someone, so any advice would be great.
I should go, I have work to do. Thanks for reading and giving me feedback. I am open to suggestions. And I will entertain any offers to deflower my gay virginity.
I have some thoughts in my head and I want to share them. Hey, they’re bugging me, so I’ll let them loose on the rest of the world. Or the 2 or 3 people who read my blog.
Let’s talk about the awesomeness of the Dixie Chicks. I went out the day their new cd was released and bought it. I wanted to give my money to support them and show that there are plenty of people who still love them. When I listened to the cd the first couple of days, I only liked 2 songs, the big single and the first track. But, I have found that as time goes on, I am loving this cd more and more. This is a great cd, and the fucking right wing bastards are too stupid to admit it.I have their 2nd and 3rd cds, I don’t have the first because there is a sad song on it that I can’t stand to hear. I don’t even remember what it is, and I don’t want to remember either. I just won’t listen to that cd. But the other two, I can sing along with every song. There aren’t that many cds that I don’t use the skip button on. All the Dixie Chicks cds, Rascall Flatts, GreenDay, Alanis Morrisette, Josh Groban.
I do realize how boring the last paragraph was, thank you for getting through it. It is of interest to me. Ok, how about something else that has been on my mind. Let’s talk about sex. (don’t read this Holly) Like all normal guys, I do have thoughts of sex. Don’t they say the average guy thinks about sex every few seconds? I heard that somewhere, could be completely made up, how would I know? Anyways, I do think about it quite a bit. I feel sorry for the first guy that gets to be with me. I hate not knowing what I am doing. That goes for anything in life, especially a job. I hate being new to something. Now, I am not new to sex. I was married for 10 years. But here’s the rub (), I am totally new to gay sex. I haven’t experienced the joys of boy boy love. In the past, I have wanted to, in theory, but I was always to depressed or alone to even think about actually doing it. Plus, doing it for the first time is always intimidating. I know what to do. I have been studying educational videos and on the internet, plus inside my own imagination. Now that I am starting to have a life, the thought of actually hooking up with someone and having… intimate relations… is becoming more attractive. But now I have new questions.
How do you find someone to hook up with? Is random sex good for everyone? I don’t know if I would feel comfortable … you know … with a stranger. Can friends have sex and not affect the friendship? My guess is probably not, but I could be wrong, it’s happened before. How bout this one, how do you deal with the whole AIDS thing and being tested and can you trust them if they say yes? I don’t have a clue how to even bring up the subject. I know I should figure that one out before I decide to have sex with someone, so any advice would be great.
I should go, I have work to do. Thanks for reading and giving me feedback. I am open to suggestions. And I will entertain any offers to deflower my gay virginity.
Monday, June 12, 2006
My Brilliance (did I spell that right?)
Hot Toddy posted today about the end of the world coming because of the gay pride parade this weekend. I would link to it, but I haven’t figured out how yet, and I’m at work so I shouldn’t even be doing this. J He mentioned the protesters waving God Hates Fags posters. I left him a comment saying that we should have God Hates Rednecks, or God Hates Inbred Hillbilly Assholes, or something like that. Brilliant! I am a fucking genius! How do I come up with these ideas? Fucking gold, baby. Gold!
I haven’t had a lot of time to post lately. I’ve been having a great time with the kids. Next weekend we are going on a family camping trip. All my brothers and their families and my mo will be there. It should be fun, if their wives play nice. I don’t have to worry about that anymore, since I am single. But oh Jesus, wait until I bring a boyfriend along. That should be interesting.
I am going to miss the pride stuff though. I really want to go, but I can’t get out of camping. Don’t tell anyone, but I am hoping we get rained out and come home early Sunday. Then I’ll leave the boys at home and try to get into the festivities. I hope I’m able to hook up with Toddy. He said he wanted to show me my first pride event, so I am ready. If the fates work out.
I have more to say, but no more time. Maybe I will get more time later tonight. But now I have to fight my way onto the computer and then listen to “are you almost done yet?” over and over.
Bye bye…
I haven’t had a lot of time to post lately. I’ve been having a great time with the kids. Next weekend we are going on a family camping trip. All my brothers and their families and my mo will be there. It should be fun, if their wives play nice. I don’t have to worry about that anymore, since I am single. But oh Jesus, wait until I bring a boyfriend along. That should be interesting.
I am going to miss the pride stuff though. I really want to go, but I can’t get out of camping. Don’t tell anyone, but I am hoping we get rained out and come home early Sunday. Then I’ll leave the boys at home and try to get into the festivities. I hope I’m able to hook up with Toddy. He said he wanted to show me my first pride event, so I am ready. If the fates work out.
I have more to say, but no more time. Maybe I will get more time later tonight. But now I have to fight my way onto the computer and then listen to “are you almost done yet?” over and over.
Bye bye…
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
me...today...
Do you ever have one of those days where you just aren't in a good mood? I can't explain why. I'm kind of in between depressed and grumpy. I'm switching back and forth a lot today. Nothing is wrong. The boys stayed at their grandma's last night, so I was alone. I took the opportunity to go to CC Slaughters. I was hoping to run into Toddy, but he wasn't there. I was going to have a couple of drinks, then I was pumped to sing karaoke. Well, I was going to do it, I don't know how pumped I actually was.
When I got there, Andrew bought me a drink, very nice of him. Then I noticed Pony and Chopper at the end of the bar and stopped to chat. I am still very awkward at small talk. I feel like such a goon. I asked them where a good place to eat around there was, and they gave me a couple of options. Pony said Hobo's had great pasta, so I thought I would try them. OMG, he was so right. I had pesto chicken with mushroom sauce. It was so good. So good. And now I have a new cruch. The bartender there, Dave, was absolutely perfect. I think I know my type now. I like average guys. Just normal looking guys. The guy next door. That is the category this guy is in, at least in my opinion. He wasn't model gorgeous, but cute. Didn't have a six pack or ripped pecs, he had a small, small bit of a paunch. Don't tell him, it would probably make him feel bad. But oh man, something about him really clicked for me. So of course, I sat there like a lump and ate my dinner and left. He had really short hair, clipped way close to his head. I like that. I also like big hair. WWE wrestler Carlito has the best hair ever. I love that big afro.
I should really be working instead of talking about typoes of guys I like. At least my mood is a little better than when I started. I guess I really am gay, thinking about guys makes me happy. (now I'm smiling)...
p.s. Oh yeah, I am feeling better now. I almost have lumpage!
When I got there, Andrew bought me a drink, very nice of him. Then I noticed Pony and Chopper at the end of the bar and stopped to chat. I am still very awkward at small talk. I feel like such a goon. I asked them where a good place to eat around there was, and they gave me a couple of options. Pony said Hobo's had great pasta, so I thought I would try them. OMG, he was so right. I had pesto chicken with mushroom sauce. It was so good. So good. And now I have a new cruch. The bartender there, Dave, was absolutely perfect. I think I know my type now. I like average guys. Just normal looking guys. The guy next door. That is the category this guy is in, at least in my opinion. He wasn't model gorgeous, but cute. Didn't have a six pack or ripped pecs, he had a small, small bit of a paunch. Don't tell him, it would probably make him feel bad. But oh man, something about him really clicked for me. So of course, I sat there like a lump and ate my dinner and left. He had really short hair, clipped way close to his head. I like that. I also like big hair. WWE wrestler Carlito has the best hair ever. I love that big afro.
I should really be working instead of talking about typoes of guys I like. At least my mood is a little better than when I started. I guess I really am gay, thinking about guys makes me happy. (now I'm smiling)...
p.s. Oh yeah, I am feeling better now. I almost have lumpage!
Saturday, June 03, 2006
"the horrible night of doom"
Linda Blair Aint got Nothin' on Me
Oh My God. As anyone with children can attest, they share all kinds of wonderful germs and sicknesses with you. Well, it has happened to me. Poor Sammy was very very sick. I felt really bad for him, there's not much you can do except take medicine and let it run it's course.
Then... I started feeling a little bad. Not too bad, but enough so i knew something wasn't right. I went to bed around 10:00. I woke up at 11:36, and made a run for the bathroom. You know how if you haven't gotten sick for a while, you forget how bad it can be. i mean in theory you know throwing up isn't a pleasant experience, but you haven't done it in so long, it's just a faint memory of what happens.
last night I remembered how bad it can be. Several times. I was up at 11:36, 12:18, 1:23, 3:06, and 4:32. I remember because each time I ran for the bathroom, I looked at the clock to see if it was almost morning yet. Dawn for me at least brings some hope that the horrible night of doom will be over. As I was sitting on the bathroom floor between rounds of "prayer" I could hear my insides gurgling and bubbling like some mad scientist experiment. After "the horrible night of doom" was over, then started the morning and day of... how to say this tactfully, well my brother calls it "soup ass." that seems like a reasonable explanation. Probably not too tactful though.
So, this has been my weekend so far. I had great plans for the day, I was supposed to help my brother build a deck on his house. But I had to cancel. Instead, I have spent the day writhing in pain on the couch. Terrible cramps. Or running to the bathroom. Terrible cramps in there too. I am feeling a little bit better now, the cramps are still there, the fever isn't anymore. Sam is about in the same boat as me. No more throwing up, but cramps and long lingering bathroom trips. Matt kind of got it a little this morning. He didn't get sick or have the bathroom problems, but he did get a fever and feel pretty lousy. He says he is better now, but I think that's only because he doesn't want to cancel tomorrows plans too. We are having a birthday party for him tomorrow. I don't want to cancel either, but I'll decide in the morning.
I'm going to lay down again. And whine, I didn't mention the whining. I readily admit that I am the biggest baby ever when I'm sick. It's one of my many wonderful traits.
Oh My God. As anyone with children can attest, they share all kinds of wonderful germs and sicknesses with you. Well, it has happened to me. Poor Sammy was very very sick. I felt really bad for him, there's not much you can do except take medicine and let it run it's course.
Then... I started feeling a little bad. Not too bad, but enough so i knew something wasn't right. I went to bed around 10:00. I woke up at 11:36, and made a run for the bathroom. You know how if you haven't gotten sick for a while, you forget how bad it can be. i mean in theory you know throwing up isn't a pleasant experience, but you haven't done it in so long, it's just a faint memory of what happens.
last night I remembered how bad it can be. Several times. I was up at 11:36, 12:18, 1:23, 3:06, and 4:32. I remember because each time I ran for the bathroom, I looked at the clock to see if it was almost morning yet. Dawn for me at least brings some hope that the horrible night of doom will be over. As I was sitting on the bathroom floor between rounds of "prayer" I could hear my insides gurgling and bubbling like some mad scientist experiment. After "the horrible night of doom" was over, then started the morning and day of... how to say this tactfully, well my brother calls it "soup ass." that seems like a reasonable explanation. Probably not too tactful though.
So, this has been my weekend so far. I had great plans for the day, I was supposed to help my brother build a deck on his house. But I had to cancel. Instead, I have spent the day writhing in pain on the couch. Terrible cramps. Or running to the bathroom. Terrible cramps in there too. I am feeling a little bit better now, the cramps are still there, the fever isn't anymore. Sam is about in the same boat as me. No more throwing up, but cramps and long lingering bathroom trips. Matt kind of got it a little this morning. He didn't get sick or have the bathroom problems, but he did get a fever and feel pretty lousy. He says he is better now, but I think that's only because he doesn't want to cancel tomorrows plans too. We are having a birthday party for him tomorrow. I don't want to cancel either, but I'll decide in the morning.
I'm going to lay down again. And whine, I didn't mention the whining. I readily admit that I am the biggest baby ever when I'm sick. It's one of my many wonderful traits.
Friday, June 02, 2006
WOOOOOOOOOO
You know the Woo guy, there's one at every concert. Just stands there and screams WOOOOOO. Well, that's what I feel like right now. I know it's still early, but I had a great time tonight. ALL BY MYSELF!!! WOOOOO. The boys are having dinner with their mom and her family tonight, so I had a few hours of alone time. Instead of sitting in front of the computer or TV like normal, I decided early this morning that I would go out to CC Slaughters after work and have a couple of drinks before I have to be walk home.
Normally this would have been the plan until the time to actually do it, then i would have chickened out. I don't like going alone BUT, i did go, by myself. And I had a good time. Andrew was there serving drinks, and I tried an apple martini for the first time. It was horrible. I only finished=shed half of it before I couldn't take anymore. By then i had a buzz on. Andrew gave me my next drink on the house, he is so nice. Then he made me a Water Moccasin. (sp) All I remember is it has orange juice and I think pineapple juice. It was good, and I became impaired. I played the video game and watched the porn and sat on the bar stool and had a good time. I spoke with a couple of guys. The last guy's name was Jeff also, he is 46. i suck at telling ages, I would have guessed my age, 36 at the most. I told him that and he asked me to marry him. HA! Then he said I looked about 29. I almost said yes to his proposal.
I just can't believe how comfortable I am now going into a gay bar and just sitting. Even by myself.. It's like I have been captured by the pod people. Who the fuck am I? God, it is so liberating. I totally want to move into the city now. There's no holding me back now. I just want to find a place within walking distance to the bar, so i don't have to drive. That would be nice. I swear, next time I go on Tuesday, I am ready to sing kareoke.
I missed Toddy though, although I'm sure he will be proud of me going on my own.
Bye Bye...
p.s. I hate that the spell check on this thing doesn't work. I normally couldn't post so many errors, but i assume that if your reading my blog, you have the intelligence to understand my meaning, if not my words. :)
Normally this would have been the plan until the time to actually do it, then i would have chickened out. I don't like going alone BUT, i did go, by myself. And I had a good time. Andrew was there serving drinks, and I tried an apple martini for the first time. It was horrible. I only finished=shed half of it before I couldn't take anymore. By then i had a buzz on. Andrew gave me my next drink on the house, he is so nice. Then he made me a Water Moccasin. (sp) All I remember is it has orange juice and I think pineapple juice. It was good, and I became impaired. I played the video game and watched the porn and sat on the bar stool and had a good time. I spoke with a couple of guys. The last guy's name was Jeff also, he is 46. i suck at telling ages, I would have guessed my age, 36 at the most. I told him that and he asked me to marry him. HA! Then he said I looked about 29. I almost said yes to his proposal.
I just can't believe how comfortable I am now going into a gay bar and just sitting. Even by myself.. It's like I have been captured by the pod people. Who the fuck am I? God, it is so liberating. I totally want to move into the city now. There's no holding me back now. I just want to find a place within walking distance to the bar, so i don't have to drive. That would be nice. I swear, next time I go on Tuesday, I am ready to sing kareoke.
I missed Toddy though, although I'm sure he will be proud of me going on my own.
Bye Bye...
p.s. I hate that the spell check on this thing doesn't work. I normally couldn't post so many errors, but i assume that if your reading my blog, you have the intelligence to understand my meaning, if not my words. :)
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Some good news/ Some bad news...
The good news is of course that my boys are home. The bad news is Sam is sick. I think his fever broke this afternoon, but we'll see what tonight brings.
It is great to have them hear again. To be able to put my arms around them and hug them. Seeing them just doing anything. My God, just seeing them period is great. I am going to enjoy the next 2 months very much.
The other bad news, Pride weekend is coming up. Toddy and I were talking about it the other night. He wants me to experience my first pride event, and i am looking forward to it. But... I just found out what weekend it is, and I will be out of town on a fmily campout all weekend. If I was in town, I would have found something for the boys to do so I could go. AARRGG. I really wanted to go this time. Maybe I will get home early enough Sunday to do something, I don't know. At least I'm not doing something crappy, it will be a fun campout.
One more thing, on a different note. i'm trying to find a drink that I like , and I'm open to suggestions. I'm not a big fan of real alsoholic tasting drinks, I like them to be masked a little bit. The next time I go out, i'm going to try an apple martini. Anny suggestions would be great.
Bye Bye
p.s. I am new to having people read and comment on my blog. Toddy, thank you for bringinng me out into the world. my question is, should I respond to each comment that people leave, or just say in a post how much I aprreciate them? I really do, by the way.
It is great to have them hear again. To be able to put my arms around them and hug them. Seeing them just doing anything. My God, just seeing them period is great. I am going to enjoy the next 2 months very much.
The other bad news, Pride weekend is coming up. Toddy and I were talking about it the other night. He wants me to experience my first pride event, and i am looking forward to it. But... I just found out what weekend it is, and I will be out of town on a fmily campout all weekend. If I was in town, I would have found something for the boys to do so I could go. AARRGG. I really wanted to go this time. Maybe I will get home early enough Sunday to do something, I don't know. At least I'm not doing something crappy, it will be a fun campout.
One more thing, on a different note. i'm trying to find a drink that I like , and I'm open to suggestions. I'm not a big fan of real alsoholic tasting drinks, I like them to be masked a little bit. The next time I go out, i'm going to try an apple martini. Anny suggestions would be great.
Bye Bye
p.s. I am new to having people read and comment on my blog. Toddy, thank you for bringinng me out into the world. my question is, should I respond to each comment that people leave, or just say in a post how much I aprreciate them? I really do, by the way.
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