I was camping this weekend with my wife wife and some other friend’s and my mom. It was pretty awesome. Honestly the first day I was feeling really low. Like I was barely even there. But today I started to feel better. We swam, we BBQ’ed, we drank champagne, we talked. It was just what I needed. I didn’t take any pics, but here are some more from Kentucky….
And did I post these pics yet about how they wouldn’t let Brande through security with the handcuffs and I was sleep deprived and drunk and thought yelling sex and lube in Russian would really help the situation?
Obviously, it did cause they let us keep our cuffs. But it was a process. And I may have actually just been a pain in Brande’s ass. Have I ever told you how much I FUCKING LOVE BRANDE. Like so much. SO SO much. When I think she is mad at me I die inside. So obviously after sobering up and getting a little rest and a foot massage I felt bad about all the sex and lube shouting…..
I took a shit ton of pictures of this, but none of them truly capture the magic of the moment. And once I got bored of yelling смазка and секс I went up there and had a long talk with the guy about how he had to give us our cuffs. But it wasn’t until I eventually said fine, keep them, that they decided that we could have them, “just this once.” Reverse psychology bitches!!!!! Works on Russians too apparently!
Every year that we have gone on these trips I have wanted ONE night, just one fucking night where we have a picnic or some drinks by the water. Finally! It happened! Brande and I stayed by the water drinking champagne till our cab showed up. It was amazing. Life fulfilling.
Then we tried to sneak onto this boat. But the dudes weren’t having it. We got a picture with them anyway……
I fingered his jacket, so, how could he say no?
They loved us. For sure.
Have I told this story already, if I have I apologize.
Hell, let’s throw in a gun pic for good measure…..
and maybe a vag pic while we are at it……
Love you all so dearly and queerly,
Princess Motherfucking Donna