A day late but I met (e:paul) and (e:terry) one year ago (5/25/13).
Who knew that so much could happen in just a year? I feel so lucky. I can't wait to see everything we can do together.

I don't think I've ever felt so much love, and felt so loved.

(e:paul) shows you how:

Step 1: Close one eye (so you can aim)
Step 2: Run
Step 3: Jump
Step 4: Throw
Step 5: Touchdown

After the cleanup, (e:joe,59017), we headed out to go c(gl)amping with (e:yesthatcasey). We ended up deciding to go back to Jones Pond again, the other option being Brushwood. I have to give props to Casey for being open minded and coming to gay camp with us. It was very tame but he did have to put up with straight jokes and come ons from the resident senior citizens.

Almost the entire trip was a good time. The weather was amazing, we got plenty of swimming, football, beer and cheesesticks in. It was nice to relax and be outside in perfect temperatures. We found a good wooded camp site away from the open field.

On the other hand, I had fun hanging out among ourselves, but there weren't many people there I had interest in hanging out with. Getting looked at and talked about like pieces of meat gets old pretty fast. Obviously things were busier and a little less crazy for us than last week, but it's not a place I'd want to go back to very often.




The cross pool we swam in it for hours on the second day

Feuer

Wine teeth - like kool aid mouth but for adults

Old man party - vaguely military themed



One of many cheesestick trips

We got to wear sarongs around - Paul and I had mini-sarongs.

There was a drag show the second night. Casey was outgayed at this point.

Saturday morning, before we went camping, (e:paul), (e:terry) and I did some work around the house. (e:Paul) finished painting and repainting the driveway side of the trim on the house - it looks so good now.

Terry and I did some gardening - we planted snapdragon, sedum, catmint among other things. We also finally turned over the compost - it's real good after you get below the winter's worth of food.






Basra is an idiot and got himself stuck under the firepit. Instead of walking out, he stood up and started draging it around the yard.

Friday night, we headed out with (e:yesthatcasey) and (e:mike) to Casa Di Pizza to say goodbye to Lindsay. She got this 5 month forestry gig down in Kentucky, which is pretty awesome.


A wag of the finger to (e:terry)

We didn't stick around too long, but Mike and Paul got to go deer hunting at the bar.




Cooling down the night with a Capri Sun