I’ve never met a real cowboy. I mean, we have a few cowboys in Florida, but none where I live, so I don’t know much about the cowboy subculture. But I do know that some cowboys can e very sexy. I wonder what it’s like to ride one? The cowboy to the left here looks like he’d be a lot of fun in the bedroom. I wonder what his name is and where he lives? I’m guessing he’s … Jesse from Lubbock, TX. He’s had sex with a ranch hand employed by his parents, but that’s it. Lucky ranch hand, eh? 🙂
Well the hurricane roared up Florida’s east coast last night, but it seems the damage wasn’t too bad as it never came ashore. It’s up by Jacksonville now, and all we are left with are some very gusty winds. I’d say Florida lucked out.
I woke up around two AM this morning, and I couldn’t go back to sleep, so I got up and poured myself a glass of wine. I sat on our back porch and listened to the wind howl until I got sleepy, and then I returned to bed.
When I woke up again it was about 8:30 AM and the wind was still howling, so I didn’t try walking on the beach; I just stayed inside and read the newspaper. I got a few household chores done, and suddenly it was past 11:30 AM. So, I am putting up this post, and then I’ll make myself some lunch.
Since it’s Friday, I’ll drive into town and visit the YMCA for a workout and lap-swimming. Yeah, it’s very windy outside, but I think it’s safe to drive now, and I need to get out of the house. My boyfriend and I had planned to visit a brewery tonight where they are celebrating Oktoberfest, but that will all depend on the weather later on.
Have a nice Friday, everyone.