Well, I have said it before: some guys just aren’t meant to wear a shirt, except maybe in church or at a restaurant. I mean, look at Mr. Muscles to the left here. If he were my boyfriend he would never wear a shirt around the house. Why cover up all that smooth and rippling flesh? Aye-yi-yi, what a babe …. 😉
We made the trip northward last night, to dine on excellent seafood, and then drink excellent craft beer at an Oktoberfest celebration where two live bands were playing, one indoors, one outside. The place was packed, and there were a few hot guys to look at.
We didn’t get home until around 11:30 PM, and then I stayed up a while watching a political junkie show where they were trashing Donald Trump for the latest revelations of his boorish behavior. It’s like free entertainment. As a result, I didn’t get out of bed until around 10:30 this morning, feeling groggy and unambitious. I read the newspaper and watched some football previews. Then it was time for sharing lunch with my boyfriend. (Yeah, he was shirtless too. Yummy ….)
Now it’s early afternoon and I have little planned for the rest of my day. After I finish this post I think I’ll take a three-mile walk on the beach, and then my boyfriend and I will do a little yard work that needs completed. I’ll take a two-mile run, here on the island, around four PM. Our island’s community association is throwing a block party right down the street tonight, with food and drink vendors and a live band, so we’ll definitely hit that scene.
Have a nice Saturday, everyone.