I know . . . I know: I keep saying I won’t post any more “I took this photo of myself in my bathroom” pictures. But honestly, how could I not post the photo at left? Aye-yi-yi. He’s pretty close to perfection, isn’t he? And don’t you love his skimpy Superman briefs?
My boyfriend and I drove back to Florida’s west coast this morning, after two nights in New Smyrna Beach. We tried surfing again this morning, near Ponce de Leon Inlet, but the wind chopped up the waves and the tide was all wrong and a nasty rip current kept pulling us north.
Surfing-wise our trip wasn’t too good, but we still had a lot of fun. New Smyrna Beach is such a nice place. Last night we watched the Tampa Bay Lightning win their first playoff round against Pittsburgh. We were in a bar called Peanuts. It was fun. The place was crowded and beer was two-for-one pitchers. What a deal!
We’re home now. Our laundry’s done, the surfboards are put away and I washed all the squished bugs off my Element’s windshield and grille. What a mess. At the moment I’m working on edits to my upcoming Noble Romance novella, titled Adrian’s Scar. It’s due out in early May. My boyfriend’s getting a haircut. Tonight a friend’s hosting us for dinner in the city. There will be four of us and it’s bound to be a good time.
Wherever you are, I hope your Thursday’s going as well as mine.