Today we took 3 kids and his mother to Prince Edward Island, then back to NB to play on the giant Lobster... then to the zoo... then to go-carts... then to filling our faces with sugar and shit and everything wonderful. It was a great day and we're all pooped.
Saturday night was our party that saw us all up late and telling our best sex stories around the fire. Apparently all our friends are jelous. We all got drunk. We all ate till we couldn't anymore. We laughed. We sang. We tripped over the guidewires on the big tent. All in all, a fairly successful get-together.
An inadequate post, I understand, but I've no idea how to seguay into my brain to transform images into words to make it even remotely tangible.
but that's ok too.
"I'm a bad woman, but I'm damn good company."