So far so good!

No chafing to report!

The weekend was long and mostly boring all alone. Except for a visit from Hanna Saturday night. She huffed and she puffed, but couldn't blow my house down, nor even a tree limb. She did drop a lot of water, which filled my pool, but I'll take that over having my house blown down any day.

Sunday morning Brian got home from Atlantic City at 10:30 AM! WTF? It's at least a three hour ride on a good day and it was a shock to see him so early. It seems him and his two friends he was staying with choose to stay the extra night and drive home in the morning. One guy is a BMX racer and had to be here for a race at 1:00. Of course they stayed up all night and slept all day everyday, so instead of going back to the room, they just drove home.

This weekend I was occupied for a couple of evenings chatting on line with a new friend of mine. She's going through a rough time right now after loosing her husband suddenly a few weeks ago and reached out to me support and advice. She has been reading my blog forever, but never posts on her blog and usually doesn't comment on mine, so I really didn't know her. She only knows me through my blog, but that was enough for her, so she took a chance and contacted me. I'm glad she did and very flattered that she trusts me, a relative perfect stranger. But we aren't strangers any longer. :-)

The Nudist Rules Are In Effect This Weekend!!!!!!

Brian went to Atlantic City for the weekend and won't be back until late Sunday. YAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!! That means we could run around naked, have sex in every room, mutually masturbate at will and watch all the porn we wanted with the volume above a whisper.

How cool is that? :-)

Normally I'd be VERY happy about that, but not this weekend so much. I will still run around naked, masturbate at will and watch porn with the volume above a whisper. But I will have to do it alone, because Lori is in Connetcuit visiting her family this weekend.

Wish me luck that I don't have a chafing issue this weekend.

Labor Day Extended Weekend Update

Thursday:
Lori had two teeth pulled by the oral surgeon. The appointment was at 2:00, but she didn't get in until 4:30. Waiting was freaking her out. Finally the doctor came and broke the news that a second tooth was bad and also had to be removed.

She was not a happy camper.












Here's the bad boy that was giving her a problem. Sorry, no picture of the second bad boy.

What, you can't see it that well?






Okay, then here's a close up.


Your welcome. :-)







The Novocaine wasn't taking effect very well, so she had to get seven needles altogether. OUCH! One tooth came right out, but the other had to be chiseled into pieces and removed bit by ever loving bit. That took even more time, so she didn't finally leave until 7:00!!!!

Then she came hobbling back to my place with a mouth full of bloody gauze. My poor, poor baby. :-(


What, you can't see the blood that well?







Then here's a close up for you.


Your welcome. :-)


I took care of my baby until she left on Tuesday. I'm good like that.

Friday:
More taking care of Lori, but that proved to be a challenge, because I was a little under the weather myself.

Saturday:
I was feeling better so we started the day off snuggling on the laptops. Hey, she had a sore mouth, not a sore coochy. It's not like I asked her to give me a BJ, was it?

You can bet that will be on the agenda the next time she is here, RIGHT LORI?

Today was Lori's daughter's birthday, so we met her and a bunch of her friends to celebrate at the Dublin Deck.

I would love to show you pictures from that night, but I promised that what happened at the Dublin Deck, stays at the Dublin Deck. :-D

Sunday:
Lori and I went to the Casino Restaurant & Bar at Davis Park on Fire Island. It's not a real casino, so I have no clue why they call it that.







Before you know it we were there. I was occupied, so the trip went quickly.

What?







One ferry arrives and one leaves.








Lori had never been there so I showed her what life is like in just one of the many small communities on Fire Island. First we walked the docks checking out the boats and boaters BBQ-ing and partying.




Then we walked down to the beach.










We were just checking out the scenery, looking for babes.









Found one! :-)



What?









Then we saw a couple of kids fighting. There were four adults not ten feet away watching until one kid started to get his ass kicked. Then one of the men got up and pulled the kid off of him. That was end end of the fight. Sorry, no pics of that.

It was almost 6:00, so we went up to the restaurant for dinner. Lori's been living on pudding, jello, ice cream and soup, so this was her first solid food for days. I had scallops and Lori had fish. It took her forever to eat because with one newly missing tooth on each side of her mouth, it made chewing with minimal pain very difficult.












After dinner we walked back down to the beach to check out the babes beach again. What beach? The tide had come in and was right up to the sand dunes. Three drunk adults were sitting on the life guard stand chilling and drinking their beers. Then they got down and waded out to their chairs and submerged blankets and clothes. LMAO! What dicks!




It was getting close to the time to catch the ferry back to the mainland by now, so we walked down to the docks to check out the boats one last time before we left. We walked around there for awhile then took a stroll on the boardwalk that meanders amongst the homes. Then it was one last pee before standing on the LONG, LONG, LONG line for the ferry.


BYE, BYE FIRE ISLAND!










I stopped at Carvel for Lori on the way home, because the cold makes her mouth feel better. We get the fat free. It's only 160 calories for four ounces and NO fat.

Monday:
Nothing special for today. Lori stayed in and rested while I went out to get some fresh fish for dinner; fresh local flounder. That's one of the best reasons for living near the water, fresh seafood year around.

Lori still had to eat soft food, so I made creamed spinach with the flounder Mojo de Ajo (hot garlic and onion dressing) for dinner, but she had to clean up. HEY! Cleaning up after dinner is her job. Mine is cooking and her's is cleaning. Besides, she had a sore mouth, not sore hands or feet. It's not like I asked her to give me a BJ, was it?

You can bet that will be on the agenda the next time she is here, RIGHT LORI? Just double checking. ;-)

HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY HNT
FROM FIRE ISLAND
LONG ISLAND, NEW YORK
Y'ALL!

Just watch.

Want to see something cool?

Then check out this video from the Fresno/Clovis Haunted House web site. If your in the Fresno area, get your fright on in October when they open the haunted house.





Posted at the request of a good friend, Solitare. Check out her web site too.

I'm Defective HNT

Who'd a thunk it? I'm defective. I have high blood pressure. I told the doctors that it varies up and down, so they, he, decided to give me a 24-hour blood pressure monitor. He wanted to see what was up. So he gives me the monitor. He tells me that every hour on the hour the monitor will take my blood pressure.

That meant, day and night, this stupid blood pressure cuff would blow up and deflate. Around the clock. Interrupting my sleep. Hour upon hour. Around the fucking clock! That's right. Around the fucking clock. Interrupting my fucking sleep. Hour upon fucking hour. Around the fucking clock!

I already wake up at least 300 times a night due to my severe sleep apnea. I sure didn't need this.

I looked at the display each time the monitor went off. The top number varied from a high of 153 to a low of 113. See, I told them, him, that it varied.

Don't tell anyone, but the 153 was during my daily self-snuggling.

Anyway. Here I am trying to figure out the display during one of the tests. Yep, 153.


Hey, I'm naked! What else do you expect me to be doing when I'm naked. AND Lori is at work.. Now if she was here and I was naked, she'd be naked and we'd be ........ uh, snuggling.

Happy Defective HNT!

Sweet Melissa

Melissa is a young singer that lives not too far from me here on Long Island. Melissa's manager has been trying to spread the word about her singing and the one way he chose, was with a Melissa's music MySpace web page. Lori made Melissa a MySpace friend first and told me about her. I made her a friend too, not because she's a hot, sexy young women, okay, maybe that had a little bit to do with it, but because she sings country music. I really like country music.

We found out that Melissa was going to be singing at a local restaurant, Villa Monanco's, so I made dinner reservations and we went there for dinner Saturday night.







The waiter was very efficient and funny to boot.











We ordered and then Lori got up to take some pictures. Here I am impatiently waiting for dinner.











We split a salad with a little bit of cold antipasti mixed in. Not exactly fat free, but hey, we were on a date.







Lori forgot to take pictures of our main course before we ate them, but here's what's left after we finished eating.

I had veal marsalla with roasted potatoes and mixed veggies.



Okay, that wasn't fat free either, but get over it! Now stop bugging me about not eating 100% fat free!



Lori had shrimp Francaise over pasta. I think she liked it. LOL








With dinner complete, we waited for Melissa to start singing. While we waited, the man that set up for Melissa came over to our table and told us he thought he knew us from somewhere. Then asked us if it was from MySpace. I told him yes and he introduced himself as Melissa's manager, Johnny D.

Here's Johnny D and me.

I've been exchanging messages with Melissa and Johnny D for a month or more. She'd won a couple of big singing competitions, tried out for American Idol, sang at Villa Monaco's and also is singing next month at the place Lori works, the Atlantis Marine World aquarium.

Johnny D told us he recognized us from our pictures on MySpace so wanted to come by, introduce himself and thank us for coming to support Melissa. Lori and I joked that I must be famous, if he recognized me. LOL

Melissa finally came on and sang, sang like a professional and as good as anyone you've ever heard. That is, considering it was with a karaoke machine, a simple amp and a mic.











Here she is posing for Lori, showing off her sexy legs.











After her first set we introduced ourselves to her, so she knew we showed up like I said we would. Her mother took this picture of the three of us.


Johnny D came over a few times to chat, which peeked the wait staff's interest. Two of them came over to tell me how much they enjoyed her singing and asked if I knew her or was I a relative. I guess they thought I was a famous person too. LOL

We stayed until about 11:00 and really had a great time. She really is a terrific singer, which, IMO, has a future in music ahead of her. That is if she catches the right breaks or has someone with influence that takes a liking to her music.

Here's a short video Lori took of her singing to give you an idea of how well she sings.




FYI
Last week Melissa and Johnny D went to New Jersey so she could audition for American Idol. To bad, but she wasn't selected. The same day a girl Lori works with also went to try out. She was there for what seemed like forever and then finally got a call to audition. They did that in groups of four. She was in a group with two other girls and a nut dressed up in a stupid costume. The three girls sang well, but were rejected. The nut in the costume sang like shit and danced a stupid dance. Just plain made a fool of himself. He was picked to move to the next round and audition for the producers. I guess the best singer doesn't really win American Idol after all. Too bad. :-(