Going to be out of town for awhile. I'm attending my sister's wedding back where I grew up (her third attempt at marriage) so I'll be away from the ol' desk for about a week or so.
Just in case anyone wonders. It's going to be a big bag of mixed blessings and emotions. Thankfully enough, my personal fluffy hugball is coming with me, so that I may introduce him to the family and that he can help me control my emotions.
Mom and the others swear they'll brook no shit from anyone about my being a fagmasexual. Still won't set my mind at ease until it's over. Yes, it's sweating the small stuff. I know this.
I also know from years of being in terse environments that people won't care who's in charge. They'll do what they want to when they want to. Alcohol will be involved as well. Those are two variables that I can't control and, as such, I'll be mildly on my guard. It's just as likely that nothing will happen...
...but my foxy matters too much for my guard to be down. Not even for this. Still, I intend to get some relaxation out of it all. And it's going to be nice to be home. Mom loves me and loves Alfie to bits. She thinks the world of him and I'm eager to have them meet...even if she's likely to tell him the spaghetti story.
Use your imagination on that.
7 years ago
17 Apr 2012 10:41 CEST