|No one's boobs were exposed for this bounty of beads.|
And we are so glad that we did.
We enjoyed ourselves immensely. The boys got more beads then we know what to do with and got to spend a weekend with children other than just each other. Me and the hubs got to interact with adults other than each other....and most of those adults were fucking hilarious to boot. As we drove home last night, we discussed our weekend and how much we miss just having friends to hang out with. Having that socialization and connection with other people who we've known forever and have history and shared interests with is something that we really miss out on with our military-issued lifestyle.
Unfortunately, that seems to be out of reach for us. Definitely for the time being, and possibly forever. So, we'll happily snatch whatever time like that we can get, whenever we can get it.
Even if it means going back down South and subjecting ourselves to ridiculous heat, and sometimes infuriating culture, and a ridiculous sunburn in the middle of fucking February. I mean really. I should have been safe from second degree burns from the mean, cruel sun for AT LEAST three more months. It's not even an even sunburn!! I look like a drunk Apache warrior.
|Before I get any hate mail, let me assure you, I have nothing but the utmost respect for Apache warriors.....even the drunk ones.|