To celebrate, I'm dragging a bunch of my lifestylish friends to the Rocky Horror Picture Show at midnight. I would not have ever guessed that there would be so many virgins among you! To think that lil ol innocent ME gets to pop at least six cherries tonight is hilarious!
I'm currently thinking my black PVC jacket with black PVC corset, some barely public bottom with fishnet stockings and boots with three steel buckles. We'll see...how I'm feeling. Part of my reserve is girlie post-surgery bloating makes the idea of a corset a little daunting! Part of it is costuming at my 70-year-old aunt's house with my da and kids hanging about! If I pull it off, I'll get pictures!
UPDATE: I did get pictures!
Tomorrow I am dragging Futhark and Beloved over to Shado's house and we are gunna to demolition derbies to a rotten shed and ancient picket fence. Monday will be off and running the kids, (hopefully) with Futhark and his crew.
By the way, Monday is Memorial Day in the USofA...it's supposed to be a day of remembering the men and women who died while serving in the United States Armed Forces. You don't have to agree with war...I sure as hell don't! *crooked smile* My da and I like to round-robin on this...mercenary vs. patriot. My opinion...the paycheck our soldiers get doesn't cover the courage and faith that it takes to give up your life. Sure, it's a gamble they may be willing to take, but I'm pretty sure *I* don't have that level of commitment for something vague like "my fellow citizens". Anyhow, amidst all of the fun and yumminess of the BBQs and hang outs and free-day bumminess, please take a moment to reflect on the reason we have the day off.
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