He had a pickup truck and the devil’s eyes

Good Sunday morning, on this second day of Pride month. How’s everyone doing? Settling in alright? I hope so. We hit the bed last night, and after some ahem, activities, we both passed out. Well, I did. I assume that the Crystal did as well.

I don’t think I moved more than 2 or 3 times. The bed was my prison, and let me tell you that the bed wouldn’t let me move. I was in 100% comfort. I heard the alarm, and I really didn’t want to move, let alone get out of bed.

So comfortable.

And now, here we are, in the world of the living. It’s mostly overcast. But the wind has finally stopped. Just a bit of a breeze this morning.

Yesterday was a really nice day. I walked up to Shady Acres to grab the truck. From there, we went to SlightlyBiggerTown for some groceries, makeup, weed, and some rather large sandwiches from the local Subway. I dropped off the truck, and we ate some lunch. I watched some TV, then passed the control over to Crystal so she can play her new video game for a few hours.

Dinner was made, baths were had, and there was snuggling on the couch. Tonight, we’ll head over to Shady Acres for my birthday dinner, and present. It’s back to work tomorrow. Happy Chore Day everyone. I hope all y’all have a good day.