Cozy

Now that I’m back from the Pagan Bunny Burn, I’m looking at unSCruz on the horizon.

It’ll be here before I know it.

AND I’m volunteering.

I’m also helping to organize a theme camp which offers spankings and fresh baked cookies to consenting adult participants.

unSCruz is bigger than PBB, by about 4 fold.

My guess is there will be between 1,200 and 1,500 people there.

It’s so much fun.

But I’m getting a crash course in camp layouts.

Rule #1: There will NEVER be enough space to accommodate all your campers.

Rule #2: Even after you’ve squeezed and pushed tents into a layout and FINALLY gotten something workable, someone else will join the group and you will have to start ALL OVER AGAIN.

Rule #3: Despite all your best efforts, you have a SNEAKING suspicion that no one is going to follow the camp layout and it will be TOTAL CHAOS on site.

The magic is that somehow, despite things breaking down, not having enough room for everyone, and having to buy a walled canopy from Amazon at the last minute (and to the tune of nearly $300), things tend to work out and everyone is happy.

Me personally, I don’t plan to stake my tent down until the last camper arrives and sets up.

That’s a whole 56 square feet of wiggle room, baby!

In the end, camping is about the company you keep and the memories you make.

We’re a close camp.

And you know me – the cozier I can get with my friends, the better!

Irish Boy Toy

Irish Boy-Toy is back and is raring to go.

I have to admit, I forgot his name until just now.

He texted me out of the blue yesterday, six months after we went out.

I wrote about our date here.

He texted me:  Hi sexy how are you??

I wrote back:  Who is this?

He said:  Guess 🙂 🙂

I checked out the foreign country code and figured it must be my Irish Boy-Toy.

Me:  You’re the guy from Ireland

Him:  Correct.  I’m in by bed right now and very horny…

Of course.  Now we get down to the reason for the phone call.  He wants to sext.

But seeing as how I was off to the dentist’s, sexting would have to wait.  I sent a quick inspirational image for him to enjoy and sat back to get my teeth cleaned all the while thinking of this sexy young man in his hotel room, thinking of me.

Don’t know if I’ll hear from him again for another 6 months, but it was a fun exchange, if brief.

Bow chicka wow wow!

Sorta makes me think of Mystery Man and camming and how much I miss him.

I told Tejas about my run in with Irish Boy-Toy.

His response?

Tell him to get in line!

It prompted an interesting discussion on Friends with benefits, poly, falling in love, and letting friendships develop into something more.

He thinks I should see if my friendship (with him) could develop into something more.

And I believe I agreed to keep my mind open.

Wide open…