The Treasure Trail

First, a shout-out to my fellow blogger at The Treasure Trail who wrote such generous remarks about my story-telling.  ***blush***.  You're too kind!

I love a good treasure trail as well and see some fine examples every day in the locker room at my athletic complex, especially on younger, leaner dudes.  As a "thank you", I've posted some treasure trail pics including one of my own, taken just moments ago.

I had a nice treasure trail in my 20s, a blonde, thin line tracking down my concave and otherwise hairless belly and I liked it even back then.

In my hairier middle-age, my treasure trail has widened considerably as has my waistline.  I don't think it qualifies as a treasure trail at all!

And a second shout-out goes to my tantric massage practitioner and now, real-life friend, Rick of Torn Jeans, who is so eagerly following my story about Brazilian Boys #1 and #2. Thanks, Rick!   I'm just telling my story as it unfolds so I don't know how it will end up.

Yesterday at school, I received numerous messages from both boys (so sweet!) and arranged to host Brazilian Boy #1 here on  Sunday morning and Brazilian Boy #2 on an evening early next week.  I'll keep you posted!

It is a chilly Victoria Day weekend here in the Great White North.   Daytime temperatures are still in the single digits (<10 C) with most nights just below freezing.  So it doesn't seem very springlike here just yet;  about half of our inland lakes are still ice-covered.

My middle daughter is here for the week and luckily, our work schedules have matched exactly.  We drive to and from work together each day and spend the evening cooking and hanging out, watching DVDs such as the Gilmore Girls and 30 Minute Meals with Rachael Ray.  How nerdy is that!

My youngest son is here too but I rarely see him except when he comes to eat.  He spends much time in town with his friends.

My oldest daughter has a very busy work schedule so I rarely see her these days.  :-(.  Today, for example, she cooks at her regular restaurant job from 7:30 - 1:00 pm making breakfasts, soup and sandwich specials of the day and salads.  Then, she cooks at her paid internship at the top gourmet restaurant in town from 3:00 pm to 11:00 or later.

The internship is around 40 hours per week but she needs to cook for three shifts a week to keep her regular job which is her only source of income during the school year.

Otherwise, everything is going well here!  I look forward to a long weekend of working on my renovations, hanging out with my daughter, walking my son's dog, going to the athletic complex to check out the hot, naked men swim and hanging the my parents and all my kids over to dinner on Monday.  Sweet!

This is me, sucking in my gut.