So proud of friend and drag sister who is looking better than ever and is back on competing in the All-Stars of RuPaul's Drag Race. I had the feeling Salina got on All Stars but she had to keep mum till the official reveal. I wish this bitch luck...but just seeing her antics and comic relief is enough. One person I know who has no off button, and if I may be as bold is also a hottie out of drag. His work outs are showing results! Go Girl!
It has been five years already since we, I, and the blogging community loss a swell person. Not much time goes by that I don't recall her, think of her, or when I hear someone say Fuck yeah, or any multitude of fucks in a sentence that I don't think about Anne Marie. She would be beyond massive heart attack if she were here now to see the current climate of the times. I had the pleasure of calling her a good friend, fellow gin guzzler, and loved our four-hour lunches. Many knew her name but may have never got the chance to meet her face to face...but one still was able to feel the spit fire, the warmness and the slap stick, humor sassiness, and feistiness in her spirit. She was an unforgetable force. From blogging community to knitting groups, to pubs, benefits, dance floors and dinner tables she touched many. Today is a little ode of songs in her honor and songs that remind me of her. Now if she were here, she'd say; Stop fucking talking for Christ sake and hit the fucking play button!!!!
Get up and Shake dat ass!!!!!!!!!
And yes, she may strike me dead for spilling some tea, but at one lunch she did indeed admit to the last song as her one and only ABBA song she liked. Or maybe it was just the gin talking. But it suits.
Yes, back to reality for a two-day work week, how bad can it be? The time away was rainy yes. But contrary to the rainy weekend, I know some might not like the beach in the rain, but not to worry...we pub hopped most days and had a picnic in the indoor patio at the AirBnB. Monday and Tuesday were glorious. The house was on the beach...at night I could smell the ocean and hear the surf from bed. That alone was worth the whole trip.
The horseshoe crabs snap, seen after the storm and rains the night before, is for Tundra Bunny. I also heard in the early morning one day, a octopus was seen skimming across the sand heading back into the ocean. I wish I'd seen that.
Don't let the current regimen ruin the holiday for those who the day is truly meant to be for. Today we should come together as a nation to honor and remember those who paid the ultimate price to protect country and freedoms.
