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Road Trip!!!

So Bruce is whisking me away to Whistler this weekend. The word whisk implies that it’s romantic. The word whisk implies that it is the two of us. The word whisk also implies it will be intimate. I must admit that it will be none of the above. The closest thing to the above is that I will be packing my intimates.

No.. Bruce’s friend, Guernsey, has a timeshare up in Whistler and this is the time of year where his family gets use of the facility. Guernsey headed up the cabin on Monday with a couple of friends in tow. Bruce and I are heading up there tonight til Sunday. More friends will be joining for Friday night & even more for Saturday. Early predictions call for 10 people. As much as I like Whistler & as much as I like going away, I also like

Yes, as I was chatting with Bruce on what to bring, he managed to slip in “oh yea, they have a hot tub so pack your bikini” like that’s just something you should offhandedly mention… like by the way there’s a nice view. What men never realize you can never just mention, hey un robe in front of others. They have to mention to PLAN to unrobe in front of others. Considering the past month my diet has consisted of beer & cheese, I am not overly delighted to expose myself to others. I’m going to Harrison Hot Springs with Bruce late Feb/early March & will be using the pools… THAT! That I’m planning for. That will have a bikini ready body for the pools. Why men will never understand this, I won’t know. What I do know is when the time comes for someone to say: hey! let’s go into the hot tub!,  I also don’t want to be the only one sitting in the living room waiting for everyone to come back.

Just to add to the fodder is that Geurnsey has a new girlfriend. A new shiny 21 year old girlfriend. With a 21 year old girlfriend ass. Guess what? She gets to drive up with Bruce & myself tonight. Haven’t met her yet. Can’t wait to see all the things we have in common. Last time I talked to a girl that age she told me she preferred Britney Spears over Madonna which I haven’t completely recovered from. Should be fun. Should be fun considering the last girl that Geurnsey dated, he dumped because she talked too much like a valley girl. Needless to say he doesn’t have a good track record on picking champion women. I’ve been promised that this one is different. That this one is a bit more mature. Just saying that an hour and  a half car ride cramped into a cab of truck could seem a lot longer when you want to stab the person’s eyes out sitting next to you… all I’m saying.

Good thing I’m going up there with an open mind.

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