Gracious good day, Hiney Holders!
I just returned Friday from Costa Rica, and it feels so-o-o good to be back in the Dank Basement.
I originally had reservations to return home the 17th of November, but the morning I was scheduled to leave, I had what is called a T.I.A. - Transient Ischemic Attack, a precursor to a stroke. Docs told me that I couldn't fly home for at least a week, because cabin pressure changes in the airplane might have caused the stroke to actually happen. Made it home fine, but missed Thanksgiving by a day. Mrs. Ciego is very happy to have me home and in one piece.
Note to self: The next time I travel, I need to bring much more vaping stuff. I ran out of filled cartomizers by the end of day 6...leaving me nothing to vape for eleven days. Of course, went back to stinkies/.... logs/analogs...whatever you want to call the Phillip Morris death sticks.
I'm home now, vaping dat dere Mocha Ice Cream and again of the cigarettes. Just a nicotine junkie, I guess. I'm now hunting for the few bottles of zero nicotine level juices I have; doctors say I can't have nicotine, either. Can't drink, can't smoke and worst of all...can't make love. At least for awhile. Boo hoo!
I did manage to break in a few new pairs of silk thongs, though. In Spanish the word is "ilo," literally "G-string." Muy sexi, Mami'! I had a great time jamming with Costa Rican musicians, and brought back 5 pounds or so of the best coffee on the planet, IMHO.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. BoB and Missy, here's a belated toast to KBV and our continuing relationship/friendship, which I know will continue through the coming months and I hope, years.
Good to be back at the Hidey Hole, fo' sho'.