Word.
So I'm back from an oh-so-lovely weekend in Shiner, Texas. It was the second annual pilgrimage south of Austin for the ara's and I. We had a fucking blast guys, no bullshit.
It was also the first long trip/overnight out of town/concert event for myself and the boy. And I am happy to report he did so much better than I could have dreamed. We had fun, he wasn't all possessive and weird, and he put up with my friends, cracking jokes and fitting in like a dream. I do believe he can stay. He even stayed sober so none of us poor lil girls had to drive the mean streets back home. Seriously, how did I get so damn lucky?
Sorry you guys had to miss the fun. But there's always next year.
