Had a nice camping weekend (despite the rain and a leaky tent), and got to watch some GREAT Heavy Athletics and hear some great bands at the local Highland Games (Bonus: men in kilts, and hearing some sexy Scottish Brogue as well). P picked up a new kilt. I picked up a cold. Hm.
Oh, and I tried haggis. And liked it. A lot.
Looking up recipes only made me go, "Hm... where can I find that around here?" instead of making me want to throw up a little. I think I'm hooked.
Anyway, the cold is starting to improve. Cat just horked up on the rug. Twice. Yep, back to the grind.
Mono. Divorced, two kids, two cats, one house with many projects.
My partner of ~3 years. Poly. In relationships with me, Xena, and Noa.
Poly. In relationships with Chops and Noa, and dating others.
Married, Poly. In relationships with Chops and Xena (individually).
My navel-gazing blog thread: A Mono's Journey Into Poly-Land (or, "Aw hell, there's no road map?!")
My slightly more polished blog (external): From Baltic to Boardwalk