This morning Röbert was up bright and early because he had planned a lil’ adventure for us. I was so looking forward to it; a day long hike with the children up to a gorgeous waterfall for a picnic, then hike back down the mountain. You know me, that is right up my alley! Unfortunately I woke up with a terrible my grain and had to stay home in bed. What a pity!
The bed is so comfy and cute, it is a shame to waste it on a my grain!
Luckily for me, the my grain disappeared quickly, so I went into town to get a lay of the land. I had to walk into town, because Röbby had the car, and it is really hot here. I hate perspiring!
The town is cute but smallish; just a general store, a bait store (really, is that a thing?) and a kind of shabby chic restaurant called The Cozy Nook. Isn’t that sweet? I wandered into the Nook (that’s what the locals call it!) and had a cup of coffee with a group of gentlemen who meet there for breakfast every morning. They were so sweet and welcoming!
I bought the paper and was going to walk back up to the house when one of the men I had just met stopped and offered me a ride. Air conditioning? Yes, please! I was telling my new friend, Jeremy, how I sometimes think it would be better if we didn’t have to wear clothing at all and he asked if I would be interested in a little excursion to a naturalists’ club he belongs to. For those of you who don’t know, or are too inhibited to understand how the world works, a naturalists’ club is a nudist club where no one wears clothes at all but everyone doesn’t care that you don’t wear clothes. I always strut around the gym dressing room naked, so I knew it wouldn’t bother me. It sounded wonderful, and Röbby and the kids would still be gone for hours.
I wasn’t even nervous when we got there. After all, my body is pretty hot, what with all of the working out that I do. I quickly stepped out of my darling little tunic and shorts and raised my head with pride and started to cry. I just couldn’t stop crying. The other nudists were all hideous with fat asses and jangly bits and untrimmed parts and general disregard for the sensibilities of the people who might be viewing them.
It was very upsetting.
I took a quick selfie, because I am very brave and bared my toned body to the world.
I cried so hard that Jeremy took me right home. No more nudity unless it is in an exclusive resort filled with beautiful people. And I mean beautiful on the outside. Inner beauty doesn’t count.
I hope Röbert comes back with something tasty for dinner!
So inspiring!
Nudist beaches need to raise their standards, maybe there should be a beach doorman.
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That is a great idea!
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I agree! What a fabulous idea. Of course I hate public beaches, everyone stares at me because (even though the bloom has gone very slightly off the rose) I was a beauty queen you know. So they stare because they just can’t help themselves. You know how some people just light up the room? Or even an entire beach? I have that. It can be such a burden. John has it too. So people just turn and stare, I think. It’s been a long time since we’ve been to a public beach. Such a hassle.
Anyway, have fun, Lah Lee! But you were very naughty, getting in the altogether with a strange man! He probably was no spring chicken himself, perhaps that should have warned you. I believe they have a saying in Alaska: “The odds are good but the goods are odd.” Well we all know Alaska produces nothing but dumb bunnies with a thirst for fame. And that old man you picked up in the coffee shop should have clued you in. Nobody glamourous would ever vacation where you are. I can tell by the caulk on the windows. Quite inferior.
But have a great time!
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You are truly a beauty, Cindy. I will not be going to any naked functions in the future.
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You should have given them health and fitness tips! Surely they want your advice on staying trim and beautiful.
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They were beyond what a few tips could help. They would need a complete course.
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I’m so glad your grain got better!
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I’m sorry, I had a my grain. I don’t know what a grain is. Except. like a grain of rice. LOL!
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Oh Lah Lee you brave thing! Although are you sure you weren’t crying because you were finally unshackled from the burdens of a society that puts so much pressure on you to look good? #sobrave
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Maybe a little, but mostly I was just so horrified by the spectacle in front of me.
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Maybe you didn’t get enough sun on your belly. I’ve heard that’s the key to an uplifting nudist experience.
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I do not have a belly, Momma M. I have toned abs. I’d appreciate it if you would remember that in the future.
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Your life is so exciting! My hubs would blow a gasket if some strange man took me somewhere to get naked.
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Oh Röbby doesn’t care about my lil’ activities. He trusts me to show good judgement.
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Oh Lah Lee I am so exited for you! This nudity thing could totes be your ticket to internet startem. Just imagine when the YouTube videos and Instagram pics of a famous blogger at a nude beach hit the net!! You might go Full Kardashian with the whole fam!!!! Reality TV, here come La Lee and the Smiths!!!
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I don’t think that is going to be my thing, but I like the way you think.
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are my grains paleo?
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Lah Lee, I have to say I’m quite shocked (and secretly very jealous) of your zesty life! A nude beach, I just could not. I feel like my thighs look like turkey drumsticks, do you know what I mean? (I think you might). But wow, I really envy your worldly ways, you really “get” life, ya know?
How’s Merlin enjoying the guest house?
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