Had birthday the last week. Thursday, I was up Romero Canyon being natural, had diner and then home. Friday, was a cleanup day, collecting band equipment for the Saturday night party. During this time, I was definitely recovering from the strenuous hike Thursday.
We had a birthday party at DF's place in town Saturday night. We took a few days to get it arranged, naked. We had our hands full clearing up the backyard, setting up tables and chairs getting a fire pit ready, cleaning house and cooking. As I was sweeping and hosing, the maintenance guy drove up the drive, surprising me. He needed something from the shed next-door. I figured that I was caught, as I scurried into the doorway. I slipped into shorts to continue. He smiled and waved as he drove off. So, off with the pants.
We had a great party, everyone was dressed in the evening air. Some fun musicians showed up and jammed.
The next day our friend Baylee stopped back. She had been one of the later revelers. She had left her cell phone, sarong and coat. DF was still asleep in bed from the late night. I didn't need to get dressed on her account. We sat and talked on the love seat, and then decided to get an omelet together. She chopped veggies in her sundress, as I got the rest ready, comfortably nude. DF joined us straight from bed, but soon fell back to sleep, while we sat and looked over my website and some pics.
That afternoon, we were cleaning up, tearing down, taking trash out sweeping, still nude, mostly. DF was out front in the carport with the broom. A table cloth had blown off and put food crumbs everywhere, which was attracting ants. It is nice warm weather that we are having. The neighbor with a window to this area next door was gone.
Down the drive, there is a new neighbor in the duplex in front of the drive by the street. The one who would sit outside and smoke all the time has been replaced by a woman that is getting divorced. Apparently this week, she has gotten back with her husband. He is a porch sitter also. DF carried a load of trash to the recycling can, which was in that porch sitter’s view. A brief moment, but she didn't look first. She then reported that she thought that the husband saw her. Later, as we took the trash, etc. out to the street, dressed in shorts and sundress, he said hello and commented on the party. We asked about the noise and the wife's invitation, which his wife hadn't given him. Seems that all is well, and we are either more curious cool party people, or the nekkid chick next door. I don't know, maybe both.
Les stopped by unexpectedly to collect the hat that he had left. He lives relatively close and walked over. I was getting out of the shower, as DF told me, "Les is here." No bother to dress. I sat on the couch and we talked of life. DF took a turn in the shower. She emerged with the towel wrapping her hair. No worries, with Les either. She went on to say hello, heat the soup that I had made and Les decided to hang out for dinner and a movie. I didn't want clothes, the weather is wonderful. For example, the whole party, the doors were wide open and no pesky bugs to bother us! Les removed his shirt; DF went from dressing shirt-robe, to nude as she pleased, until bed.
So, other than the party, at which I was too busy being festive, greeting dear friends, and playing music, I didn’t even think of clothing. I didn’t even notice it. I was dressed at the restaurant. The rest of the four day celebration of the mile marker, I was properly attired in a birthday suit. It is good to be accepted by friends without off color trips. It is good to be free and comfortable.
Jbee
