The gays are in the air
What is it about spring that brings out my lust for men?
Could it be the hot shirtless joggers running along the lake shore?
Could it be the muscular hairy legs poking out of the shorts of the men walking along Broadway in Boystown?
Or could it be the sun that brings me back to life and fills me with happiness after 6 months of gray?
Methinks its all of the above.
In other news…
I had a lovely visit from my Blog-Daddy and his boyfriend on Sunday afternoon. Apparently, I’m the only gay man with a white BMW wagon in all of Chicagoland, beacuse they spotted me as I was leaving IKEA and knew instantly that it was me. They called and agreed to make a stop in the city on their way home to Indianapolis.
It was lovely. They met Stella, and sat in the living room sipping S.Pellegrino as we chatted over life and current affairs. I felt as if life was finally good. I like having visitors. Especially when they are all very attractive people! It brightens my day to be able to open my home and share the warmth I’ve created here with people I care about.
Thanks for visiting Blog-Daddy!