Finally made it out

Thought I would go mad just dressing at home on a few occasions, but good old St Patrick came through for me.
And what better way to celebrate than having a wee dram at a bar in Mt Wellington called "The Flying Moa" at 7pm.

Wife first had me do a bit of groceries, that was boring as I didn't get chance to interact with anyone, but the pub was good, just wish I had Josie or wife for company.
Of course I was wearing green - but also need it thin enough to show my black bra. I'm not keen on this top, so it's normally a "at home" top.

The guys at the bar were like "what the hell?" but said nothing and I just smiled
The women at the tables were all giving me big smiles, I wish I could have joined them.
After my drink, I need to visit the ladies room, weaving in and out amongst all the tables, a pretty blond woman stood (6ft 2 in heels to my 5ft 11) and motored her way to the ladies, just beating me. After she entered, she held the door open for me and smiled.

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The last few weeks have been busy at home, painting rooms, entertaining guests and last weekend was a cyclone, but not as serious as they predicted, winds were at dial up speed and the rain was just enough to fill a footbath - sorry for the rest of the country who got hit harder. Still I didn't want to go out and get my wig all messed up.


Highlights of last 2 weeks: Taking Miss 16 shopping for a ball gown and seeing her in it,
Lowlight: paying for above mentioned ball gown.


Highlight: going to gym with wife and Miss 21
Lowlight: hurt my pecs while wife built muscles that knotted, creating days of pain and sleepless nights for both of us..