Back to the Grind

Yes, friends. We did make it back to River City late Monday night. We've been absorbed in the daily grind since then, resenting the fact that we left all that new snow behind for others to exploit. By now the crazy Texans are heading north for spring break. Who knows what will be left behind once they are finished with our lovely mountain. Let's hope they don't have enough time to start fracking before they go back to school!

Of course, we've not given up on our daily dosage of sex. Mistress has been back in her lovely black nightie this week, which is some small comfort for all the time we've had to spend tending to cranky clients. And this afternoon she's having lunch with her "side dish" Jay. Maybe they'll be setting up a more intimate get together soon?  Who knows.

I have been sorting through the Amex card receipts piled up by our Western Correspondent on his recent junket to Sochi. It's as bad as you might imagine. $6000 for a Cossack costume, not including the cute little hat and horse whip? And $4000 just to rent a horse for a few hours?  Please.....

But the last straw was this:

A custom taolored suit of armour "let out" to accomodate the special occasion cock for $25,000?  Just to cover the Olympics?  How am I going to recoup that on E-Bay when I try to unload it?

Maybe we should reassign him to cover the dust-up in the Crimea. He can use all those contacts he made with his Cossack pals to get the inside scoop. UCTMW could buy a "key man" insurance policy on his sorry ass and hope for the worse?