Hot Old Dudes and Sexy Pilots!
We spent this past weekend busy, but Cory and I certainly had a good time. On Friday night, Cory met me in Chapel Hill and we went to "Late Night with Roy"...the kickoff of Carolina basketball (aka their first allowed official practice of the season). Cory came decked out all in blue (pansy ass blue as I call it :) ) and we enjoyed watching Tyler Hansborough try to do the dances for the pre-practice show with his less rhythmically challenged teammates (he is the best player on the team, but also the token white guy).
Then Saturday we headed to Winston (apparently the land of the earthquakes...who knew?!)...Nicolle had a wine and dessert party at her place. The best was the unexpected Jello shooters with suspended Swedish fish candies inside. Although it is important to make jello shooters in flexible cups...just a thought that might have been handy for someone before Saturday evening. :) (Although considering they were made by the hot, rich, old dude we forgave him...and ladies, if I were single his age would be no barrier with me...yummy! hehe)Despite a pre-party feast at Mi Pueblo, I still was floating in happy clouds by the third glass of wine...good times!

Then Sunday morning before the sun even woke up, Cory and I hit the road on our way to Goldsboro to the Seymour Johnson Air Force Base (why is that I giggle everytime I say Seymour Johnson? :) ). They held an air show that started at 9am and the line to get in took just as long as the road trip (yes, the road trip was about 2 hours). It was slow in parts, but worth ever minute to see those F-15s hit the skies. I've never met a man as sexy as one of those planes. Goodness, fighter jets and a nice set of arms...Kelly's 2 favorite turn-ons.
Then Saturday we headed to Winston (apparently the land of the earthquakes...who knew?!)...Nicolle had a wine and dessert party at her place. The best was the unexpected Jello shooters with suspended Swedish fish candies inside. Although it is important to make jello shooters in flexible cups...just a thought that might have been handy for someone before Saturday evening. :) (Although considering they were made by the hot, rich, old dude we forgave him...and ladies, if I were single his age would be no barrier with me...yummy! hehe)Despite a pre-party feast at Mi Pueblo, I still was floating in happy clouds by the third glass of wine...good times!

Then Sunday morning before the sun even woke up, Cory and I hit the road on our way to Goldsboro to the Seymour Johnson Air Force Base (why is that I giggle everytime I say Seymour Johnson? :) ). They held an air show that started at 9am and the line to get in took just as long as the road trip (yes, the road trip was about 2 hours). It was slow in parts, but worth ever minute to see those F-15s hit the skies. I've never met a man as sexy as one of those planes. Goodness, fighter jets and a nice set of arms...Kelly's 2 favorite turn-ons.

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