Meh... Most of my best weekends were about getting laid, getting fucked up, & laughing my ass off... Ya know, the way it should be... sigh* Good times. I hope for more in the future. :cheers2:
Actually, the weekends where I get the most fucked up are the worst. Start fights, walk home, pass out on the side of the road and get woke up by a bum, etc..
before we got engaged, when I would go see my husband for the weekend. We would have so much sex and have so much fun.
My best weekend was 2 years ago, on Memorial Day weekend. I was still divorced then and went out with a man named Tom. I had known him for a year by that time, but there was a while since we had seen each other. He had picked me up and went to Yuma, Arizona (where he lives). We went to Lake Martinez (part of the Colorado River area) and we had fun. We had wine, beer, a great boat, and a huge sandbar where other people were having a good time. We stayed from 11 to 6pm. Then we went to the bar, that was next to the lake, and they had a live band playing. We had drinks (some tequila and beer this time) and danced. We didn't get home to 10pm. He didn't drink much and was able to drive, but we had the greatest time. That has to be the best weekend I had ever had since I was in high school. Seriously.
i used to go to this annual 3 day rave called connect back home, those were always the best weekends ever
Summer weekend dates with my wife (before we were married) to the mountains of eastern West Virginia. We would spend the days off-roading in my Jeep, and we spent every night drinking and fucking, at a nice ski resort that we couldn't afford to stay at in winter.
i was at work. i've probably had better weekends, but i don't really remember what i did 5 years ago so i can't tell you about it.
