Growing up, Sam and I spent a lot of time together. We have known each other for 32 years, and I held her the day she was born. I’m pretty sure that makes me her favorite person, but she won’t ever tell you that. We have always had a lot in common, and sometimes I think we share a brain. Over the past two decades, we have lived together multiple times. This is one of those times.
It’s been overwhelming AF to get everything moved from one state to another, even if that state is only an hour away. We are in the middle of some weird shit, but we are navigating it together. Sami brings sunshine and rainbows in the middle of the darkest storm. But, that could just be her sexy summer fade. She loves the ladies, and when she plays it right, it’s like summer-fucking-time all year round in this bitch. This bitch being our new dwelling.
Together, we have rescued many dogs. We will have three living with us in our new habitat, including one genius Border Collie, one grumpy-muggle puppy, and one blind/deaf double-merle Australian Shepherd.
We are obsessed with Sam’s nephew, Half-Lit, and we both spend a lot of time kissing his head.
I don’t know what else I can really tell you about the two of us, other than that we plan to rule as two Kings over our dominion, which will eventually include the world. We are both queer as folk, but she’s better with the terminology. I’m not sure how often Sam will help me post on this blog, considering she can’t swipe left when she’s not in the mood. But, I will do my best to showcase my best friend and platonic soul mate. If not for me, for the good of the land. Because, we like to keep it pushing ’round here. Our goal is to redefine ourselves, as individuals and friends–not to start over, but to move forward with as much class among the chaos as possible. And, by classy I mean trashy AF.