Autumnal Splendor

Last weekend I had my first taste of fall.

Cleo bought a farmhouse upstate in Liberty, New York last May and it was the first weekend she could stay in the house without any dust and debris impending her R&R.

I have known Cleo for years through my friend Kevin. She is from a holler (really!) way deep in Kentucky and has the best damn accent you ever heard. I haven’t spent time with her in ages so it was nice to get a weekend away and catch up.

We headed up on Friday afternoon, the car piled high with bags, plants and a very excited Dachshund named Ruby.
By the time we arrived three hours later it was dark and the deer were out in full force.

From what I could see at night her farmhouse is just about the coziest place on God's green earth. She has decorated it kind of like a log cabin I saw at Dollywood, loads of deer heads, mink skins nailed to the wall and lots of great chandeliers! I couldn't see the property since it was so dark but I know she has 10 acres that I am looking forward to exploring tomorrow.

We opened up the place, killed all the flies that took over for the week and headed over to an Irish pub called Mullaly's for dinner where we met up with her friend Jesse. We martini'd and I chowed down on a full plate of ribs. YES!

We then rolled home, kept the drinkin' going and had pajama and chocolate time. I was in bed by 11:30 passed out with a cool country breeze lulling me to bed.

Saturday morning I woke up and my jaw dropped. Out the window I see rolling hills that go on for miles and a myriad of turning leaves out on the distant mountains. Well Lord have mercy I was just about to tear up from the beauty of it all.

We dressed and Cleo talked to some contractors while I read the paper and then took a little jog to explore the rural route. Then we hit the road for breakfast at the Liberty diner, antiquing in town and then tooled all around the hills and tiny quaint villages just lookin', admirin' and listening to Loretta Lynn.

A highlight included a romp at Wal-Mart where a retarded kid ran up on Cleo in the meat department and held her hand and started screaming. His father yelled out at Cleo, "Oh looky, Johnny's found a new lady friend!"
I thought Cleo was going to loose her mind, it was hysterical.
We then had a fashion show in the hunting and rifle section where I bought a good lookin' hoodie and matching belt in a leaf and tree print.

We then headed home, dodged more deer and whipped up a mean lasagna, popped open a bottle of champagne and had a 'lasagna and champanya' evening. Jesse swung by after he had been to a female strip club with one of his contractors (don't ask) and brought his Pit Bull named, 'Passions'. She thinks she is the size of Ruby so she jumped into my lap to snuggle and almost knocked the chair over.

Sunday morning we gowned around and cleaned Cleo's new chandelier and made Dunkin' Donuts coffee (which is the bomb!).
In the afternoon we went to Jesse's amazing home that used to be a cow barn and chicken coop. He sprinkled his fag magic over the place and the results are charming. We all headed to Mullaly's again for brunch and then Cleo and I stopped by Vita's Veggie Shack for pumpkins and autumnal gourds and squash before packing up and heading back to the big city.

Cleo, I can’t wait to get back on up there. Lord willin' and the creek don't rise!