Sasha TD to the keys, HAM!

This weekend I've been a drag, but my dad still told me what a rough time he had! Did you guys know he almost got crucified? Pfoioioioiii, I'd have kicked their ass! But wait, we'll get there... One finger, one lousy finger didn't help!

Yesterday was saturday, so it's clearly sedition!!! Pfoioioioiiii, the princess of garlic mustard was also present with her spy, thrown into Dad's team. They really wanted to win, but it wasn't that easy. The first lap was won by the winners, then dad told them to let the marmots win a lap, just for fun...😁
 
The black brother, dad, the father (Orthodox or Catholic, we haven't figured it out yet, but he's one of us) and the spy (didn't say a word, not a finger did he move for the team), competed with team Der Fuhrer-itei (who lisped, as her male was off on some cousin thing) made up of the group vlogarita, the beast (a finger can't throw in help, a lousy finger. ..but we'll come back to that), the princess of the mustard and the head of the dwarf clan (without the little mustard one you all know who was on some run away from responsibilities, which nowadays have a name...the wizz cross).
They dueled in mime, in drawings and explanations until Dad's team got so far behind on the game board that it was decided to let the girls do what they do best. Mime! 😁 I didn't say it, my dad told me to write like this!

Pfoioioioiiii what's he taking!

And it was late again and they hadn't decided where they were going hiking the next day. And this is where the beast sneaks in...and what a trap he set for my father, who was about to be crucified, but we'll be back, be patient. He didn't lift a finger to help!

And they kept counseling, the Bulz stone was considered, but they all agreed that it didn't make sense to go through the mud on a cardio trail. So everyone went home with the thought that there was nowhere to go this weekend.
 
And people go and what does Dad do? He makes a post, after midnight, with an invitation to the mud bog. Where? Bulz Stone, EXACTLY! 😁 One finger, one lousy finger she didn't throw to his aid when he was about to be crucified! A real beast with scales and cold red eyes! 😈😁

And suddenly and all of a sudden he's cracking in daylight. Did you guys hear how he cracks good morning? Ask Daddy, he'll explain. Si-a pregatit 2 pachi de bocanci pentru dezmatul in mocirla, s-a uitat pe grup unde curgeau "urarile de bine" pentru drumetia aleasa si a pornit la locul cu pricina cu speranta in suflet ca va fi sustinut pentru traseul ales. A finger! One lousy finger he didn't get any help! But someone has to do the hard things or at least go through them.

Arrived in Blidari, the cross of my father's crucifixion was already being prepared. The black brother said he'd put the nails and out of sympathy said he wouldn't choose the rusty ones, I appreciate it! ❤️Au they all got out of their cars and assaulted my father one by one with questions and explanations about the choice of this route. A finger! Nothing was helpful. Beast! 😁😂

Seeing himself cornered and nearly crucified, without so much as a FINGER thrown in to help, Dad soothed them and divvied up their intended crucifixion with the history of the Amazon river. You know the whole history and story of the Amazon River? Of course you don't, I'll tell you in a minute.

The Amazon River flows for thousands of miles. At some points, it flows through areas of rainforest that are almost untouched and barely explored. Because of the porous limestone in these areas, the river's water seeps through the rock and travels deep into the ground, forming underground pools almost a kilometer below the surface. Over thousands of years, small, blind, transparent fish have lived and evolved in these pools. These fish have never seen the sun or the surface and have never been seen by humans. The little people were already captivated, and then my father said to them: these fish care more about your opinion about choosing this route than I do!
 
And he took off running ahead down the trail. You little beast, you didn't even say mac! 😂

Dad, being a lucky man, even the mud wasn't that big and the sun immediately made its pleasant presence felt. But cardio is cardio! It's a trail where the deer faint, just, just get daddy to hold them...😁

My beautiful doe's have been working out their butts and thumbs as promised. It went from the muck at the beginning of the trail, to beds of dry leaves, to a layer almost as big as our little guy, of snow. Cryogenic luskins, dwarves asleep and frozen by the cold and unable to manifest themselves, deep bark, pregnant trees, until they reached, after about 600 meters difference in level on only 3 km of ascent, the rock in question.

My God, what a sight! And the pictures began to flow! Do me! From here! Come on, darling, take the picture! 😁 Pictures of the view, pictures of the group, pictures of the beautiful and the beast, "making of the photo" movies, pictures of the boots, pictures of "pfoioioiii what clouds are coming over the hill", pictures of "shall we go for a ride?"

And they started down. Of course, for every descent, there's an ascent! Let's understand each other! Descent without ascent, it's deserted. And remember Dad's post after midnight? What he promised there? EXACTLY! If the groundhogs didn't get their asses kicked. Dad can't get the phone out for a picture, another deer will fall. Acute multiple acute bucophilitis with a double knee rupture. Only that scaly beast didn't fall! But her turn is coming....harceaparcha will be done! 😁

You know the difference between a tree and a tree? The tree bears fruit, the tree either you turn it into lumber or you bald it and train it for some pictures. He didn't give my father a helping finger, I can't forget!

Dad's always down on his luck. They caught cool weather, almost as cool as him, cool sights, almost as...., successful weekend for all who are now sitting all dressed up, washed and stretched out, reading the story of Dad who is hungry, unshaven and unkempt, because Der Fuhrer ordered him smiling through his teeth, "Isn't Sasha TD going to write a cool story when he gets home?" 😁

I love you my beauties! I love you sinners! 😁

One week until the next fairytale weekend! Right? Right!

Kiss you on the lips, your Sasha TD!

HAM! HAM! HAM!
❤️🐾🐾🐾 🐾