Once in a while we get a comment that deserves a post of it’s own, this is one of them.  Not because it’s particularly erudite or of general interest, but rather an example of the type of negative comments we occasionally (rarely) receive.  It’s especially frustrating when it come from someone claiming to be a nudist.  I say ‘claiming’ in this case since the writer obviously did a search for ’sex on the beach’ in order to arrive on our article.  Hmmm.

  Anyway, check out our posting Sex on the Beach,For Profit? , re-read it and the the comments, particularily ‘James’.  Then do us a favor and give us your opinion, OK?

Six months ago I was dying and didn’t even know it.  Today I’m living and know it!

Thanksgiving isn’t just for Pilgrims, you know.  Every day can be a thanksgiving day if we only open our eyes a bit.  May yours be bountiful, and often!

…And isn’t afraid to admit it!

This shameless hussy not only admits to sinning every night by sleeping au-natural (“when I sleep I toss and turn… and get all twisted up” Yeah, sure!) but then flaunts her disgusting nude form to her boyfriend’s 6 year-old son when he pops in in the mornng. 

As the famous blogger E. Snead says, now we’ll probably have to endure a tell-all book by the kid talking about the trauma of  being “ forced to see his daddy’s girlfriend nude every morning”.  Poor kid. 

As interviewer Joanna Coles so rightly said, “at one point, one of my kids saw me nude and was like, eww, so I knew it was time to sleep in a nightgown.”  

What is this world coming to when a perfectly normal, average American kid living in a million-dollar home with Daddy and his current movie star shack-up has his life turned upside down by starting the day being embraced by a beautiful, loving nude lady?

Too bad he wasn’t born to one of America’s favorite families…

Surely, it will be the end of us.

It truely sucks to be a nudist with a metabolic problem.  We’re talking about me, Steve here.  You know, the guy who introduced his lady-love to the lifestyle on a lovely, comfortable 45 degree Februrary day.

Boy, talk about a switch in perspective.  Thanks to a change in metbolism resulting from my illness, now I sit around in a tee-shirt, sweatshirt, heavy sweater, sweatpants and fuzzy slippers with the thermostat set at 72 degrees and… shivering.  Poo.

Now, Angie is the opposite.  Happily naked with the heat turned off and a fan on.  This doesn’t bode well for my hopes of getting to live in Florida again, however briefly.  But it does raise a discomforting queston:  Can I really consider myself a nudist anymore when I have to wear a winter coat in the shower just to keep from freezing?  When the only time I’m comfortable is under an electric blanket or (when Angie’s not around) with the heat turned up to 90, just for minimum comfort?  Dunno.  Pray for me, huh?  Give me my warmth back!

Who says you don’t get one last request?  Have you ever noticed that death and desire are sometimes related?  Impending death makes you appreciate everything more.  And when you desire something very badly yet can’t achieve it, your desire for it increases almost to the point of  desperation.  Add to that the certainty of  death dictating how much longer you will have to try, and you’ve got one miserable guy, yours truly. 

Yeah, yeah, cry like a baby, Steve.   OK, I will. 

It’s been a long warm summer, which should be filled with many opportunities to run around nekked.  Instead I was sick most of the time and since then haven’t been able to get out of the house much.  Bummer.  It’s a real bitch to look outdoors as Winter approaches and realize that you may never see a warm, green day again.  Just snow and ice.  And sick to boot.  Boo hoo.

  But I’ve been feeling much better these last 3 weeks, and terrific today.  So I loaded up the Jeep with Skippy the Beach Dog and headed out to Mazo.

Now, I’m not really supposed to drive but, in anticipation of maybe getting to the beach, I skipped my morning meds.  Bad me,  but makes the road safer for you.

Angie couldn’t come so it was just us guys, and it was wonderful!  70 degrees, light breeze, hot sun and a  fair bunch of folks, gorgeous day!  Skippy got his feet wet and played in the sand, I just zoned out.   And missed my Angie.  She’s something I’ll always want more of but, well.

Skippy felt bad that no one called out ‘Hey Skippy!’ but felt better when he met another dog.  They didn’t even fight, thank God.  Dog fights and naked guys don’t mix well…

Maybe all that doesn’t sound like such a big thing to you, but believe me, it was.  Winter, do your worst, I’m ready for you!

  I’ve always had a soft spot in my head, I mean heart, for those old Topper movies and the TV show.  Was just watching an episode this morning that was kinda cute.  In one scene Alexander D’Arcy loses his swim trunks while buried under sand (with a little help from ghost Constaance Bennett) and is totally flummoxed.  Nudity at the beach, mercy!

  Anyway, it shows that things don’t change much.  Even in a family comedy nudity is naughty and an object of ridicule and consternation.  Sigh…

 Seein’ as how it’s Halloween, let’s talk about that old bogeyman, ‘Where does sex fit into the picture?’

  Yeah, the subject has been discussed to death in legitimate circles and there’s still no clear answer.  Look up ‘nudity or naturism’ on the ‘net and mostly you’ll find sex.  Naturist purists are so strident about the separation of the two that their views are lost in dogma.  But is there anything in between?

  Is there something fundamentally ‘un-natural’ about lovemaking in the sweet grass of a sunny meadow?  Is it not natural to notice an attractive person?  To feel desire?  Does the enjoyment of all types of bodies mean we can’t have preferences?

  To the average textile nudity is only seen in a sexual context and they are prohibited from the enjoyment of simple nudity.  To the purist, any recognition of natural thoughts is prohibited where nudity is concerned.

  No compromise, both are locked into their roles and have given up their freedom of thought and action in the process.

  Well I’ll tell ya what, Angie and I thoroughly enjoy sex in Nature!  Yep, believe it or not.  As a matter of fact, I asked her to marry me while we held each other in that warm, fragrant grass, with God as our witness and the birds our choir.  I’ll leave it up to you whether or not we are sex-crazed maniacs or simply Nature loving Naturist, enjoying Nature.

  Listen folks, if you see a pretty nudist, you don’t have to act like an idiot.  Just keep your thoughts to yourself and don’t feel ‘dirty’ for having them.  If you like fooling around outdoors, be discrete.  Nobody else wants to watch.

  Is this so radical?  Don’t nudists have enough to worry about without squabbling about who’s a better Nudist?  Geez, get a life.

   Our home of 20 years is on the auction block, as it were.  We’ve just listed it and have had a fair number of nibbles, maybe even an offer coming today (wishful thinking).

Our plan is to simplify our lives, rent something cheap around here (close to my kids) for the time being and then Angie can move closer to her family near Oshkosh when the time comes..  In the meantime, I’m feeling pretty good right now so we’ll get the best out of it and, if there’s a miracle, maybe one last visit to somewhere warm and nude.  Ahhh.

So, why don’t you check out the real estate broker’s listing then send us a deposit, OK?  Sounds good to me!

PS: Skippy & Mo could go with the deal, that’s negotiable…  UPDATE:  HERE

  Baby, it’s cold outside!  Early Winter here in Wisconsin, even the trees are freezing their nuts off.  Luckily we have a cure, at least a temporary one.

It’s time for the Badger Naturists / Friends of Mazo Beach annual Halloween Party!  Fearful Freaky Friday Night, a glorious 24 hours  (almost) of rampant http://caaneo.ca/about/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/winter-house.jpg nudity, swimming, hot tubbing and more!  Come shed your clothes and forget about the impending Winter gloom.

For all the details just check out the FOMB  website.  Maybe we’ll see you there!

October 24 & 25 2009,  West of Madison

We just added a link to the Christian Nudist Convocation website.  Haven’t vetted it yet but might be useful, with info and links to regional chapters plus a forum.