I’m going on a weekend trip that I’ve been planning for a few weeks now. We’re leaving in a few hours for a few nights in a B&B, a concert by my favorite band, and some other sundry mischief. There are chocolate chip cookies cooling on top of the stove and all I really have left to do today is pack. So, this is more or less an excellent day.

The only problem is I don’t know what to pack.

My impulse is to bring *all* of my sex toys. The hedonist in me knows that if I have a hankering for a certain vibrator or a particular massage oil and don’t have access to it, I’ll be sad. But, thinking conservatively for a moment, I realize that having two cases of sex toys for a three day trip is a bit excessive.

I guess I’ll make the call this afternoon – one thing that I know is coming with, however, is my camera.