Sunday, May 17, 2009


S and I braved the chilly evening last night to enjoy a fire in the firepit.

We sipped on glasses of Tito's and talked about the housing market, lawn care crews, and camping in the backyard.

And then S proceeded to try to scare the ever-lovin' shit out of me.


penny said...

Did you toast/burn any marshmallows? We did that in the fire we had on Mother's Day. Unfortunately we didn't have any Tito's, or the margaritas we requested.

And how did he try to scare you? (Did I miss something?)

eurolush said...

He does look a little frightening in that last's those devil eyes.