
My BF is the BEST cook in the world. He made dogs, burgers, and chicken slathered in his now famous BBQ sauce. I monged everything in site, and washed it all down with like 10 beers (see, I TOLD you I can be cool sometimes!).
Everyone came, and brought their adorable babies, which all us drunk ladies OOO'd and AAAA'd over, to much distress on the mother's part.
Here is a pic of a girlfriend of mine (who was drunk when she arrived, mind you) accosting a baby and making her totally scream. Gee, unruly baby! ;)
Anyone want me to babysit???
After the early leavers went on home, we busted out Tequila. Just TELL me how WONDERFUL these look! All lined up pretty in a row! MMMMM!!!Man, they sure look good sitting there on my countertop glowing in the kitchen light in the wee hours of the morning.
Ah, my sweet, sweet Tequila.
OK, so this shot put me on my ass, and I passed out on the front porch. HOT.
I get up the next morning, and WOW, I sure don't love Tequila anymore. I loathe it. I want to smash the bottle on the ground and light that shit on fire. UG.
Here is the fun mess I wake up to:
I took one look at that shit and went RIGHT back to bed.Happy 4th!!
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