Thursday, December 31, 2009

New Years Campfire.

I'm about to hit the backyard campfire with the K-Dog. This time last year we were prepping for a Depression-themed party, so this year we've kept it very quiet. Just us, two sleeping babies, an old guitar, some bad harmonies, a book of logic puzzles, half a pack of party-ciggies and a shed full of leftover champagne.

It's not everybodys's idea of a good time...but that's why we married each other.

Happy new year, blog buddies. Bestest of best wishes to you all.


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  2. Sounds perfect. Especially the bad harmonies. Happy New Year!


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