06.06.05 :: 6:16 pm

photos from our impromptu Sweltering Heat BBQ, yesterday:

the majesty of our new grill. the liquid next to it is the cocktail i spilled, sadly.

i am the grill goddess. not really. what you're not hearing is ryan telling me to not be afraid to open the lid.

"It's so facking haaaatt." Stoosh-dog can do nothing but sleep.

Oh, and hope that some of those veggies might be hers

My corn skillz. And my sunburn. Both stunning.

Ryan can finally enjoy hit hot dog, after cooking for his ravenous girlfriend.

Did I mention I fucking love summer?

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