Now here's a hat that I can be proud of. Dave's hand-spun, hand-dyed, kermit-green hat. With a ruffle.
High style posing with no makeup what-so-ever. But it's a cute hat.
DH has been enjoying a glass of red wine every night for his heart. His last bottle was a souvenir of a trip to Puerto Rico.
It's a full-bodied, slightly spicy variety with a suprising bite in the finish. All gone now.
While he enjoys his glass of wine, I savor a carton of yogurt out of the freezer. Then Fly helps me clean up. He shoves his face in clear to the eyebrows. Oh, we do knowhow to party in this house!