Naturally, there were Ninja Turtles.
Isn’t the blood a nice touch?
I really don’t recommend wearing an eyepatch while drinking rum.
Isn’t this a cool room?
Eric and my new friend Mandy.
This kid broke a hammer before my very eyes.
Forgive me: I’m not sure how this is viewed in the blogosphere, but I wore the same outfit the next day, minus the gaudy gold pirate hooker jewelry.
Don’t I live in a beautiful area?
Vest: American Eagle
Tank top: Hollister
Shorts and sunglasses: Delias
I told Eric I would make him dinner last night. He wanted Mexican, but since I am too lazy to do authentic, I made him a taco ring, otherwise known as “Taco Wellington.”
It was so good! Eric ate half the ring in one sitting.
So that’s what I did this weekend, in a nutshell. Do you like this feature?