I am a planner. I love spending time with my friends. Fall and football season gives us the perfect excuse to spend Saturday together. I have been nick named the “Den-mother” of our group. If there hasn’t been a definite decision made about where we are watching the games on Saturday I start getting texts and phone calls by Thursday. About a month ago I decided that I wanted to have everyone over to watch football and incorporate something halloween-y into the day. So the plan was put into place for everyone to spend last Saturday at my temporary home.
I am not exactly sure how smart it is to mix my friends, beer and knives. Fortunately every one survived and when ended up with some great pumpkins and great memories.
Somehow though I only got pics of the boys… (and this is making me realize now that I am missing pics of Rosalind holding Oliver. I am gonna have to do some scooby doo investigation on my memory card!)
(I am realizing I hang out with some pretty handsome men…)
This picture reminds me of the 27 times I stood and just stared at my friends. Watching them smile and laugh and scream at eachother and laugh and smile. Every person in that room means the absolute world to me.