We had a long overdue Hens Night Out* last night for Stacie’s belated birthday. After chips and salsa and some margaritas downtown, we got the obligatory SUPER CUTE group shots (and mini-group shots). But I won’t share the picture of my thigh where Mello gave me a big fat bruise for some reason.
After dinner we walked over to Kilwins to get some ice cream. I told the Hens to to stop so I could take our picture – and then I turned on my camera’s self-timer and set it up on my purse (which doesn’t make a great tripod, by …