HUH?! What the hell kind of fucked up shit is that?
I know. It feels weird to me too. Like I'm in the Twilight Zone of Pinterest or some shit. But Friday night is the official soft opening of the patio! *fist pump*
It looks a lot like this:
Maybe a little less rock. More dead trees and IKEA furniture.
|A hotel in Thailand that I can't pronounce. More here. It's really good.|
I've been sweeping and planting and cooking and watching my gay husband hang cafe string lights for me. Busy, busy. After all my hard work I decided to take some vacation. Patio squee! So I'm saying sayonara to the job and buy-bye to the interwebz for the next week or so. This bitch gonna slum it patio style.
But at the end of my vacation is the PREMIER PATIO EVENT! The gays are coming. That's right - TWO parties in a week. Hell, I already cleaned the bathroom and swept the floors so might as well. Let's do this shit.
When I return I promise a full on photo spread of such outdoor splendor that it'll do funny things to your panties.
Happy internetting without me!