To celebrate the 4th we journeyed yet again to the lake. I was quite pasty and in desperate need of some sun. I've decided that the best way to hide stretch marks is to camouflage them with a tan, so, the lake was a great place to enjoy the company of friends whilst tending to my troubled bits. After a long and arduous day floating around on the lake, spying on the neighbors and grilling, we decided we needed to end the day with a bonfire and sparklers - since we're too cheap (Fine, I'm too cheap. Mr. Bitches really wanted to purchase some, but I shot him down) to buy any supercool fireworks. Of course, we don't go anywhere without Edward (and Bella, although, to be honest we don't give a rats ass about her) he joined in on the festivities.
I must give a shout out to Mr. Bitches & his photography prowess. He amused us all by directing Edward to "make love to the camera" & "give me your pouty lips" and of course "do sexy eyes, do sexy eyes."
No bonfire is complete without s'mores. Heck, they were the only motivating factor in getting our lazy slightly burned arses off the couch and outside to plop ourselves in front of the fire the boys so sweetly had made for us.
Edward enjoyed some luscious deliciousness that are s'mores.
Since s'mores are incredibly messy (Just ask FC, I was warned against posting the pics by threat of death. Perhaps another day. Heh.), Edward needed a bath. Of course, I was more than happy to oblige.