The Fall

BONFIRE REPORTED IN LAKESIDE;

SO-CALLED "DRUNKS" COLLAPSE NEAR BONFIRE 

WITHOUT BEING SCORCHED BY THE FLAMES.

"Local residents call it an act of God!"

We look kinda cute here, 'cept for that MAJOR nose job I need (pfffft!), and it's all good, me, my babylove Pete, my darling precious beloved Joanna.  We're only drinking a couple beers...sipping really, see...

So THEN...

we decide it's time to take some pictures, a few of me and Pete, maybe mix it up a little, some Jo and Mel mania, maybe a lil Pete and Jo arm wrestling, anything.  And plus I was quite sure that I was lookin' and feelin' the supermodel in me trying to CLAW her way out! 

         

So out comes the camera, and me and my boy are ATTEMPTING to look adorable, and he somehow pulled it off alright, considering, but then the lawn chair began to tip, and in 
 

ULTRAFASTSLOWMOTION

somehow I'm on the ground, miraculously NOT in the coals, Pete's on top of me, and guess what...

he is laughing!  Like me!

A good man loves you even if your drunk butt might have been the weight that made that plastic chair tip, but he loves you anyways...

(with your dorky ass just layin' there...)

And then? He helps you up, hugs you, kisses you, holds you, and of course
TEASES you, but can't totally blame you since HE was on the chair too...

....and then you start to laugh your butts off in the ashes of the campfire, and you, being a girl and doing your best to be a sweet girl at that, begin to laugh so hard that you bark like a dog.
                              HARFFFFFFFF! 
                                                        HAAAARF!

which of course really sounds funny and you make yourself laugh harder and more dog-like, and within thirty seconds you realize to yourself that you could very well throw up the sushi you just ate, or maybe not.  
                                                     Oh wow, oh man.  Its something else altogether...  because the sushi place wouldn't steer you wrong, and this felt like a happy pukey feeling, and its then you realize the so obvious ....

you found him!

                                                     Love you, Pete.