Oh dear

My brain is broken. Evil, evil, EVIL margaritas.

Bleh.

Pics that worked

I cant look at this without feeling queasy. I get to clean it later. Urgh.


About a quarter of the glasses- and these are just the wine glasses.


It was chilly enough that we had the patio heaters on. Turned to their lowest setting, of course.

At that point in the evening it appears my photography skills dropped away sharply, something to do with the cold I think.