We gathered on our patio for a camp fire gathering with a few friends, family and our new fire pit last night. The evening was filled with much conversation, a fair amount of alcohol, a few Sweet Dreams cigarettes, homemade cookies, chipotle potato chips with spices that Ry somehow got in his eye, a little debate, a can of Colt 45 that served as a "talking stick" (epic fail on actually making that work, but it made it even funnier) and a ton of laughs.
It's amazing how little it takes to bring people together and how we're all willing to sit at a campfire for much longer than we would around someone's couch or kitchen table. There's something mesmerizing and comforting about watching flames. I think it was better than any night out at a bar or fancy restaurant could ever be. I'm thankful for that simple fun and togetherness. It was the first time I've seriously belly-laughed in quite a while.
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