




About two weeks ago, just after my birthday, we had some of more friends over for dinner. We decided that we would do a fiesta theme. Why you might ask? Well, I guess the only answer is why not? Kelly and I enjoy every opportunity to act a little crazy. Complete with sombreros, pinatas, and even large cans of Tecate. It did not take much to feel like we were living in Mexico (except we could drink the water).