So happy! We finally have heat in our apartment. Unfortunately, I think the heat is having a questionably frivolous affect on some people. Well, perhaps it was actually the combination of heat, jet lag, tequila and sugar frosting... Last night Mrs. Peeps (just back from the 'peg) shot back the Tequila Rose while Ms. Blonde One (just back from Africa) applied her mad decorating skillz to a cherry cake* blowout for Mr. Z-Man, mega Star Wars (and all else "out there") fan and birthday boy. If anyone has gone boldly where no one has gone before, it's the Z-Man. Happy birthday!
*PS. Hot Pink Darth. R.I.P. You were yummy.