I wanted to share a little bit of my personal life with you. Lately, both Brendan and I have been so busy this summer, we barely have been able to enjoy a night together that doesn't include quickly stuffing our faces before we almost pass out on the couch from exhaustion.
The other night though, we both had free, and I thought we were gonna go to a restaurant. Low and behold, Brendan decided that would be too easy. (and also forgot that I am no help in the kitchen)
I pretended to be a sous chef and not burn anything, and we enjoyed a fun night in...that still ended with us almost passing out on the couch.
Here is a little documentation of our night. Enjoy our stupidity and goofy conversations ;)