twenty-six

A while ago, I had a birthday. A small group of my friends celebrated my measly twenty-six years with a progressive dinner. It was so much fun, I failed at photographing most of it, but I tried, so I thought I’d share the few images I have from a night that was filled with good conversation, good folks, and gooooood food and drink.




See? I wasn’t kidding that I failed at taking pictures. Isn’t that what I do? Shouldn’t I be good at that? Whatever. I do get a kick out of the picture below, though. This is about what happens anytime I hand my DSLR to someone and forget to set it back to auto. But sometimes, the results tell the story in a unique and different way that I thoroughly enjoy. I was in the kitchen and they decided to light a candle and sing to me, and my friend Katie tried to document this. Here’s what she got:

Love you friends, for spending some time with me to eat, drink and be merry.