Why am I
torturing myself like this jetting off with the boys, you ask?
A little tradition we came up with circa 2008, that involves lots of friends, lots of booze, a little house on the river in Arizona, and some bathing suits. It's really pretty simple, and it is crazy kinds of fun.
Special Shout-Out to Best Friend Swagger for being at every.single.AZ weekend!
All will be quiet on the airwaves from me for a few days, but Cute Apartment might just be checking in tomorrow, and I'll be back Monday - promise.