This past weekend we celebrated Jeff's birthday at the cottage with eight friends and several bottles of booze. While the weather was touch-and-go, the good times were plentiful. BBQs, water skiing, and sporadic-sunning ourselves, our itinerary was perfectly loose.
About once every 18 months or so I manage to get a nice photo of Jeff. He usually makes some series of ridiculous faces that drive me crazy, thus inspiring him to distort his face into something even more grotesque. It's his schtick. But he was agreeable this weekend. And how! Swoon!