How awesome is that sweatshirt I have on! Nope - not pregnant. Just the most ridiculously large (and comfy) sweatshirt ever.
This is our drunken friend Noel that decided to come hang out at our campsite. It was like having a conversation with someone with a 7 second memory reset. We reintroduced ourselves multiple times and then started to freak him out by reciting things he'd already told us about himself. He narrowly escaped falling into our fire on many occasions. Lara (the sweetheart) offered to make him a hot dog. I just realized there are practically no pictures of Brother on here so here are a couple more:
Brian has all the good pictures from the rest of the weekend so this is the only other one I have: put an apron on those boys and get them cooking! 
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