Jan 15 2011 . . . How do you know you've crossed that threshold of not-so-young-anymore? It's eight o'clock on Saturday night and instead of looking forward to going out, you're scavenging through the cupboards for any type of food like substance that you could throw in the skillet.
Which brings us to quesadilla night. The Mexican version of a grilled cheese sammich. Good enough for me and the guy I go out with. And heck yeah, I photoshopped this shot. Turns out a picture of a quesadilla is about as benign as eating one. So some lomo camera effects to super saturate the colors, with a bit of a vignette about the edges. It's kinda like adding jalapenos to spice things up.
Which was not my intention for this photo of the day. I was saving my shot for our new kitchen table and chairs that finally came in. The Husband was putting the things together, when we discovered that the furniture store gave us the wrong chairs. Some obligatory cursing and a phone call later, we have resolution to the chair problem, but it's too late to go the warehouse now to get the replacements.
You can see a bit of the table in this shot, though. It's a slate top bistro style thing. We'll get a better shot later with the new chairs. Whenever that happens.
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