inhaler97

ooooh...boats!

ugh. pig roast.
i have the most traumatic pig roast story.

like to hear it? here it goes...

as a child my mom's friends would spend the summer camping on a remote beach off of fire island. people would come and go, but between the 30+ people who spend pieces of their summer there, there was always someone around to watch camp and people could just leave their stuff and whatnot. people would alawys bring their pets and children, etc. one summer someone brought (what i thought was) their pet pig. and for the whole summer we played with it and had a grand old time. near the end of the summer one day, i was playing around in the water and i turned around to find someone catch the pig (a big pig, mind you) and slice it's throat right there on the beach!! blood everywhere.. red sand all the way into the water. i was totally traumatized.. only to be further tormented watching that pig turn on the spit all evening long.

horrible, isn't it??

RIP poor piggie friend.


thanks for the birthday love!
xo