#210: Come on baby, light my fire.

The thought of being responsible for a wood-burning fireplace is stressful to me.  Our newest pad has one and we broke it in a few weekends ago when my parents were in town.  Because people in their thirties need help from their parents with these sorts of things, get over it.  I finally got up the confidence to throw a chemically filled log on the barbie all by myself,  So:

I lit a fire by myself using fake firewood. 


Fun factor: 7