If cavemen created fire...

Why can't I?

My night was going ok, my bf and I watched A Cinderella Story (seriously, there was nothing better on), I heated up some leftovers and cleaned the cat box.

Nothing unusual.

Then that little pyromaniac voice in the back of my head told me to light a fire. I told it, "ok!".

I know it's not really cold enough in Albuquerque to have a fire, but the nights are starting the get chilly and it didn't help that the cooler had been on high for a good portion of the day even when the temp had started going down.

Long story short, I spent 2 hours making the apartment smell like an ashtray, myself smell like a smoked ham and get a fire going for about 10 minutes total before completely giving up.

Oh well, at least it gave me a reason to go take a nice relaxing bath.