a bright collection of strange victories

This is what I brought home for dinner from work. Jealous?

So yum yum.

This is what I did this time last year.

I spent the New Year with my best friend.

She is much too far away now and I am much too poor to do it again this year.

But let me just say that trip, “If this isn’t living…”

We drank so much beer. But not like lushes who just sat around and got drunk. We learned about our beer before we tried 800 different kinds.

I don’t much say this, but I SINCERELY wish I could be where/who I am now and just do this trip again. We were in weird places then. We are are in good places now. So can we get a redo on our emotional stabilities?

Allison. I love you. Merry Christmas, and happy New Years. Thanks for a perfect trip.

GPOYS… “my dad bought something other than Miller Lite?” edition