I can complain a lot.
It’s 80 degrees in February, I have an absolute knockout of a girlfriend, the best mother a son could ask for, fridge full of beer, and two of the cutest dogs you’ve ever seen.
Today is one of those days that I tell my sometimes complainy self…
You’re a fuckin idiot.
I’ve found her and I’ll never let her go.
Well I guess when the the six pack is gone, she’ll be out of my life but the short time we have together will be bliss.
Want to know what the best part is?! Her favorite Christmas movie is also mine and we share an affinity for Elvis Christmas on vinyl.
Till drink do us part…
If you’re new to this blog then you won’t really know my obsession for this particular beer, but read White House with Blue Shutters and it will all be answered.
I have found something that I have been searching for. My quest has ended and the reward couldn’t be any sweeter.
What’s her name you ask? Oh you thought I was talking about a person? My apologies, I didn’t mean to cause any confusion. I am talking about the best Gose these lips have ever tasted.
Coastal Empire Coco Piña. Isn’t she beautiful?!
There’s something about her pineapple and coconut disposition that just puts me at ease. Her sour attitude never seems to waver but is balanced out by her salty taste that brings me to my knees. I will never find another like her…
I’ve learned quite a lot since I’ve come down to South Carolina…
1. Nobody can drive. I work in Georgia and I dare say it’s worse. Yikes.
2. People carry guns out in public without thinking it’s weird at all. Again, more of a Georgia thing.
3. The couple that Yeti’s together, stays together.