In an effort to show my priorities, I very specifically did not chill a special beer yesterday.
I didn’t want Michelle to think I thought beer was better than her. That she was just another excuse to open something spectacular. Because sometimes I chill something cool just because it’s Tuesday. You see, it was our 14th anniversary. I was just going to have a glass of water.
But then, out of the clear, blue sky, walks in my best friend since elementary school, Penton. I hadn’t seen this guy since the day Michelle and I got married. What are the chances? He walks in the door fourteen years to the day since last I saw him.
Sounds like a day for a good beer. I called Michelle, and she rushed over with my last bottle of last year’s La Folie, along with a couple of tasty homebrews. A double good day. We caught up over Liquid Glory a few notches above the last beers we shared together. We are older, wiser, more sophisticated.
But still up for a little potty humor.
Great, great day. Brewvana. Cheers, Penton! And cheers, Michelle! To 14 more!