Thank God the snow is starting to melt. For the past week, I feel like I’ve been living a scene out of the movie Misery (maybe that explains why I just broke Grey’s legs with a sludge hammer?).
ANYWAY, I suspect it’s the cabin fever, but during this cold snap, I’ve really enjoyed my daily doses of the sauce. Nothing excessive — that would make trying to contain wild Ollie even more impossible — but just one or two drinks to make me forget I’m a prisoner in my own home, that’s all.
Since nap-time isn’t usually until 12:30, I’ve found that on these stir crazy days, Grey and I catch one another’s eyes over the turmoil left in Ollie’s wake and say, “Is it 5 o’clock yet?” But with Wolaver’s — it doesn’t need to be happy hour! That’s the beauty of coffee flavored beer: it tastes good in the morning.
Now how about one that’s bacon flavored?!