Another great Saturday with Goddess Diane and most of the Ruined Mothers. We made a million experimental pizzas, including one for a husky dog. Went to the growler store. Drank a little of everything. Did some thrift store shopping. Put a hat on the dog. Shot flies with a salt gun. Watched a little football. Told some funny stories and some sad stories.
The usual.
Kelly decided that I am (in golf terms) a 6 handicap drinker. Today, however, he says that I am drinking more like a 12 handicap and if this was a tournament I would be about 7 over par on the day. I’d still be in the money, but not the big money.
Kelly is a scratch drinker.
I love these people and their gift for enjoying life!
I can’t believe I don’t remember Kel and Rock robbing the school store in Junior High. How can I not remember that?
