Pictures.
Crappy ones! Because…well…there is a lot of beer in Bend. And wine. And, uh, whiskey. Like Rick, Kelly is a glass filler. When your glass is never empty it is really hard to know how many pints down you are. Since my liver punched me in the eye and told me to knock it off, I am guessing it was a lot.
There were about 40 empty growlers by the fridge at the end of the night, but I am pretty sure we didn’t drink beer from all of them!
Also, I have a dangerous habit of taking pictures out of the car window while I am driving.
Kelly and Diane, you are wonderful. Thank you for the mood brightening.
Thanks also to Ma and Little L for the lunch–sorry I wasn’t better company. It was good to see you both, too.
