Today I used up a bit of one of my birthday presents, a ‘six-pack’ of beers ‘from around the world’, lovingly selected from Cold Storage.
It was a mind-sapping day, so I thought, what better than to crack open a bottle with the biggest kick. Hoegaarden De Verboden Vrucht. So fruity, macam like fruit punch, but oh what a punch.
Then in the middle of the night, I took a drive to nowhere but ended up at a McDonald’s drive through I’d never driven through before, and called the wife to see if she wanted some nuggets. She said I was evil, but OK, one six piece McNugget and an iced Milo please. I said McDonald’s where got ice Milo one? Are you trying to make me make a fool of myself like the time I drove through without stopping at the ordering booth and went straight to pick up and stared at the staff and they stared right back at me?
A while later, we sat at the kitchen table and ate our non-supersized meals with one iced Milo and a medium Coke.
Rough day or not, it’s not all that bad if I can sit down and share a meal with the wife at the kitchen table.
Later, I watched her pack for her trip.
Go ahead, knock yerselves out. 8.5%!