They say it’s the thought that counts. Not so sure about that! First, I don’t like beer .. not even a little bit. Second, I don’t like Chad drinking beer or wine or booze of any kind. He’s almost 22 and I know it happens but he knows how I feel about it . . not that it changes how he feels about it though.
When he came home over he weekend, he brought me a gift!
A bottle of “Old Speckled Hen” beer. Such a nice gift . . I suppose. Of all things “chicken” that I love, let’s just scratch beer off that list!