It's that time of the week. The time when, after the kids are asleep (usually around 9:00pm, no matter how early I start), I mosey on over to Allen's to try this week's beer. We take turns buying different brews, pour them into pilsner glasses, and toast another week almost being done.
A few hours after my day had bottomed out, I received this text:
> Got 5 different beers 2 try 2 night
Makes me smile, indeed.
On top of that, we're having a new couple over for dinner. I hear he's had another case of the Mondays. BTT might just need to start sooner.