Mama Needs a Beer

Today marks the first day in a year and a half that I had the desire to have an alcoholic beverage. Well, if you can call Michelob Ultra Lite alcohol. Maybe it was the 97 degree day we had, or the BBQ atmosphere, but it was pretty tasty.

As you can see, Hadley was in the spirit too, as she was two fisting Erin's and my beer. I had to tell her NO BEER, until you are 21 and I take you to Vegas to celebrate your birthday. And YES, she will want to go to Vegas with her mom, because even though I'll be 57 ::sob::, I'm still going to drink bloody mary's at 8:30 in the morning like they were juice, get up on the bar and dance (cougar alert), and slip her $1's for the thunder from down under male australian strippers (that I've hired to come to our room). Ok, maybe it's excessive and she would rather stay at home with a good book, until I enforce my next tactic of mocking her relentlessly and guilting her into coming to Vegas with me.