Fourth of July was spent in Mayberry in the most perfect way- drinking beer and eating my own homemade strawberry shortcake1… on the couch at 11 am. Follow that with an afternoon of beer drinking at the pool2, and an evening of drinking on the porch and playing hammerschloggen3 (sp?) in the yard with the parentals, and I’d say it was a pretty successful Independence Day- even if I didn’t actually see any fireworks.
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Obvious shoutout to the real American patriot pictured here- Smoke Goldenstein. The man got up, attended a parade and picnic to spend quality time with family eat his weight in ribs, and then came home to do his favorite thing ever- farm. Literally. He may or may not have had a piece of long-stem grass stuck between his teeth. Or a cigarette. Or both. Or neither. Any scenario is possible, really.
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July 4th Highlight: Deepening my skin tone while increasing my B.A.C. at the pool.
July 4th Lowlight: Dropping a full Coors Light on my toe while packing my cooler to take to the pool. So much for giving Chandler holidays off.
Happy Birthday, ‘Murica!
-Bev
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