Last weekend Hunt was in town so clearly I was in store for a guys weekend (don't worry, I'm used to it, and love it). Friday we drove out to Dunedin and went to two local breweries and did some beer tasting and tours. It was a great way to spend the day, would have been better if I would have remembered my ID and didn't have to try and bribe the bartender to let me drink without it (I've really been lacking the common sense lately. Hey, don't judge).
Saturday we drove out to the horse track to do some good ol' gambling with all my favorite boys. I bet 3$ one time, lost, and as a result spend the rest of my time drinking beer out of the cooler you're allowed to bring in with you (how freakin' neat, right? right).
Those eyes. I melt.
22 going on 12.
Moral of the story is: Guy friends are the best friends. (I love my girls too, but how many do you know want to go beer tasting and to the horse track? Yup. Zip. Zero. Nada).
Thanks for a great weekend Hunt, J, Andy, Maurino and Alex. Love you guys!
P.S. It's almost Friday- whaaaaaat!?!