Tonight after work, I was off to Sam’s place. I popped my purse beer in the fridge to cool while we waited for Matt (and our pizza) to join us.
Mine, Matt’s, Ian’s and Sam’s beers all chilled and ready to be unwrapped.
But then we decided that we couldn’t wait for Matt, so we opened our beer and cheered when we discovered Carlsburg! Sam declared that now that I am thirty we are all officially in our Carlsberg years. I would have argued but I was too excited to drink my beer.
An excellent day, beer wise.