Throwing rocks as a wee boy is as good as it gets. If you have a little bit of country in ya, that’s universally known (so says my Tuesday running group). Until, you smash the neighbors’ glass table, but that is just a blimp in what was otherwise a stellar career.
I miss my five weeks of vacation I had when I was working in Europe. To be honest, I felt like I got just as much done and was never sick during those 5+ years.
More on that…when I was living in Europe, I felt like I could turn up the volume (work, fun, etc) and have the option to turn it down, whenever. Living in the US, I feel like, the volume is turned up and somebody has kicked the knob off…forever stuck in the high position.
Why do I always feel ripped off when I go to the car dealership?
Crying about your ex on the first date is commonly agreed to be a poor 1st (or 20th in my book) date move. If it does happen, however, hope for the end of the entrée and not appetizers/first drink.
I’m not much for white wine but the Mason 2004 Sauvignon Blanc is right up my alley; grass and fruit flavors, no oak, well made, clean finish, and cheap.
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