Six Beer Night

I guess you could say that I was paying the price for staying up so late Thursday night. I didn’t really want to get out of bed come 5:30am, but still did. After all, it was Friday, my favorite day of the week. I began my exercise routine after hitting the go button on the coffee maker. We had a brief power outage last Monday and I still haven’t reset the coffee maker clock, which subsequently renders the auto brew feature useless. But it’s not a big deal. I finished my exercise and then turned my attention to Ykraps, who was waiting patiently by the front door just as he always is. The morning proceeded as normal. I ran four miles before readying my meals. After readying myself for work, I chose to drive the Trooper thinking that I might need it to pick-up more yard project material. Reviewing my personal to-do list, I still needed to phone Tom Clark to see if he was up for the Alice Cooper show Sunday night and still had to confirm weekend golf plans with Bob Imber. Just before lunch, I spoke with Tom. He was in for the Vincent D. Furnier show. However, I still wasn’t certain if I wanted to golf on Sunday. The idea sounded good, but I didn’t know how feasible that would be with the concert later than same evening, not to mention Sunday dinner. Because of that, I didn’t respond to Bob’s voice mail. I figured we’d confirm plans later at Barley’s. The work day was a blur. I never managed to escape for lunch. By the end of the day I the idea of golfing on Sunday was sounding better and better. That way I could work on my yard project all day Saturday leading up to my date with Mindy. Either way, the weekend was going to be tightly booked. I arrived home long after the kids had left with their daddy. Mindy already guessed that I would want a nap. She headed up for a shower after working in her classroom all day. I settled into the recliner with my Ric Edelman book. I never did nap. Come 7:15pm I headed upstairs to freshen up. We left for Barley’s around 7:35pm. We hadn’t been to Barley’s on a Friday in a number of weeks. It felt good. Bob and Mary Ann were there for the first time in a while, too (at least at the same time as both of us). Many regulars were equally present – Mark, Steve, and Dan. As the evening wore on, nephew Joe and his buddy Chris & Danny showed. I think it’s fair to say that we had lots of fun singing and getting rowdy. Nephew Joe was in rear form, certainly exceeding any of my antics. I guess Joe thought of me as his personal tackling dummy. Through the evening I had four beers – two Droughtfires and two 471 IPA’s. I had a plate of wings, too. Mindy had two glasses of wine. She drove home. We arrived home around 10:30pm. I remember checking the clock. I sold Mindy on the idea of paying a quick visit to our neighbors, Kenny & Crissy. Not certain that they’d be up, we walked over. They were up & hosting a pre-teen sleepover for their two daughters. We hung out with them for about an hour. I drank two Labatts with Kenny before heading home.